Let's talk about it separately in Chapter 144.

Zhu Jin turned around, thinking Shen Shuangmiao was asleep, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He stood up, his eyes now filled with a cold, menacing glint.

"Keep an eye on her," he instructed the maid outside the door, then turned to leave.

"etc!"

Shen Shuangmiao finally couldn't hold back and suddenly sat up in bed, calling out to him.

She wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

She knew that Zhao Mobai wouldn't let this go.

She could no longer hide behind Zhu Jin and let these two men turn against each other because of her.

“I’ll go out and talk to him.”

Shen Shuangmiao looked at Zhu Jin and said firmly, "No matter what he wants to do, I'll be here tonight, nothing will happen."

Zhu Jin frowned and resolutely refused: "No way!"

“I have to go.” Shen Shuang’s tone turned cold. “This is between him and me. You can’t stop me. Get out of my way.”

She threw off the covers and got out of bed, ignoring Zhu Jin's gloomy face, and walked straight to the door.

When she opened the bedroom door, she saw the Zhu family and Zhao Mobai's men confronting each other in the downstairs hall.

The atmosphere between them was tense, with the imminent threat of violence.

Shen Shuangmiao was not in a good mood as she walked down the stairs step by step.

Hearing the noise, everyone's eyes were drawn to her.

“Zhao Mobai,” Shen Shuangmiao looked down at the man she hadn’t seen in a long time, “let’s talk alone.”

Zhu Jin followed him out and gave him a wink.

Immediately, someone came out and led Shen Shuangmiao and Zhao Mobai to the reception room of the Zhu family's old residence.

The door closed gently.

Zhao Mobai stood by the window with his back to Shen Shuangmiao, his shoulders tense.

Shen Shuangmiao could sense his anger.

"Shen Shuangmiao," Zhao Mobai finally turned around, his eyes bloodshot, "What exactly do you want? Huh?"

He approached her step by step, his gaze filled with a desire to devour her whole and possess her forever.

"You're already married to me! We're a legally recognized couple. What are you doing now? Have you changed your mind? You feel sorry for Zhu Jin now that he's about to collapse? Do you want to go back to him and be your savior?"

His question was tinged with sarcasm and jealousy.

Shen Shuang met his gaze without flinching.

She looked at the man in front of her, who had once been witty and humorous, but now seemed obsessive and distant.

Like another Zhu Jin who couldn't have the one he loved.

"Zhao Mobai, what are you doing again? We made it very clear from the beginning that our marriage would bring convenience and peace to both sides, and that we would not interfere with each other. Why are you chasing after me like this now?"

"Why……"

Zhao Mobai thought he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Shen Shuangmiao, I've told you before that I've truly fallen in love with you. You're my wife. Now Zhu Jin has taken you away, and you've even slept with him. How can you expect me to remain indifferent?"

He was breathing heavily, his eyes filled with pain: "Yes, I admit it. At first, it was a mutually beneficial arrangement, but what happened later? Can't you feel how I treated you? I really..."

Zhao Mobai's next words stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

Shen Shuangmiao's heart sank.

It wasn't that she was completely ignorant; she simply deliberately avoided it, fearing that Zhao Mobai would also demand the same emotional investment from her.

"I don't want to be with him." Shen Shuangmiao closed her eyes and then opened them again, her voice filled with deep weariness.

"I am well aware of the irreparable damage between him and me."

A glimmer of light had just appeared in Zhao Mobai's eyes, but it was completely shattered by her next words.

"but,"

Shen Shuangmiao stared at him, "This doesn't mean I can just stand by and watch you take this opportunity to drive him to the brink of despair, bankrupt him, and make him lose the last thought of living. Mo Bai, what you're doing is too ruthless."

"He was suicidal; he didn't want to live anymore."

Shen Shuangmiao's voice began to tremble, "Even if I hate him, resent him, and want to get rid of him completely, at least I have to see him live peacefully in this world. I don't want to be the reason that drove him to his death."

Zhao Mobai looked at her incredulously, as if he were seeing her for the first time, and then sneered.

"Shen Shuangmiao, put away your ridiculous act of helping others. Have you forgotten how he treated you back then?"

"When you divorced me because of a ridiculous misunderstanding, and tormented and hurt me, did you ever show any mercy during the breakup? Have you forgotten all of that?"

Shen Shuangmiao's face paled, but she still kept her back straight.

“I haven’t forgotten.” Her voice was low. “I will never forget. But Zhao Mobai, there’s one thing that Zhu Jin is different from you.”

Shen Shuangmiao raised her eyes and looked directly at Zhao Mobai: "No matter how much he hates me or how out of control he is, he would never really let me die, so I will not stand by and watch him die."

The reception room fell into a deathly silence.

The anger on Zhao Mobai's face gradually faded, leaving his eyes filled with dejected and cold emotions.

He stared at Shen Shuangmiao for a very long time before finally managing to force a smile that was more like a grimace.

"Okay. Then I'll ask you one last question."

Zhao Mobai stared intently into Shen Shuangmiao's eyes, not missing any subtle changes in her expression: "If Zhu Jin told you today that he could only live if you stayed by his side, would you be willing?"

Shen Shuangmiao was stunned.

The image of Zhu Jin's calm eyes and the way he calmly arranged his affairs after his death flashed through her mind.

After a long while, Shen Shuangmiao slowly shook her head.

He wouldn't say that.

Her tone was certain: "Zhu Jin is more proud than anyone else, and also more foolish than anyone else."

"If he feels that forcing me to stay by his side will not bring me happiness or joy, then the only thing he will do is let go. If he cannot accept the pain of losing me, he can only end his life quietly."

“He felt that my only hope in this world was me, but if I was unhappy, he would rather give up that hope, so I couldn’t be so cruel as to force him to his death.”

These words were extremely difficult for Shen Shuangmiao to say.

This is Zhu Jin. His love and hate are both extreme.

His world had already collapsed the moment she married Zhao Mobai.

A month together was just the final farewell.

From the very beginning, Zhu Jin was determined to die; he had made up his mind.

The color drained from Zhao Mobai's face little by little.

He finally understood completely.

He lost.

They didn't lose because of their abilities, but because of the entanglement between them involving reason and life and death.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the bond between Shen Shuangmiao and Zhu Jin.

Just like he likes Shen Shuangmiao, but he would never do what Zhu Jin did, even if it meant dying.

That's why he lost so completely.

Zhao Mobai chuckled softly, his laughter filled with self-deprecation and...

"Alright, you two are truly awe-inspiring and devoted to each other through thick and thin. No one can interfere with your relationship, is that alright?"

His eyes were red-rimmed, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

Zhao Mobai stared intently at Shen Shuangmiao, the last trace of warmth in his eyes vanishing.

"Alright, Shen Shuangmiao, I'll let go."

He took a deep breath.