That finger trembled violently as if out of control, its tip was icy cold, and beads of sweat slid down its forehead.

He was scared...

My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Looking at the blood all over the ground and Liu Yuelan's face, Shen Zhiyu's mind went blank.

The glaring crimson spread before my eyes.

Liu Yuelan's face was ashen, her lips were bluish, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Her body lay quietly on the ground.

If Liu Yuelan really dies.

The moment this thought crossed his mind, Shen Zhiyu shuddered violently and almost collapsed.

Putting aside her parents' objections, her hot-tempered younger brother alone could tear him apart!

The village chief's family has always been protective of their own, and this incident has happened.

The whole village would probably point their fingers at him and curse him.

He dared not think about what would happen next, only feeling dizzy and disoriented.

The village's barefoot doctor had long been invited to the town to deliver babies, and the nearest hospital was thirty miles away.

By the time the ambulance arrived, the person was already cold.

Who can bring her back to life?

Shen Zhiyu's mind raced, his eyes darting frantically over everyone in the room.

Suddenly, he looked up sharply and stared at Su Chenwei.

She remained silent throughout, observing coldly.

She stood in the shadows, her expression calm.

He crawled over, his knees and elbows leaving long trails in the pool of blood.

"Sister-in-law! Save her! Please, sister-in-law! I know you can save her!"

"Your medicine! I survived the snake bite last time because I took your medicine! Quickly, give it to Lan Yin!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and tears mixed with sweat streamed into the corners of his mouth.

"As long as you save her life, I'll give you whatever you want! I'll work for you from now on, I'll be your slave, I'm willing to do anything for you! Sister-in-law!"

He practically screamed it out, his voice cracking.

Zhu Xiuqin also staggered over, her legs unsteady, and she almost tripped over the threshold.

She forced an awkward smile, her lips twitched, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, you're usually the smartest and have the most ideas. You have to save the second son's family! Otherwise, our whole family will go to jail, and the family will fall apart!"

"We don't care if we go to jail, but our boss is still in the army! What if he gets implicated and discharged? Shen Wei, please, have a change of heart and think of a way to save his life!"

As she spoke, she knelt down and banged her forehead heavily on the ground.

Su Chenwei coldly stared at the mother and son, her gaze tracing their blood-stained faces inch by inch.

He sneered inwardly.

When she accidentally caused the death of the lonely and helpless Su Chenwei.

How could these people be afraid at all?

She was pushed off a cliff and her body was never found; no one even provided her with a thin coffin.

And what about them?

They gathered around the fire, drinking and eating meat, calling her a "jinx" who brought misfortune to the family; her death would bring peace.

Now, they are kneeling here, crying and begging her to save them.

It's laughable, pathetic, and even more hateful.

They wrapped the body in a straw mat overnight and threw it into the back mountain without even a proper condolence!

The straw mat was rough and worn, with mud and withered willow branches stuck to its edges.

One of the corpse's hands was exposed, pale and cold, with bluish-purple fingertips.

The wind howled on the back mountain, and dark shadows loomed through the woods.

They left in such a hurry that they even dug the pit crookedly.

The soil was simply piled up haphazardly, without even a marker stone being erected.

This is hardly a funeral procession.

It was clearly an attempt to erase all traces!

When a person who has done evil cries and begs for forgiveness, it is not out of genuine remorse.

Their tears were not out of guilt, but out of fear of punishment.

They knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces, crying out, "I was wrong."

But his eyes were full of calculation.

If they manage to escape by chance, they will probably forget their vows made today.

What they fear is never divine retribution, but rather being brought to justice, imprisonment, and disgrace.

They're just afraid of getting unlucky!

They were afraid of going to jail, afraid of losing money, and afraid of losing everything they had.

They don't care whether the dead rest in peace, or whether their souls are saved.

What they care about is whether they will be implicated, whether they will be scorned by the public, and whether they will fall into a quagmire from which they can never recover.

Su Chenwei ignored the mother and son and walked to Liu Yuelan's side, reaching out to feel her neck.

She crouched down, her sleeve slipped down, revealing a section of her fair wrist.

She frowned slightly, her fingertips pressing down gently, but all was still silent.

There was nothing below the nostrils, not even a wisp of air.

There was still no movement.

It's out of breath.

She remembers the original owner's memories.

Liu Yuelan, the chosen one who should have had a smooth and successful life, was supposed to be the hope of the family's future and a benefactor destined by fate.

But now, he died in his own home, silently and without explanation.

This indicates that the gears of fate have begun to shift.

The original storyline has been completely disrupted.

Liu Yuelan, who should have been the chosen one, inexplicably lost her life.

There were no miraculous encounters, no benefactors to help, and no chance to defy fate.

She didn't even have a chance to struggle before she was silently wiped out.

A cold glint flashed in Su Chenwei's eyes; she already had doubts in her heart, but she did not voice them for the time being.

So, who will be next to get into trouble?

Is it her, the "elder sister-in-law"?

Or other innocent people?

The undercurrents within the mansion were far more turbulent than she had imagined.

She must proceed with extreme caution and cannot afford to be careless in the slightest.

Otherwise, she herself might be the next one lying on the straw mat.

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