Bai Yuejie's gaze fell upon the kraft paper bag, which bore pencil-written characters that looked hauntingly familiar.
Shi Yunchang saw her reaction and felt even more bitter, "You just didn't expect it, right? We had no intention of making a scene, and you weren't smart enough. If you had thickened your skin and included yourself in the shot, the evidence would have been irrefutable, and Shi Lingyan wouldn't have been able to deny it no matter how hard he tried."
"What is that?" Bai Yuejie asked.
Shi Yunchang acted as if she was feigning ignorance and pulled out the photos from inside, displaying them in front of Bai Yuejie.
The face of Shi Lingyan was shockingly prominent, and the scale was extreme!
Although the critical parts weren't captured, the content was glaringly obvious.
Bai Yuejie's eyes widened as she reached out to grab them, but Shi Yunchang avoided her.
Looking at her, Shi Yunchang was filled with disappointment, "I can't possibly give these back to you. Shi Lingyan probably doesn't know we have these photos. This is our last trump card, and we have you to thank for it."
"It wasn't me," Bai Yuejie's face showed a flicker of fear, "I didn't take the photos, nor did I place them there..."
As she spoke, her eyes stayed fixed on the kraft paper bag, and the more she looked, the more eerily familiar the handwriting seemed.
Bai Yuejie's voice trembled as she reached out, "Can I have that bag of yours?"
Shi Yunchang glanced at the bag, then at the photos.
His trump card was the photos; the presence of the bag was actually inconsequential.
After hesitating a moment, Shi Yunchang passed the bag over.
The handwriting was graceful and flowing, each stroke imbued with endless entanglement, and every hook and flick of the pen was filled with a bold and reckless sharpness.
Anyone looking at it would likely exclaim in admiration: "What beautiful writing!"
However, upon seeing the handwriting, Bai Yuejie's pupils suddenly constricted, followed by a gasping breath, and she clutched her chest in agony.
The driver, seeing this, turned pale and shouted, "Miss!"
Shi Yunchang had never anticipated that simply handing over a bag would trigger Bai Yuejie's heart condition!
Caught off guard, he was shoved aside by the driver and stumbled backward several steps.
After taking her medication, Bai Yuejie steadied herself and urged the driver to leave quickly.
Before driving off, the driver gave Shi Yunchang a fierce glare, then the car sped away.
Bai Yuejie's body trembled imperceptibly, and she said in panic, "Uncle Liu, it's Tang Wu, Tang Wu is back, this is Tang Wu's handwriting!"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Liu immediately pulled over and said, "How could that be? Tang Wu has been dead for a long time!"
"No one else would do this," Bai Yuejie became increasingly frightened, her voice shaky, "Look, the inexplicable text last night, the note on Brother Ling Yan's bedside this morning, and this envelope, it must be Tang Wu coming back for revenge!"
"It's impossible. Tang Wu's heart was taken out for your use. How could she possibly come back? It must be someone playing a prank," Uncle Liu reassured her, "If you're scared, that means you've fallen for it."
Bai Yuejie clutched her heart as if persuaded and murmured to herself, "Right, that bitch has long been dead. I saw her get hit by a car and turned into mincemeat, her brains came out. She can't possibly still be alive."
"Yes, don't scare yourself. Besides," Uncle Liu's voice dropped, "if she could die once, she could die a second time."
"Right," Bai Yuejie calmed down, "She deserved to die. She took Brother Ling Yan away from me for so many years. This heart should have been mine!"
"You're right," Uncle Liu comforted, "Tang Wu had her time in the limelight since she was young. It should be your turn now. You'll need a new heart in three or four years. Until you find a new heart, you need to maintain a good mood. You know that."
Bai Yuejie's emotions had stabilized. Suddenly, the image of that cute, pink figure flashed in her mind. The seemingly foolish girl owned a face so delicately beautiful that it could make any woman jealous.
A hint of viciousness crossed Bai Yuejie's eyes as she said, "Right, some people only pollute the air by living. It's better for me to live on in their place."
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