CHAPTER 101 — The Net Tightens Around Qin Yuhan
The morning after Rui's rescue, the Mu Estate was wrapped in a rare stillness. Guards patrolled the perimeter, security drones hovered quietly above the grounds, and a steady stream of reporters remained barricaded far beyond the gates, hungry for every scrap of information.
Inside the private living room, Shi Yunxi sat on the floor, legs crossed, arms wrapped around Rui and the other two children as they slept in her lap—finally safe. Their tiny chests rose and fell softly, exhaustion wiping out the terror of the night before.
Mu Lingchen stood a short distance away, leaning against the wall with arms folded, silently watching the scene. His eyes held a fierce tenderness, a protective edge sharpened by last night's near-loss. Nothing—absolutely nothing—would be allowed to threaten them again.
But peace was temporary.
Because far across the city, Qin Yuhan's world was burning.
⸻
At the Qin Family Mansion
Three black SUVs pulled up quietly at dawn.
Inside the mansion, Qin Yuhan was already in chaos—suitcases thrown open, clothes scattered, documents shredded and stuffed into black bags. Her hair was tangled, makeup smeared, eyes swollen from crying and screaming all night.
Her mother tried to help her pack.
Her father shouted orders to the staff.
No one was calm. No one was rational.
They knew.
The police were coming.
They also knew Roulan had been arrested. Worse—Roulan was talking.
Qin Father slammed open the door. "Yuhan! MOVE! We need to get to the airport now!"
"I—I can't find my passport!" she sobbed, turning the room upside down.
"We don't have time for this!" he barked. "Do you know what she told the police? Do you know what your sister CONFESSED?!"
Qin Yuhan froze, trembling. "Wh-what did she say?"
"She told them everything! The fake rumors about Yunxi, the bribes, the sabotage, the scandals you helped cover up—EVEN the illegal paperwork from twelve years ago!"
Qin Yuhan's face turned white—bone white.
"No… no, no, no! She promised she'd keep quiet! She said she wouldn't betray me!"
"She's desperate!" Qin Father snapped. "She's trying to save herself! We have to leave the country NOW!"
Qin Mother grabbed Yuhan's wrist. "Sweetheart, hurry! Once the Shi Corporation collapses, they'll dig deeper—and when they do—"
She didn't finish.
They all knew the consequences.
Jail time.
Lifetime ban from the industry.
Public destruction.
Qin Yuhan dragged a suitcase toward the door—
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A thunderous knock shook the entire floor.
"Qin Yuhan," a commanding voice called out, "open the door. This is the police."
Her blood turned to ice.
Qin Father hissed, "No. No—we can escape through the west exit—quick!"
They rushed down the hallway, dragging luggage behind them. Qin Yuhan stumbled, almost falling several times, but panic drove her forward.
Through the kitchens.
Down the garden path.
Past the koi pond.
Toward the private garage where a car was already running.
But—
Just as they approached, black-clothed officers emerged from the shadows, flashlights cutting through the dim morning light.
"Halt!"
Qin Mother screamed.
Qin Father cursed.
Qin Yuhan broke into a sprint, tears flying off her face as she reached for the car door—
But a firm hand grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her.
She shrieked in pain.
"QIN YUHAN!" the officer barked. "You are under arrest for obstruction, manipulation of evidence, and conspiracy to commit character defamation—"
"LET ME GO!" she screeched. "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! IT WAS ALL ROULAN!"
The officers ignored her.
Her mother tried to rush forward but was restrained.
Her father shouted threats of lawyers and connections.
None of it mattered.
The net had finally closed.
And it was airtight.
⸻
Meanwhile — In the Mu Estate
Yunxi's eyes flickered open as a phone next to her vibrated.
She didn't move immediately. Rui had curled into her stomach, Mu Rui's tiny fingers clutching her blouse tightly even in his sleep. Shi Qing'er and Shi Yichen were pressed against her sides, their heads resting on her arms.
Her babies.
Her triplets.
All safe.
All breathing.
Her heart squeezed painfully.
Last night, she almost lost them. That thought would haunt her for a lifetime.
She gently shifted, careful not to wake them, and picked up the phone.
It was Lingchen's assistant.
"President Mu," the man said urgently, unaware Yunxi had answered instead, "Qin Yuhan has been detained."
