21

On her way to visit Zhang Li in the hospital, Cen Lingqiu drove through a somewhat chaotic street. The crowd was unruly, forcing Cen Lingqiu to drive slowly to avoid the pedestrians. Suddenly, a man stumbled into the street, and Cen Lingqiu quickly hit the brakes.

She got out of the car to check if she had hit anyone.

A half-drunk man sat on the roadside, far from the car's front, clearly not hit but only frightened.

Seeing that the man was unharmed, Cen Lingqiu prepared to leave.

But the man suddenly turned to look at her.

The man was unkempt, his clothes shabby and dirty, his face haggard and lecherous.

Cen Lingqiu found him somewhat familiar, and after a moment, she recognized him.

Yu Lianyi—Yu Mingjiao's father.

Since Yu Sui'an's appearance, Cen Lingqiu had the system extract information about all of Yu Mingjiao's family members, just in case.

Seeing Yu Lianyi, Cen Lingqiu suddenly understood why the system had detected that Yu Mingjiao's self-destruction index would peak, or even lead to suicide, on her birthday.

Yu Lianyi was a gambling addict and a drunkard. After Yu Mingjiao became disabled, he didn't want to support a disabled daughter, so he ran off to another city and rarely returned.

He had been wandering for years, but this time, he returned to Lancheng because he ran out of money to gamble. Remembering his daughter, he decided to come back and demand money from her.

But Yu Mingjiao refused and drove him away.

Angry that he didn't get any money, and hearing that Lin Dong was pursuing Yu Mingjiao but she kept rejecting him, Yu Lianyi came up with a sinister plan. He intended to drug Yu Mingjiao and deliver her to Lin Dong's bed, then extort money from him.

On her birthday, Yu Lianyi would pretend to apologize and offer to celebrate her birthday, all the while secretly drugging her tea.

What followed was a despicable and disgusting scenario where Yu Lianyi delivered Yu Mingjiao to a hotel room. Lin Dong, drunk and seeing a woman who resembled his "white moonlight," couldn't resist.

In the original plot, after Yu Mingjiao discovered that she had slept with the male lead, she became distraught and avoided him. However, after sleeping with her, Lin Dong realized he had feelings for her and started pursuing her.

The system had detected that Yu Mingjiao would commit suicide on her birthday because she couldn't bear the reality of what had happened, ultimately leading to complete despair and ending her life.

Cen Lingqiu felt a wave of disgust.

She absolutely couldn't let Yu Lianyi go near Yu Mingjiao.

Absolutely not.

She needed to find a way to stop him.

Her mind raced, her eyes narrowing.

Yu Lianyi needed money.

That made things easier.

She returned to her car and grabbed a wad of cash—money she had withdrawn earlier that day, intending to donate it to a temple as Zhang Li had requested, hoping for a speedy recovery for Zhang Li's illness.

The money would come in handy now.

She handed the money to Yu Lianyi, pretending to apologize. "Uncle, I'm sorry for almost hitting you. Take this money as compensation for any medical expenses."

Yu Lianyi's eyes lit up at the sight of the money. He quickly grabbed it, stuffing it into his pocket as if afraid she might change her mind.

"No problem, no problem. I'll take this money and go to the hospital later."

Perhaps fearing she might reconsider, Yu Lianyi gripped his pocket, smiling slyly. "I'll just head to the hospital now, little lady…"

Cen Lingqiu nodded.

Yu Lianyi scurried away like a rat.

Cen Lingqiu watched coldly as the man hobbled away, then took out her phone and made a call.

A man's voice answered on the other end. "Hello, sis."

"Lin Dong, I need a few men."

When Yu Sui'an returned from school, planning to buy some groceries from the nearby supermarket, she saw two familiar figures. As she got closer, she realized it was her father and that woman.

Why was that woman giving her father money?

Yu Sui'an suspected Cen Lingqiu had ulterior motives and quickly took out her phone to record the scene.

When she got home, she immediately went to confront Yu Lianyi.

"Dad, was there a woman who gave you money just now?"

Yu Lianyi avoided her gaze. "What woman? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Dad!" Yu Sui'an raised her voice. "I clearly saw that woman give you money. What did she say to you?"

Yu Lianyi, thinking Yu Sui'an wanted to share the money, refused to admit anything, impatiently snapping, "Stop talking nonsense, girl! No woman gave me money!"

