Chapter 356: Mu Shaoze Committed Suicide by Slitting His Wrists

Zhou Ziqiao's heart suddenly stalled, her fingers tightly clutching the curtain.

This must be a trick, it had to be—he just wanted to stir up her sympathy and soften her heart.

She turned around and quickly clambered into bed, burrowing into the covers.

She wouldn't fall for his ploy.

So strong and vigorous, how could he just drop like that?

She wouldn't let her heart soften, not after he had been so ruthless and cold-hearted toward her.

She closed her eyes and began to count wolves.

(It was supposed to be sheep, but, well, better not to play the happy sheep right now.)

"One wolf, two wolves, three wolves..."

When she reached two hundred wolves, she fiddled with the blanket and then stretched it over her head.

In the living room, Father Zhou nearly lost his grip on his teacup as he saw Mu Shaoze collapse, coughing violently a few times.

Mother Zhou rushed over. "Oh, he really did collapse, didn't he? Aren't you going to go save him?"