Yunxi's grip tightened.
Lingchen stepped forward and took the phone from her gently.
"Details," he ordered.
"They attempted to flee the country. Police intercepted the entire Qin family. Qin Yuhan is being transported to headquarters for processing."
Lingchen's eyes darkened—satisfaction mixed with cold fury.
"Good," he said. "Make sure she doesn't get bail."
"Yes, sir."
Lingchen hung up.
Yunxi watched him silently.
He knelt beside her, brushing a soft hand over Rui's hair as the child slept.
"It's over," Lingchen murmured. "Qin Yuhan will never come near you or the children again."
Yunxi exhaled slowly—release, exhaustion, relief.
But her voice was quiet when she asked:
"What about the Shi family?"
Lingchen smirked slightly, though anger simmered beneath it.
"Roulan has already begun talking. The police have been collecting evidence all night. It's only a matter of time before everything they did to you becomes public."
Yunxi's fingers trembled over her children's backs.
For years, she had carried the weight of that family.
Their lies.
Their cruelty.
Their use of her.
But now—
Finally—
The world would know the truth.
Lingchen reached out and stroked her cheek, thumb gently brushing her skin.
"Rest today," he whispered. "Be with the children. The rest… I'll handle for you."
Yunxi's throat tightened.
She nodded softly.
Lingchen leaned in and kissed her forehead, lingering for just a moment.
"For the first time," he said quietly, "they're the ones running."
And he was right.
The house that tormented Yunxi for years…
Was finally crumbling.
⸻
Later That Morning — At the Police Headquarters
Qin Yuhan sat in an interrogation room, soaked in sweat, shaking violently.
Across from her, the officers placed a stack of documents, photographs, recorded messages, bank transfers—evidence she couldn't deny.
And one final piece:
A written statement from Roulan implicating her in every scheme against Yunxi.
Every punishment.
Every rumor.
Every lie.
Qin Yuhan's scream echoed through the walls.
But outside the room—
The public was already turning.
Already choosing sides.
Already declaring:
"Shi Yunxi is the real victim."
"Qin Yuhan and the Shi family are monsters."
"We support Yunxi."
And this was only the beginning.
CHAPTER 101 — The Net Tightens Around Qin Yuhan
The morning after Rui's rescue, the Mu Estate was wrapped in a rare stillness. Guards patrolled the perimeter, security drones hovered quietly above the grounds, and a steady stream of reporters remained barricaded far beyond the gates, hungry for every scrap of information.
Inside the private living room, Shi Yunxi sat on the floor, legs crossed, arms wrapped around Rui and the other two children as they slept in her lap—finally safe. Their tiny chests rose and fell softly, exhaustion wiping out the terror of the night before.
Mu Lingchen stood a short distance away, leaning against the wall with arms folded, silently watching the scene. His eyes held a fierce tenderness, a protective edge sharpened by last night's near-loss. Nothing—absolutely nothing—would be allowed to threaten them again.
But peace was temporary.
Because far across the city, Qin Yuhan's world was burning.
⸻
At the Qin Family Mansion
Three black SUVs pulled up quietly at dawn.
Inside the mansion, Qin Yuhan was already in chaos—suitcases thrown open, clothes scattered, documents shredded and stuffed into black bags. Her hair was tangled, makeup smeared, eyes swollen from crying and screaming all night.
Her mother tried to help her pack.
Her father shouted orders to the staff.
No one was calm. No one was rational.
They knew.
The police were coming.
They also knew Roulan had been arrested. Worse—Roulan was talking.
Qin Father slammed open the door. "Yuhan! MOVE! We need to get to the airport now!"
"I—I can't find my passport!" she sobbed, turning the room upside down.
"We don't have time for this!" he barked. "Do you know what she told the police? Do you know what your sister CONFESSED?!"
Qin Yuhan froze, trembling. "Wh-what did she say?"
"She told them everything! The fake rumors about Yunxi, the bribes, the sabotage, the scandals you helped cover up—EVEN the illegal paperwork from twelve years ago!"
Qin Yuhan's face turned white—bone white.
"No… no, no, no! She promised she'd keep quiet! She said she wouldn't betray me!"
"She's desperate!" Qin Father snapped. "She's trying to save herself! We have to leave the country NOW!"