Yu Sui'an was getting desperate. She reached out to search his pockets, but he shoved her away, yelling, "You stupid girl, enough already!"

"Dad!" Yu Sui'an fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. "Don't you know how much pain Sister has suffered because of that family? How many times have they hurt her? How can you just take their money like this?"

Yu Lianyi was only interested in the latter part. "A villa? Does that man like your sister? Is his family rich?"

Yu Sui'an's anger flared. "Is that all you care about? What about Sister?"

Yu Lianyi clicked his tongue, slapping her across the face with a twisted grin. "Tell me that man's name! Your sister's just a pretty face, seducing men everywhere she goes—"

Yu Sui'an couldn't take it anymore. She covered her red, swollen face and ran out of the house.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Yu Lianyi grew agitated. He grabbed Yu Sui'an by the hair and slammed her head into the floor.

"Stupid girl, hurry up and tell me!"

Yu Sui'an's head soon started bleeding, staining her face red. Her eyes glazed over, and she bit her lip, refusing to say a word.

He kicked her in the stomach, then in the face, but Yu Sui'an just held her head and refused to speak.

"Fine! You're both so stubborn." Yu Lianyi viciously kicked her again and threatened, "If you don't talk, I'll go back to the village and dig up your mother's grave!"

Yu Sui'an knew her father's conscience had long been eroded by alcohol and gambling. For money, he was capable of anything.

Terrified, she trembled and finally uttered the name.

Satisfied, Yu Lianyi left.

Yu Sui'an lay on the floor, covered in bruises, unable to move.

As the pain engulfed her, one thought lingered in her mind.

Did it hurt this much when Sister was beaten?

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Yu Mingjiao had recently submitted her work and was now waiting for the results of the final round. With exams coming up in a few days, she spent the day studying at home.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, a loud, frantic knock.

She walked to the door and looked through the peephole, seeing Yu Sui'an's face.

Her face was covered in various bandages, and she looked extremely anxious.

Yu Mingjiao didn't want to open the door.

But Yu Sui'an's knocking grew more aggressive, louder.

Yu Mingjiao frowned, irritated.

She opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Yu Sui'an collapsed to her knees. Her legs had been kicked so hard by Yu Lianyi that she couldn't stand.

"Sister—" Yu Sui'an crawled to her side, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry— I'm so sorry."

Yu Mingjiao was puzzled and stepped away from her, her expression cold.

"If you want to cry, do it outside."

One of Yu Sui'an's eyes was swollen shut, so she could only look at Yu Mingjiao with the other.

"Dad's back." Her voice was trembling with fear. "I… I told him about you and that man. He… he's definitely going to ask that man for money…"

Yu Mingjiao gritted her teeth. "Are you crazy? Do you really want me to die, Yu Sui'an? Why can't you just grow up?!"

"I didn't want to tell him, Sister. I didn't want to say anything." Yu Sui'an's eyes were red with tears. "Even if he killed me, I wouldn't have said anything, but he threatened me with Mom's grave. I— I couldn't help it."

Yu Mingjiao stared at her.

Yu Sui'an's face was battered, with a deep handprint on her left cheek, swollen and painful.

She was crying so much that she looked both pitiful and terrifying.

Yu Mingjiao: "He hit you?"

Yu Sui'an nodded.

Yu Mingjiao only felt it was ironic.

Yu Sui'an had always been pampered. She had never been hit, rarely even scolded.

But now, as time passed, she had become the person Yu Mingjiao used to be.

Yu Mingjiao didn't feel sorry for her.

"Stop crying." Yu Mingjiao was irritated. "Come in."

She needed to know what had happened. Why had their father suddenly returned after abandoning them?

Yu Sui'an limped into the living room and sat on the sofa.

"Explain everything clearly."

Yu Mingjiao sat across from her, expressionless.

"Sister, that woman is definitely going to harm you!" Yu Sui'an said hurriedly. "I saw her giving Dad money!"

Yu Mingjiao supported her forehead with a cold look, obviously not believing her.

Seeing that Yu Mingjiao didn't believe her, Yu Sui'an jumped up from the sofa, limped to her side, and showed her the recorded video.

