My mother was framed for murder, and only seven days remained to appeal her death sentence. In tears, I called my wife, who was abroad on a business trip, and begged her for help. She was a top-tier star of the legal world, a lawyer who had never lost a case, and the only person who might be able to clear my mother’s name. “Don’t panic, darling. I’ll be on the fastest private jet back home in three hours. Wait for me!” Qin Ning boarded the plane without hesitation, then vanished without a trace. I called her countless times, but all I got was a dismissive reply: “A Heng, I can’t get away from an important case. Tell Mom to wait. I’ll defend her in court as soon as I get back.” On the other end of the call, her senior’s laughter rang in my ears. On the seventh day, my mother collapsed in a pool of blood... When I broke down with new evidence proving her innocence in my hands, I saw Qin Ning speaking confidently to the media about how she had helped her senior win an astronomical divorce settlement. In that moment, I knew my whole world had come crashing down.
