"Your Death Sentence!"
Yu Ruohuan’s eyes widened in an instant.
The boy in front of her suddenly beca so unfamiliar, his eyes cold and cruel, like a harbinger from hell demanding her life.
"You..."
Yu Ruohuan was so furious she wanted to curse, but her expression suddenly changed, and she clutched her chest tightly, gasping for air.
The heart monitor beside her sounded an alarm, the lines representing her heart rate fluctuating chaotically.
Yu Ruohuan furrowed her brow in pain, her eyes, red from holding back, glaring at the silent boy standing by the bed.
"You... you’re going to kill ? You’re insane!"
"You held my family secret over , made grovel at your feet like a dog, stripped of dignity. It’s you who covered my hands in blood, who turned into a demon. Yu Ruohuan, do you know how much I hate you? I dream of killing you."
The boy’s initially calm voice gradually rose, his intense emotion carrying a thunderous hatred. If looks could kill, Yu Ruohuan would have been cut to pieces by now.
Yu Ruohuan was frightened by the deep-seated hatred in Gu Bichen’s eyes. It was only because Gu Bichen hid it so well that she never imagined he harbored such intense hatred, to the point of wanting to kill her with his own hands.
Cold sweat broke out over Yu Ruohuan’s body, but the discomfort in her heart made it increasingly difficult to breathe. Her once delicate and sickly face turned ashen, and her frail fingers gripped the bedsheets beneath her like a lifeline.
"Save , I... won’t force you anymore. I know who that child is. He’s in Jingzhou, you still..."
As her heartbeat grew weaker, she struggled to get the words out. Her strong desire to live made her instinctively reach out to Gu Bichen in front of her, but only weak cries for help escaped her lips: "Save... ."
Gu Bichen took a step back, and Yu Ruohuan’s hand fell into emptiness beside the bed.
The boy watched coldly as the girl on the hospital bed cried out in agony, as if savoring the last struggles of a trapped beast.
Throughout, he didn’t even frown.
"I won’t kill Shen You’an. She is my rightful fiancée. After I graduate, I’ll marry her and have children, living a wonderful life. Yu Ruohuan, even in hell, you must bless us."
Though the boy wore a mask, one could see the corners of his mouth twitch upwards. ntioning that person, his eyes were so gentle, yet his words were so coldly mocking, like a poisoned dagger driven into her heart.
Yu Ruohuan collapsed weakly onto the hospital bed, her consciousness and senses gradually fading.
She should have known. How could Gu Bichen, who likes Shen You’an so much, kill her with his own hands?
Her self-proclaid cleverness ultimately forced Gu Bichen to turn the knife against her.
Yu Ruohuan laughed self-deprecatingly. From start to finish, she was just a fool.
The mont Yao Huia’s death notice ca, she should have realized that this boy in front of her would do anything to hide his family’s secret.
With her death, no one would know Gu Bichen’s secret, and he would remain the Gu family’s highly-favored young master, marrying Shen You’an, the one promised to him by his ancestors, and living a life full of happiness, envied by everyone.
How could it be...
A bastard born from who knows which filthy gutter, and a woman who stole all her thunder—these two whom she hated most in life would live in happiness, while she would et a sad end in her pri.
She’s unwilling, so unwilling...
Yu Ruohuan looked at Gu Bichen’s indifferent face and suddenly flashed a strange smile.
Gu Bichen frowned.
"Gu Bichen, you’ve made a miscalculation."
Not only will you not marry Shen You’an, but you also won’t be able to hide your family’s secret for long.
Because Gu Bichen surely doesn’t know who the real young master of the Gu family is—he’s a bomb.
Gu Bichen, oh, Gu Bichen, all your scheming, and in the end, it was all for nothing, hahahaha...
Yu Ruohuan closed her eyes, her hands relaxed and falling naturally to the side of the bed.
The heart monitor emitted a piercing shriek, the line representing her heart rate having turned into an unbroken, lifeless line, silently proclaiming the end of a life.
The girl on the hospital bed had ceased to breathe, the arrogance and malice once on her face faded, replaced by longing for the world and fear of death.
Unfortunately, she’ll never have another chance.
Gu Bichen watched coldly, feeling no waves in his heart at Yu Ruohuan’s death, only the joy of revenge having been served.
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