Qin Mother grabbed Yuhan's wrist. "Sweetheart, hurry! Once the Shi Corporation collapses, they'll dig deeper—and when they do—"
She didn't finish.
They all knew the consequences.
Jail time.
Lifetime ban from the industry.
Public destruction.
Qin Yuhan dragged a suitcase toward the door—
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A thunderous knock shook the entire floor.
"Qin Yuhan," a commanding voice called out, "open the door. This is the police."
Her blood turned to ice.
Qin Father hissed, "No. No—we can escape through the west exit—quick!"
They rushed down the hallway, dragging luggage behind them. Qin Yuhan stumbled, almost falling several times, but panic drove her forward.
Through the kitchens.
Down the garden path.
Past the koi pond.
Toward the private garage where a car was already running.
But—
Just as they approached, black-clothed officers emerged from the shadows, flashlights cutting through the dim morning light.
"Halt!"
Qin Mother screamed.
Qin Father cursed.
Qin Yuhan broke into a sprint, tears flying off her face as she reached for the car door—
But a firm hand grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her.
She shrieked in pain.
"QIN YUHAN!" the officer barked. "You are under arrest for obstruction, manipulation of evidence, and conspiracy to commit character defamation—"
"LET ME GO!" she screeched. "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! IT WAS ALL ROULAN!"
The officers ignored her.
Her mother tried to rush forward but was restrained.
Her father shouted threats of lawyers and connections.
None of it mattered.
The net had finally closed.
And it was airtight.
⸻
Meanwhile — In the Mu Estate
Yunxi's eyes flickered open as a phone next to her vibrated.
She didn't move immediately. Rui had curled into her stomach, Mu Rui's tiny fingers clutching her blouse tightly even in his sleep. Shi Qing'er and Shi Yichen were pressed against her sides, their heads resting on her arms.
Her babies.
Her triplets.
All safe.
All breathing.
Her heart squeezed painfully.
Last night, she almost lost them. That thought would haunt her for a lifetime.
She gently shifted, careful not to wake them, and picked up the phone.
It was Lingchen's assistant.
"President Mu," the man said urgently, unaware Yunxi had answered instead, "Qin Yuhan has been detained."
Yunxi's grip tightened.
Lingchen stepped forward and took the phone from her gently.
"Details," he ordered.
"They attempted to flee the country. Police intercepted the entire Qin family. Qin Yuhan is being transported to headquarters for processing."
Lingchen's eyes darkened—satisfaction mixed with cold fury.
"Good," he said. "Make sure she doesn't get bail."
"Yes, sir."
Lingchen hung up.
Yunxi watched him silently.
He knelt beside her, brushing a soft hand over Rui's hair as the child slept.
"It's over," Lingchen murmured. "Qin Yuhan will never come near you or the children again."
Yunxi exhaled slowly—release, exhaustion, relief.
But her voice was quiet when she asked:
"What about the Shi family?"
Lingchen smirked slightly, though anger simmered beneath it.
"Roulan has already begun talking. The police have been collecting evidence all night. It's only a matter of time before everything they did to you becomes public."
Yunxi's fingers trembled over her children's backs.
For years, she had carried the weight of that family.
Their lies.
Their cruelty.
Their use of her.
But now—
Finally—
The world would know the truth.
Lingchen reached out and stroked her cheek, thumb gently brushing her skin.
"Rest today," he whispered. "Be with the children. The rest… I'll handle for you."
Yunxi's throat tightened.
She nodded softly.
Lingchen leaned in and kissed her forehead, lingering for just a moment.
"For the first time," he said quietly, "they're the ones running."
And he was right.
The house that tormented Yunxi for years…
Was finally crumbling.
⸻
Later That Morning — At the Police Headquarters
Qin Yuhan sat in an interrogation room, soaked in sweat, shaking violently.
Across from her, the officers placed a stack of documents, photographs, recorded messages, bank transfers—evidence she couldn't deny.
And one final piece:
A written statement from Roulan implicating her in every scheme against Yunxi.
Every punishment.
Every rumor.
Every lie.
Qin Yuhan's scream echoed through the walls.
But outside the room—
The public was already turning.
Already choosing sides.
Already declaring:
"Shi Yunxi is the real victim."
"Qin Yuhan and the Shi family are monsters."
"We support Yunxi."
And this was only the beginning.