"Sister, don't get too close to her. She gave Dad money, so she must have bad intentions. Maybe…" Yu Sui'an's voice trembled with fear. With her youthful imagination running wild, she began to speak irrationally. "Maybe she asked Dad to do something bad to you. After all… Dad is your relative, so it would be easy for him."

"Shut up."

Yu Mingjiao interrupted her sharply.

She didn't even realize her tone had become a bit rigid.

"Leave if you have nothing else to say."

Yu Sui'an tried again, "Sister, Dad will definitely come looking for you again. He's not normal anymore. All he cares about is money, and he'll do anything to get it. Please… stay away from that woman. Her family will definitely team up with Dad to hurt you..."

Yu Mingjiao's irritation grew with the constant chattering of her younger sister.

"I told you to shut up!" Yu Mingjiao's voice was cold as she pointed to the door. "Get out."

Yu Sui'an's lips quivered with hurt. After the last unpleasant incident, she no longer dared to argue with Yu Mingjiao.

She covered her waist with her hand, slowly limping toward the door, looking back with every few steps.

As she reached the door, she turned back one last time.

"Sister, don't get too close to that woman. She doesn't truly care about you."

The living room returned to silence.

Yu Mingjiao bent over, exhausted, covering her face with her hands.

She couldn't stop thinking about the video she had just seen.

She had clearly seen Cen Lingqiu give money to her father and say something to him before he left with a smile on his face.

That woman knew her father. In the past, she and Lin Dong had investigated every aspect of her life. She must know what her father looked like.

And she also knew how much she hated that man.

Why did she give him money?

What did she say to him? Was it about her?

Yu Sui'an's earlier words echoed in her ears like the devil's whisper, drilling into her mind and invading her reason.

Did this woman really have ulterior motives?

Just like Yu Sui'an said.

No.

Impossible.

This is just a video; it doesn't prove anything.

Yu Mingjiao tried to convince herself.

But her thoughts were like a storm, sweeping her away. Even a slight suspicion made Yu Mingjiao imagine all sorts of extreme outcomes.

She was naturally suspicious, and even the smallest disturbance could shatter her rationality.

Yu Mingjiao's eyes began to fill with madness, and her nails kept scratching at her wrists. Soon, her pale, slender wrists were marked with long, bloody scratches.

She was completely unaware of the pain.

Yu Mingjiao had thought about asking Cen Lingqiu about the situation.

But she never did.

She was afraid the truth would be as she feared.

She couldn't bear the thought of being deceived by Cen Lingqiu.

Not at all.

So she kept suppressing her almost overwhelming suspicion, waiting for Cen Lingqiu to bring it up herself.

But Cen Lingqiu behaved as if nothing had happened. She even showed concern, asking Yu Mingjiao if she had been eating properly, saying she had lost weight.

When Yu Mingjiao heard her concern, she felt two conflicting emotions arise within her.

One was cold and detached.

A disgusting, hypocritical woman.

The other was wounded.

Why do you still care about me? Is it so hard to be honest with me?

These two voices kept arguing in her mind, and Yu Mingjiao felt like she was on the verge of losing her sanity.

While they were having dinner, Cen Lingqiu received a phone call and went out to the balcony to answer it.

Yu Mingjiao watched Cen Lingqiu as she spoke on the phone, gripping her chopsticks tightly.

In the past, Cen Lingqiu would answer her calls in front of her.

Why was she hiding to take the call now? Was there something she couldn't let her hear?

The weed of suspicion grew more fiercely.

Cen Lingqiu had no idea about Yu Mingjiao's suppressed anxiety; she was just talking on the phone.

"Is it done?" she asked.

The person on the other end replied, "Yes, Miss. We beat him up. His legs and hands are broken, and he's bedridden."

"Good."

Cen Lingqiu hung up the phone, a faint, cold smile on her lips.

That man shouldn't have the energy to bother Yu Mingjiao now.

Cen Lingqiu had deliberately given him money, knowing that the first thing he'd do was gamble it away. She also arranged for some loan sharks through Lin Dong, who had wide connections and knew all kinds of people.

She instructed these loan sharks to lure Yu Lianyi into gambling with promises of high returns, letting him win at first before cheating him out of everything.

When Yu Lianyi, desperate, took out a high-interest loan, they convinced him that he would win it back. But by then, he had already lost his senses and agreed. After signing the contract, he realized that he had to repay the loan within three days.

