In the ICU ward on the top floor of the hospital, sunlight streamed through the windows onto the white walls, and a strong smell of disinfectant permeated the room.

Dad lay in bed, his face pale, with tubes inserted all over his body.

The instrument emitted a regular sound, beep... beep...

Wang Feifei sat quietly by the bed. Her father had been in critical condition for two days, and she hadn't slept for two days and two nights. She held her father's hand and prayed silently.

The doctor said that if he could wake up, there would be hope.

Just then, the door opened, and Uncle Xu walked in.

With a somber expression, he slowly walked to the bedside, took his father's hand in one hand, and Wang Feifei's hand in the other.

"Feifei, your father's biggest worry is you. Don't be sad. Leaving is a relief for him."

"As long as you're okay, that's more important than anything else."

Xu Hui then looked at the hospital bed and comforted her, saying:

"Old Wang, don't worry, I'll take care of your daughter. She'll receive 80,000 yuan a month for living expenses, and I guarantee she'll live a peaceful and stable life."

“I’ll arrange Feifei’s wedding, and I’ll find people to take care of her when she has a baby. As long as I’m here, she’ll have someone to protect her.”

After hearing this, Wang Feifei looked at Uncle Xu with gratitude, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Xu Hui tightened his grip on her hand:

"Don't be afraid, Feifei, Uncle Xu is here for you."

After he finished speaking, the instrument emitted a long "beep..." sound.

Wang Feifei's father passed away, and his only daughter, whom he cared about, had found solace. He stopped insisting on living. The car accident destroyed multiple organs, and every second he lived was torture.

Hearing Xu Hui's promise, he could leave with peace of mind.

From then on, Wang Feifei became an orphan.

Wang Feifei clearly remembers the scene when she first met Uncle Xu.

That year, she was a sophomore in high school. She had just gotten home from school when she found a guest had arrived. Her mother said it was Uncle Xu from her father's company.

Wang Feifei was deeply impressed by his appearance: he had a high nose, eyebrows like sword blades, and a very upright and chivalrous look.

Later, Xu Hui visited the family more and more often, and after a few years, he changed his address for his father from "General Manager Wang" to "Old Wang".

He always brought a lot of gifts when he came; he was the one who gave Wang Feifei her first iPad.

Dad always said it would affect her studies and wouldn't let her buy it, but Uncle Xu was different. When she was little, Wang Feifei thought Uncle Xu was really nice.

It turns out that every gift in life has already had a price tag attached...

The last time I heard my mother mention Uncle Xu, he was already the second-in-command of the company, the vice president. Wang Feifei's father was in poor health, so he was in charge of many things in the company.

However, at this moment, the face at the alley entrance overlapped with that of her Uncle Xu...

Wang Feifei covered her mouth tightly with both hands to stop herself from crying out. More than the shock, she was in pain that the person she had always trusted wanted to kill her.

Tears streamed down her face as her instinctive fear made her body hunch downwards, just like the recurring nightmares she had experienced—absurd yet real.

It turns out that for so many years, Xu Hui was like the evil spirit in the painting, pretending to lurk beside his parents and deceiving everyone.

Could that sudden accident also be his doing?

Wang Feifei dared not think any further.

Now, Xu Hui wants to kill Wang Feifei, but not because of her monthly expenses of 80,000 yuan.

The only possibility is to eliminate the problem completely.

She felt a chill creep over her, even colder than in her previous life...

He absolutely must not be found!

Wang Feifei drove back to the hotel long after Xu Hui and Pan Xin had left.

Besides fear, there was also terror. Perhaps Xu Hui orchestrated her parents' deaths, since he was the only beneficiary of the incident. Her father's killer had been by her side all these years without her noticing.

Along the way, Wang Feifei was unable to think straight. Many details from her past life were connected in a web, and her thoughts were too chaotic.

She didn't even know how she got back to the hotel; she collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, as soon as she entered.

"Ding..." WeChat message notification:

Chu Xiang texted: "Aren't you on a business trip? Where are you now?"

Wang Feifei wasn't surprised that Pan Xin had notified him so quickly. Now, only Chu Xiang could contact her, and she wouldn't let the opportunity slip by.

Wang Feifei was in a state of extreme confusion and had no interest in dealing with Chu Xiang, so she decisively deleted him from WeChat. For Chu Xiang, Wang Feifei had completely disappeared from his life from that moment on.

When Chu Xiang sent another message, he found that he had been blacklisted and the number was no longer in service when he called.

He panicked completely, having recently transferred 2 million yuan to Wang Feifei.

Thinking of this, he angrily threw his phone onto the sofa: "That bitch! She swindled me out of 2 million yuan and now she dares to disappear! When I find her, I'll kill her! That slut!"

Upon hearing this, Pan Xin screamed:

"What? Two million? You actually gave her that much money? Where did you get the money?"

Chu Xiang slumped onto the sofa, hunched over, and grabbed his hair with both hands, snarling, "That damned woman actually swindled me out of 2 million..."

"No wonder she was so kind as to buy me a car. Turns out she was after me from the start. Once I catch her, I'll tear her to pieces!"

After Wang Feifei blocked Chu Xiang, she really wanted to see him get so angry that she jumped up and down, and she happened to see that scene on the surveillance camera.

Ah, in my past life I devoted myself to you, and you tore me to pieces. Now I'm torn to pieces again. History always repeats itself.

Wang Feifei looked at Chu Xiang and Pan Xin's faces and sneered inwardly.

Upon hearing Chu Xiang's words, Pan Xin's anger flared up instantly: "She asked you for money, and you gave her 2 million without batting an eye, and you still dare to say you don't like her? Do you think I'm stupid?!"

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