Chapter 62 A clever trick to kill with a borrowed knife

"Why...am I not standing high enough?"

Lu Haowen made a strange hoarse sound, like a mix of crying and laughing, "Three times! I've confessed to you three times! I've begged you to turn around and look at me, like a dog! Why is it so hard?"

"You're always so pure... so far away... why can't you turn around and look at me?"

“The master told me that if I did this, I could have you. I exchanged everything for this Buddha statue, and it brought me to you… It finally made you mine…”

At this point, Lu Haowen's pupils contracted sharply, as if he had returned to the despair of being rejected countless times. His voice suddenly became shrill, "Wen Xubai! You chose me first! You walked towards me first! Now you want to run away? You want to turn me back into that pathetic piece of trash? Don't even think about it!"

"Look at me! Wen Xubai! You must look at me!"

He twisted his body violently, trying to break free of his restraints, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Wen Xubai as he roared, "If I'm not having a good time... you won't get away with it either! If we're going to rot, we'll rot together in the mud, then we'll still be together, hahahaha!!!"

This roar, filled with a humble yet insane possessiveness, was like a thunderclap hitting the water, instantly creating towering waves.

Everyone was stunned by Lu Haowen's twisted love and hatred.

Almost instantly, Wen Xubai's breath hitched.

The next second, his eyes quickly filled with tears. He suppressed his grief, ignored the people around him who were trying to stop him, took a step forward, and squatted down to look Lu Haowen in the eye.

"Haowen! Wake up! We're just friends! I've always considered you my best friend!"

Wen Xubai seemed to have suffered immense slander and hurt, his voice trembling, "How could you... how could you have such thoughts, and resort to these crooked and evil methods!"

These words instantly positioned Lu Haowen as a fanatic driven by love turned to hate, even resorting to evil magic, and now he had gone out of control and gone mad.

The surrounding staff members' gazes immediately became mixed, filled with sympathy for Wen Xubai and fear of Lu Haowen.

So, Teacher Lu harbored such feelings for Teacher Wen? And was so persistent in pursuing her because of it?

Wen Xubai appeared to be clarifying things, but in reality, every word he said was leading the conversation.

The words reveal that Lu Haowen is harassing him and continuing to do bad things to him, and now, because he can't get what he wants, he wants to destroy him.

It's changed again.

Xie Xun watched Wen Xubai's vivid and expressive performance on the other end of the line, and his heart skipped a beat. A chill ran down his spine, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

The feeling was like suddenly gulping down a mouthful of ice water in the dead of winter, causing his stomach to clench.

He recalled that time at the coffee shop when Wen Xubai sat across from him. When they talked about how Lu Haowen might be the one who harmed him, he was shocked and hurt, just like a love-struck fool who was stabbed in the back by his partner but refused to believe it.

His brows were so furrowed that they could practically trap a mosquito.

But what about now?

As soon as Lu Haowen made the revelation, he couldn't wait to distance himself and throw mud at others faster than anyone else.

Lu Haowen was someone he had dated and slept in the same bed with, yet he just dumped him like that and even managed to portray himself as an innocent victim.

How hard must one's heart be?

If Wen Xubai can be so ruthless to his own bedmate, then what about Xie Xun?

He suddenly remembered how terrified and frightened Wen Xubai had been when he begged him for help.

Could it be... that this was all a play written, directed, and acted by Wen Xubai from beginning to end?

"Wow, his acting is really good! It's a real shame he's not a movie star!"

At this moment, Fu Qinghuai suddenly leaned over, his voice carrying a hint of amusement, "Xunxun, do you think there might be someone else who actually raises ghost children?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Qinghuai stretched out two fingers, as if holding a cigarette, and pinched them in mid-air, pulling out a wisp of twisting black energy from Wen Xubai's body.

The black mist swirled around his fingertips like a restless little snake, constantly trying to drift towards Wen Xubai, who was squatting on the ground.

Xie Xun's pupils contracted slightly.

He couldn't see the complex flow of fortune, but the black energy actually found its way on its own. Combined with Fu Qinghuai's previous judgment, the last bit of uncertainty in his heart completely disappeared.

Wen Xubai, there was definitely something wrong with him.