He lost again in the subsequent games, now owing a large debt he couldn't possibly repay in time.

The loan sharks then beat him severely when he couldn't pay.

From now on, as long as he couldn't pay, his life would be in their hands.

She wanted this man to live like a dog for the rest of his life, far away from Yu Mingjiao.

But she didn't plan to tell Yu Mingjiao about any of this. Whatever happened to that man had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want her to be exposed to such dirty dealings.

If she was going to tell her, it would be on her birthday—as a sort of gift.

Cen Lingqiu walked into the living room and saw that Yu Mingjiao had been scratching her palm.

She stepped forward and gently took Yu Mingjiao's hands, frowning. "What are you doing?"

Yu Mingjiao turned her head away, her voice cold and hard. "I don't know."

Cen Lingqiu: "..."

What's wrong with her now?

Yu Lianyi stayed in the hospital for several days. Eventually, he ran out of money for the hospital fees and had to leave.

His legs and arms were broken, and he could only limp back home with awkward movements.

After checking out of the hospital, as he was leaving, he accidentally bumped into a man who was walking in while looking at his phone. Yu Lianyi's frail body couldn't withstand the impact, and he fell to the ground.

The man raised his eyes from the phone and looked at Yu Lianyi.

He frowned, seeming to debate whether to help him up. Finally, with a sigh, he grabbed Yu Lianyi's hand and pulled him to his feet.

The man was strong and pulled too hard, making Yu Lianyi feel like his bones were falling apart. He cried out in pain.

Seeing that he was standing, the man let go and was about to walk past him when Yu Lianyi suddenly grabbed his arm.

"You are—" Yu Lianyi squinted at him, "Lin Dong, right?"

Lin Dong stopped and narrowed his eyes.

Yu Lianyi leaned on his crutch and gave him a flattering smile. "I'm Yu Mingjiao's father."

Yu Mingjiao's birthday fell on the winter solstice. The day before, she suddenly received a call from Yu Lianyi, which she immediately hung up.

Yu Lianyi called again.

Yu Mingjiao stared at her phone, recalling the video Yu Sui'an had shown her.

After a few seconds of hesitation, she answered.

"Mingjiao, how have you been?" Yu Lianyi's fake, jovial voice came through the phone.

"Just get to the point," Yu Mingjiao said coldly.

There was a brief pause. "Hahaha, well, it's like this. A few days ago, I found your mother's diary, and after thinking about it, I realized it's better to give it to you."

Yu Mingjiao knew it was an excuse, but she couldn't help feeling drawn to the idea of having something that belonged to her mother. Besides, she wanted to know what Cen Lingqiu had said to Yu Lianyi that day.

There were too many unanswered questions.

"I'll be there."

It was snowing again.

Yu Mingjiao took a taxi to her old home.

She hadn't been back in a long time. Sometimes, she felt like she would never return to this place again in her life.

She didn't like this house.

It wasn't a home.

Yu Mingjiao went upstairs and knocked on the door.

It took several minutes for someone to answer. Yu Lianyi appeared on crutches, with thick plaster casts on his left leg and right hand. He looked like a weathered, broken old dog.

"Mingjiao," Yu Lianyi greeted her with a smile.

His smile made Yu Mingjiao want to vomit.

"Where are my mother's things?" she asked directly.

Yu Lianyi walked to the living room and handed her a glass of water. "It's cold outside. Have some water first."

Yu Mingjiao ignored him. "The diary you mentioned—it doesn't exist, does it?"

Yu Lianyi's eyes darted away. "What are you talking about? Of course, it exists. I'll give it to you later. No need to rush."

He was really getting on her nerves.

Yu Mingjiao didn't want to waste any more time. She was too tired to engage in his games. She pressed her hand against her forehead and spoke in a cold, measured tone. "What did the woman who gave you money say to you that day?"

Yu Lianyi nervously rubbed his fingers together, trying to hide his discomfort. "What woman? Mingjiao, you're talking nonsense. I don't know what you mean."

Why does everyone want to keep things hidden?

Yu Mingjiao's eyes darkened with suspicion, the doubts in her heart growing stronger and stronger.

"Mingjiao, drink some water first." Yu Lianyi pushed the glass closer to her.

He was pushing too hard for her to drink the water—it was definitely suspicious.

