"As for Su Ruan, the enmity between us is irreconcilable, so one of us will inevitably die sooner or later." Yu Qianqian's eyes were bloodshot, and her sharp gaze was fixed on the ground, as sharp as a cold blade.

“Su Yu, I don’t want you to be caught in the middle and put in a difficult position. If I do my best but still can’t avenge this hatred, I can only blame it on the unfairness of fate. But if I win, then we will never see each other again, even in life or death.”

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have completely changed. Her cold face and clenched fists made Su Yu feel extremely unfamiliar with her.

"Yu Qianqian, Qianqian..." Su Yu's mind was in turmoil, but without thinking, he took a step forward, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly from behind. He said quickly, "Instead of waiting until we're both in so much pain in the end, let's just let go of these grudges and stop caring about what others do. There's a place for us anywhere in the world. Come with me now, okay?"

His impassioned tone was trembling, as if his heart and lungs were being torn apart, and he longed to press her deep into his very bones and blood, to make them completely one.

Raising her hand, Yu Qianqian pried open Su Yu's ten fingers that were entangled around her waist, turned around, her brows furrowed, and looked him in the eye. She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry... I can't agree to that. The hatred for killing my child is irreconcilable. I'm not that magnanimous. I will never be able to let go of this in my life."

As her heavy words fell, Su Yu's face gradually turned cold due to the lack of response she received, and even the darkness in her eyes turned crimson.

Su Yu took a step back in disappointment, his eyes filled with unprecedented despondency and despair. He felt that Yu Qianqian was now so ruthless and heartless, no less so than Mu Beichen. She was no longer the lively and cheerful woman he had first met.

At this moment, his mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, and before he could even utter a word, he suddenly heard Yu Qianqian's cold voice again.

"Since we've known each other for so long, you've always taken such good care of me. I, Yu Qianqian, have never failed to feel your kindness. It's a pity we met so late in life; all my passion has long been worn away by this dirty and chaotic world." With her eyes closed, Yu Qianqian said to him, word by word, "Thank you, Su Yu. Goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to burst out of the door. However, when Su Yu looked behind her, she saw her body suddenly go limp. With a thud, Yu Qianqian collapsed to the ground and immediately lost consciousness.

"Qianqian! Qianqian! What's wrong with you? Please don't scare me!" Su Yu ran over in a panic, bent down and saw her pale face. Her heart trembled, and her voice was almost hoarse as she called her name.

Seeing that Yu Qianqian was still lying on the ground without any reaction for a long time, he became even more flustered. He quickly pulled her into his arms and then ran towards the bedroom.

Su Yu carefully placed her on the couch, then lifted her wrist and slowly pondered. Gradually, her expression suddenly changed, and she immediately thought of something very serious.

Her pulse was so erratic, and her strength had just vanished so suddenly; if nothing unexpected happened, this condition seemed like she had been poisoned...

Thinking of this, his heart ached terribly, and an extremely strong sense of auspiciousness surged repeatedly in his mind.