Fu Qinghuai took in his reaction, then moved even closer, almost whispering mockingly into his ear.

"This thing knows its own way; I'm afraid the hook for its luck will get stuck on this unfortunate fellow at one end, and at the other end..."

He glanced in Wen Xubai's direction, "But they're all being held by that kind man on the ground."

Xie Xun stared at the wisp of black energy twisting and struggling between his fingers, his brows furrowed. He seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps asking Fu Qinghuai, "So, Lu Haowen's ghostly appearance is because he's actually just a passing-by benefactor?"

This word clearly pleased Fu Qinghuai.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and a smug smile appeared on his lips. Even the tone of his explanation rose slightly, giving the impression that he was practically wagging his tail.

"That's right, he's just a passing-by God of Wealth, or you could say he's just a sieve."

Fu Qinghuai flicked his finger, and the wisp of black mist vanished instantly. He then continued, "This broken Buddha statue is like a sieve, seemingly able to hold anything, but it's actually quite shrewd. It sifted out all the prickly, hard, and poisonous things, leaving them here for Lu Haowen to choke into this wretched state."

"Seven out of ten of the best rice that was left leaked out and quietly flowed into Wen Xubai's rice jar."

At that moment, Xie Xun had a sudden epiphany and completely understood.

The chill felt like fine needles, piercing his limbs and bones.

It turns out that he wasn't there to save people from the beginning; he was just a tool that Wen Xubai carefully chose to expose Lu Haowen.

What Wen Xubai wanted was not to break the evil spell or win back his lover.

He needs a professional of sufficient stature to witness Lu Haowen's madness firsthand and to personally confirm Lu Haowen's crime of using evil magic to harm people.

And he, with his pure Yin constitution and his recent outstanding performance in a special event, was undoubtedly the best candidate.

The more thoroughly Lu Haowen exposes himself, the harder he falls, while Wen Xubai, who has been persecuted, can rise higher and gain more sympathy and attention.

What a brilliant move to use someone else to do the dirty work! What a clever escape!

I'm not some peacemaker here to settle things; I'm clearly the clown in someone else's script, the one who's responsible for hitting the timpani.

Just as Xie Xun was figuring things out, things had already fallen into chaos on the other side.

Uncle De rushed forward in one stride, his chubby body unusually agile at the moment, and grabbed Wen Xubai's arm, his voice trembling with urgency.

"Xiao Wen, don't get so close! It's dangerous!"

As he spoke, he tried to pull Wen Xubai away from Lu Haowen, his face showing the pain of a parent who had suffered a great injustice. "Get up! Get up!"

Xia Yao followed closely behind. The little girl's eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and she was clutching a tissue in her hand, looking like she wanted to wipe Wen Xubai's tears but didn't dare to touch him.

"Teacher Wen, can we stop listening and watching?"

The little girl pleaded with him through tears, "He's gone completely mad, talking nonsense. No matter how sad you are, he won't understand!"

Qin Yuzhou, standing to the side, reacted even more strongly.

He took a step to the side, almost using his body to block Wen Xubai and Lu Haowen, like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Why bother with Wen Xubai! He's a madman who takes crooked paths and then turns around and bites back! He doesn't deserve any kindness from you!"

Qin Yuzhou glared at the unconscious Lu Haowen on the ground, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust. He raised his voice and angrily rebuked, "You're heartbroken and sad for him, but does he appreciate it?!"

These words were like a knife, stabbing once again into Lu Haowen's most sensitive and vulnerable nerves.

Not good enough, haha, not good enough!

Qin Yuzhou's arrogant and domineering demeanor, like the last fire, completely shattered the last thread in Lu Haowen's mind.

He abruptly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Qin Yuzhou, the veins on his neck bulging, and he roared in a hoarse voice:

"I'm not good enough for you?! You fucking think you're good enough for me?! What are you pretending to be?! You think nobody knows about your little affair?!"

“He told me every night that he had a night shoot! And what happened? My dashcam in the garage recorded it all clearly! His black van was parked right downstairs from you!”

"In the middle of the night, you've been parked for two or three hours! What were you two doing in the car?! Discussing the script? Huh?! Tell me the fuck!!"