Her so-called "father" was capable of anything for the sake of money.

Yu Mingjiao tapped the glass with her nails, then suddenly said, "Dad, I remember I left a bank card in my room. Mom saved some money for me, but I forgot to take it when I left. Could you get it for me?"

Yu Lianyi perked up at the mention of money. "Really? Sure, I'll get it for you right away."

He clumsily hobbled to the room on his crutches.

Yu Mingjiao sneered and quickly swapped the two glasses of water on the table.

After a while, Yu Lianyi came back with a bank card, his eyes gleaming. "Mingjiao, is this the one?"

Yu Mingjiao took a step forward and glanced at it. "Yes."

"How much did your mother save for you?" Yu Lianyi asked eagerly.

Yu Mingjiao thought for a moment. "A few hundred thousand."

"A few hundred thousand…" Yu Lianyi murmured, his excitement growing. "Do you remember the password?"

"The password…" Yu Mingjiao took a sip from the edge of the glass and feigned distress. "Dad, the water seems cold."

"Cold?" Eager to please her, Yu Lianyi picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip. "It's not that cold."

"Can you pour me a new glass?"

In his desperation to get the password, Yu Lianyi swallowed his temper and pretended to be a kind father. "Sure, I'll get it for you."

But after taking a few steps, he collapsed to the ground.

Yu Mingjiao's expression remained calm as she glanced at the man lying on the floor, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

She walked over to him, rummaged through his pockets, and pulled out his phone, unlocking it with his fingerprint.

The first thing she did was check his contacts.

Among the many numbers, her eyes locked onto a familiar one.

She tapped it and called.

The phone rang for several seconds before it was answered.

"Hello." A familiar, loathsome voice pierced her ear like a needle.

The male voice on the other end was casual. "So, is your daughter taken care of?"

Lin Dong!

Yu Mingjiao bit her lip, hung up the phone, and hurled it to the ground.

The cheap phone shattered into pieces.

A shard of the broken phone grazed her cheek, leaving a thin line of blood.

At that moment, all her suspicions seemed to solidify.

She couldn't help but link the three of them together.

Cen Lingqiu had given her father money. Her father and Lin Dong had reached some sort of agreement. The water was drugged. Everything pointed to one conclusion: these people saw her as nothing more than a pawn in their scheme.

What hurt the most was Cen Lingqiu's betrayal.

Was this woman really just like her brother? Did

she give Yu Lianyi money just to help her brother use their father to ensnare her in their plan?

Why?

Is this really the case?

Why hide it from her?

Why lie to her?

Why couldn't she just be honest?

Lin Qiu.

Yu Mingjiao seethed as she repeated the name in her mind.

She felt like she was drowning in a storm, cold and alone.

Her eyes reddened as she collapsed into a heap on the floor, overwhelmed by rage and despair.

On the other side, Lin Dong was confused. His recurring headaches from the car accident were bothering him again, so he decided to visit a friend at the hospital. There, he coincidentally ran into Yu Mingjiao's father. The man said he was optimistic about them and claimed he could get his daughter to come to him willingly.

Lin Dong had been under surveillance by his grandfather's men and wasn't allowed to see Yu Mingjiao. He had been racking his brain trying to figure out how to get her to come to him, and now someone had offered to help. Naturally, he accepted.

But why had the call suddenly ended?

When Cen Lingqiu visited the temple to donate incense money, she saw a string of red sandalwood beads, finely crafted and simple.

When she saw the red cord bracelet, she immediately thought of Yu Mingjiao.

Yu Mingjiao's wrists were like jade, pale and delicate, and the red would complement her skin beautifully.

She bought it, planning to give it to her.

Tomorrow was her birthday. If everything went as planned, her mission would be nearly complete. She wanted to give her a small gift before leaving.

Hearing movement from the other side of the door, Cen Lingqiu opened it. "Where have you been?"

"Why are you covered in snow? Didn't you have an umbrella?"

Yu Mingjiao entered without even looking at her, her head down.

Cen Lingqiu followed her inside.

She took out the bracelet and offered it to her. "I saw this bracelet at the temple. It seemed perfect for you. Try it on."

Cen Lingqiu reached out to put the bracelet on her wrist.

But Yu Mingjiao jerked away, swatting her hand and sending the bracelet flying into the corner of the living room.

