After the two cried for a while, Yan Ranran suddenly remembered something and quickly let go of Li Yueyue.

She looked anxious and worried, and said directly to Li Yueyue, "Yueyue! I'm about to die, but before I die, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Waaah, Ranran, you said that no matter what it is, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."

There's nothing Li Yueyue wouldn't help, so she tearfully agreed.

Yan Ranran breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said, "Don't worry, Yueyue! You can definitely handle this."

"Okay, Ranran, you can tell me then."

Yan Ranran didn't beat around the bush and said directly to her, "Yueyue, the thing I'm asking you for is very simple."

"So, I hope you can keep this a secret for me, okay?"

"Yes!" Upon hearing about this, Li Yueyue nodded without hesitation.

Actually, even if Yan Ranran didn't tell her, she definitely wouldn't easily reveal this matter.

Since Yan Ranran and the others went to such lengths to deceive Wang Qingge, this matter must be extremely important to her.

Therefore, even if Yan Ranran didn't say anything, Li Yueyue would definitely keep this secret for her.

But this time, Li Yueyue's thinking was too simplistic, because Yan Ranran's request was not so simple.

Although Yan Ranran saw Li Yueyue nod, she was not happy. Instead, she looked at Li Yueyue with a serious expression and continued to speak.

"Yueyue, that's not what I meant. I just hope you can keep this secret for me for the rest of your life."

"Even if you have to keep this secret to yourself, please never tell anyone, okay?"

"What?!" Upon hearing this, Li Yueyue looked at her in surprise.

Because in Li Yueyue's own mind, she believed that if Yan Ranran really died...

Then she could tell the truth and let everyone know that she had not actually betrayed Wang Qingge.

Everything Yan Ranran did was for Wang Qingge.

That way, she could get Yan Ranran forgiven for the injustice she suffered.

But now, Yan Ranran is telling her to keep this matter buried in her heart for the rest of her life.

This puzzled her greatly, and she couldn't figure it out no matter what she did.

Unable to understand any of this, Li Yueyue asked directly, "Ranran, why is this happening?"

"Why can't we talk about this for the rest of our lives?"

Yan Ranran continued to look at her with a serious expression: "Yes, it means you can never say it for the rest of your life. Can you do that?"

"But, but why?" Li Yueyue couldn't understand why Yan Ranran would do this.

"Yueyue, don't you understand yet?" Yan Ranran continued to explain.

"I did so much just to keep Wang Qingge from knowing that I have a terminal illness."

"If he finds out that I died of a terminal illness, then everything I've done will be exposed and all my efforts will have been in vain."

"After I die, you should tell him that I lied to him because I actually had a terminal illness."

"Then all our efforts will be wasted, and doing so will only make him more heartbroken and upset, you know?"

"So whether I live or die, the secret that I have a terminal illness can never be revealed."

"If the secret that I have a terminal illness is made public, it will only make more people sad, especially him."

"Therefore, my affairs must never be known to the world, not even after my death."

“Especially Wang Qingge, he is the one who should least know the truth.”

"Only by making the world believe that I died in an accident, and that I betrayed Wang Qingge."

"Then nothing will change, Yueyue, do you understand?"

Only after listening to Yan Ranran's explanation did Li Yueyue finally understand.

Yes! In cases like hers, with scams like this, once it starts, there's no turning back.

Because if you turn back halfway, everything you've done so far will be for nothing.

Li Yueyue hadn't thought of this before, but now, after Yan Ranran's reminder, she understood.

But it was precisely because she understood the reason for her coming here that she was in even greater pain.

It was hard to accept; Li Yueyue was so saddened by her that she couldn't even cry.

"No, Ranran, I can't do it." After learning the truth, Li Yueyue said, unable to do it.

"Yueyue, I'm begging you, okay?"

Yan Ranran looked at her with great fear and worry, and Li Yueyue felt the same way.

"Ranran, please, I'm begging you too, okay?" Li Yueyue said in the same way.

"Ranran, do you know what people outside are saying about you and how they're slandering you?"

"They call you a whore, they say you're a money-grubbing woman."

“I didn’t know these things before. As for your situation, just pretend you didn’t see them and move on.”

"But now that you've let me know the truth, I can let it go."

"But why can't I clear your name even after you've died, and prove your innocence?"

"Do you want me to just stand by and watch people point at you and call you a whore even after you're dead?"

"I'm sorry! I can't do it, I really can't remain indifferent."

How could Yan Ranran not know or understand what Li Yueyue was saying?

But from the moment she decided to lie to Wang Qingge, she was already prepared to face everything.

So no matter what the circumstances, nothing can change her mind now.

"Yueyue! I know, I know what you're saying, but I don't care."

"I didn't care when I was alive, so why would I care what others say about me after I'm dead?"

"Let them say what they want! I just hope that those who love me won't suffer because of this."

"That's all I want, so please, Yueyue."

"You must keep this secret for me forever, okay?"

“I know you can do it, and you can choose to break your promise at any time after I die, but I believe you will never do that.”

"I only have this one request. Please, for the sake of our past acquaintance, help me one last time, okay?"

"Waaah! Ranran." Li Yueyue could no longer hold back her tears and burst into sobs, because Yan Ranran's situation was causing her immense distress.

She never expected the other party to be so cruel to her, deciding to let others misunderstand her for a lifetime and keep a false secret.

How could she possibly refuse someone like that who begged her?