Rebirth of a Noble Lady: Warm Marriage

  The ground floor of the building was filled with screams, while the upstairs was filled with sighs.

  "The Tian family of the past has truly been cut off from having any descendants this time. Even their only daughter is dead." One of the police officers who heard Tian Yuan's words and recognized her shook his head in dismay and let out a sigh.

  Xia Shang's hands were tightly grasped on the railing, somewhat irritated. If he had reacted a little faster just now, he would have been able to catch her hand!

  Bang! Xia Shang's fist landed on the cold railing.

  "Alright, Mr. Xia, we've all tried our best and it's not easy for you either. You've even brought up your miserable family situation to save that woman. We all sympathize with you, and as police officers, we're glad to see you can still be strong and live on." The policeman walked over and patted Xia Shang's shoulder.

  "Pfft! What nonsense! Our squad leader isn't that unlucky!" Little Jia quickly walked over and spat on the ground.

  "We were trying to save people, understand? It was a rescue strategy, although it failed." Little Ding scratched his head and looked at Xia Shang, "Captain, forget it, you tried your best, but this is beyond our control. We still have to hurry back to the troops."

  "Hey comrade, did you know that woman who just jumped down?" Xiao Jia's face was full of curiosity, with the word "gossip" written all over his eyes.

  "Who in this city doesn't know the Tian family now? They're really unlucky. But their daughter rarely shows her face, so I didn't recognize her at first." The police officer said helplessly, "If you want to know, just search on Baidu and you'll find out. There are all sorts of headlines about them, you can read until you're satisfied!"

  "I'm about to return to my unit now, and we're not allowed to go online in the unit. Otherwise, you can tell me?" Little Jia said with a smile.

  "Jia Fangyuan, Ding Jin." A loud and thick voice suddenly interrupted Xiaojia's words. The two of them subconsciously saluted, standing straight, and shouted in unison, "Reporting!"

  "Turn back, return to the team!" Xia Shang spat out a few words and strode past all the police officers, leading the way towards the rooftop door, disappearing from the police's line of sight in big strides.

  "Yes!" The two of them stomped their feet on the ground and gave a spirited reply before following Xia Shang to leave the rooftop.

  City Evening News: Following the chairman of Tian's construction company, his wife jumped to her death from the top floor of the World Trade Building less than ten days ago. Today, Tian's 29-year-old daughter, Tian Wei, also jumped to her death from the same place.

  Sometimes death is the end of life, but it doesn't have to be the end of a story.

  The corpse downstairs has not been removed yet. The city welcomed the first snow of this winter, and in the luxurious villa area of A City, it was another scene.

  The ambiguous moans accompanied by the vibration and ringing of the bedside phone made the man unhesitatingly reach out to turn it off.

  "Whose phone is this? Is it that cheap woman Tian Huan's? Hand it over and let me take a look!" The jade-like arm with the blush mark lifted up and picked up the phone from the bedside table. Upon seeing the message from Tian Huan displayed on the screen, the woman directly opened and played back the message.

  "Baby~ let's ignore this cowardly woman, she's too afraid to kill herself, we'll continue with our business, okay?" The man's voice was urgent and low, falling on the delicate body of the woman below him.

  "She's now got nothing to lose, did you hear? She hates you so much, aren't you afraid she'll really choose to kill herself today? I mean, you two were married before, if she really kills herself, will you regret it or not?"

  "Nonsense." The man did not answer directly, muttering a low rebuke, and somewhat irritably rushed past the woman.

  Tian Wei's message fell into the ears of the two people without a single word being missed. After the message finished playing, it successfully earned the scornful sneers of the two people. The phone was thrown away, and inside the house, another round of mysterious fog began to rise.