Cen Lingqiu: "......"

She calmly watched the bracelet fall, then turned her gaze back to Yu Mingjiao. "What's going on?"

"Lin Qiu."

Yu Mingjiao's voice was icy. "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"What do you think?" Yu Mingjiao sneered. "Why did you give money to my father? What are you planning to do to me?"

"Are you trying to destroy me?"

"Or are you using my father to trap me in your damned cage again, making me a toy for you and your brother?"

Cen Lingqiu didn't know how Yu Mingjiao had learned about the money, but she picked up on the key points in her questions.

"You think… I want to hurt you?"

"What else?" Yu Mingjiao's expression was colder than ever. "Isn't that the kind of person you are?"

Cen Lingqiu was silent, frowning slightly.

"You don't trust me?"

"Why should I?"

Of course, Yu Mingjiao had no reason to trust her.

The original owner had done terrible things to her. Cen Lingqiu was just a soul occupying someone else's body. Yu Mingjiao had no reason to believe in her.

Cen Lingqiu couldn't help but find her earlier question absurd.

She had just wanted to explain herself when Yu Mingjiao accused her, hoping she might be different from the others who had hurt her in the past.

But in reality, everyone in this world was the same—including Yu Mingjiao.

She had gotten too involved in this world, foolishly believing Yu Mingjiao would trust her.

She wasn't like this before. No matter the mission, she had never cared about any of the characters, always leaving the world without looking back.

But Yu Mingjiao had made her break her own rules.

She had started to feel a sense of attachment, wanting to give Yu Mingjiao something meaningful before leaving.

She had thought Yu Mingjiao was different.

But in the end, it was all the same.

Cen Lingqiu realized she had let herself get too caught up in this world, developing unnecessary emotions.

This couldn't continue.

She didn't want to have any lingering attachments to a mission world.

It was pointless.

Cen Lingqiu felt like a traveler who had wandered off the path for too long, suddenly realizing her mistake and deciding to turn back.

[Seven.]

She called out to the system in her mind.

[Yes?]

[Check Yu Mingjiao's self-destruction coefficient.]

[Twenty percent.]

That's good.

Yu Mingjiao had finally stopped breaking down over these things.

Cen Lingqiu no longer felt the need to explain. She believed Yu Mingjiao wouldn't self-destruct because of this. Tomorrow was her birthday. Once she got through it, everything would go back to normal.

"I have nothing to say," Cen Lingqiu sighed softly.

Yu Mingjiao was taken aback by this response, gritting her teeth.

"Why won't you say anything?"

"Why did you keep this from me?"

"You haven't changed at all!" Yu Mingjiao loathed her calmness. Her misty eyes were like a dull blade, cutting through Cen Lingqiu's reason and leaving her unsettled.

The past few days of suspicion, Cen Lingqiu's secrecy, and her father's manipulation had all been slowly driving her to the edge.

And now, all the pent-up emotions were spilling out in dark, venomous words, torn open by Cen Lingqiu's indifference.

"You're just a hypocritical woman!"

"You've never been sincere with me. If you hated me so much, why didn't you just kill me from the start? Why did you pretend to be some kind of saint and deceive me?"

Yu Mingjiao clutched her head in agony, feeling like she was losing her mind.

But she didn't even know why she was so upset.

The more crazed she became, the more her words cut like knives.

"You're no different from the rest of them—disgusting bitches!"

"Go to hell."

No matter how frenzied she became, Cen Lingqiu remained calm.

But that calmness was what Yu Mingjiao hated most. She wanted Cen Lingqiu to say something, anything, but she said nothing.

It wasn't that Cen Lingqiu didn't want to respond. She wanted to, but she didn't know what to say or how to say it.

She just felt tired.

What was the point of explaining? Would Yu Mingjiao believe her?

Even if she did, it wouldn't change anything. Cen Lingqiu's mission was almost over. After tomorrow, she would leave this world, and the original owner's body would die.

Whether Yu Mingjiao believed her or not no longer mattered. It was better if she just kept hating the original owner.

After all, the victim should never forgive the abuser.

Cen Lingqiu sighed and said, "Calm down."

"Don't come to celebrate my birthday tomorrow."

Yu Mingjiao's rage subsided as she suddenly became unnervingly calm, her voice void of any emotion.

"I feel sick."