Chapter 459: All

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It’s the beginning of summer, but tonight the sky gets dark exceptionally early. The wind from the forest brings with it a wisp of moisture.

Soon, raindrops as big as beans began to fall down with a crackling sound, hitting the leaves and the ground, making a dull sound.

The basement of the Sheng family's private residence is like a hidden underground castle.

Old Master Sheng was half asleep. When he opened his eyes, the room was pitch black and there were some chaotic noises in his ears.

Old Master Sheng couldn't hear the specific content clearly, but he felt his head hurt more than ever. He called for Butler Sheng to come over, but no one answered after calling several times.

“Ahem…”

He covered his chest with his hands, and after a violent cough, he struggled to get up from the bed, and his fingers touched the switch on the bedside.

In an instant, the lights came on brightly, and the dazzling white light filled the entire room. The empty and lonely space gave people a bad feeling.

"Madam?" He called Old Lady Sheng a few times, and then footsteps were heard outside.

Old Madam Sheng was holding a bowl of steaming medicine, her face full of concern, "Grandpa, the doctor told you to have a good rest, why did you wake up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Old Master Sheng had a splitting headache, his pupils looked unusually cloudy, and he was even a little dazed. He couldn't even remember why he had fallen into a coma.

The only thing in his eyes was Old Madam Sheng. He coughed a few more times and asked in a low voice, "Where's Hui'er?"

Old Madam Sheng smiled and replied, "He is standing guard outside, worried that you might get up at night and the servants won't be able to take good care of you."

Hearing this, Mr. Sheng's sick face turned a little rosy, and he sighed: "He is such a filial child."

Old Madam Sheng scooped up a spoonful of thick black medicine, blew on it gently, and brought it to Old Man Sheng's mouth.

After Mr. Sheng drank it, she gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, with the smile in her eyes unchanged. Mrs. Sheng remained half-squatting in front of him, allowing Mr. Sheng to look down at her.

The woman's smile grew bigger and bigger in her eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the more Mr. Sheng looked at this face, the more strange it seemed to him, as if he had seen double.

He felt his chest getting more and more uncomfortable, and the air around him became thinner. He said with trembling lips, "Madam, please, please call Doctor Wang for me."

Old Mrs. Sheng kept feeding the medicine and scooped another spoonful of medicine into Old Man Sheng's mouth. The bitter medicine once again aggravated his pain.

Old Master Sheng was suffering from lack of oxygen and couldn't drink anything. The medicine that overflowed from his mouth splashed all over his body. "Husband, Madam..."

His face showed pain, his voice trembled, and he shouted anxiously, "Quick, call a doctor..."

The woman's smile remained unchanged, but in the eyes of Mr. Sheng, it gradually began to distort and deform. He grabbed Mrs. Sheng's hand and almost spilled the medicine.

Old Madam Sheng gently brushed his hand away, and her voice was as soft and gentle as a cold wind passing by his ears, "You feel very uncomfortable, right? There is nothing we can do about it. This medicine is just like this."

"From the moment you take your first sip of the tonic for clearing away heat and relieving cold, toxins will invade your body, and your respiratory organs will gradually fail until your heart is overwhelmed and you will eventually die of a myocardial infarction, which is mistaken for death."

Mr. Sheng’s eyes widened, and he seemed to be stunned on the spot. His expression was so shocked that he even suspected that he was hallucinating.

"Madam, you, don't joke like this..." Old Master Sheng called out with difficulty, and used his remaining strength to grab the sleeve of Old Lady Sheng. He hoped it was an illusion.

Old Madam Sheng frowned and brushed his hand away again without any emotion.

"I am not your wife. Your real wife has long passed away."

"You try every breath in and out, and you think I'm kidding you?"

This was tantamount to an end to Mr. Sheng's life. He just felt his breath becoming short and even the oxygen in the air was being deprived.

Mrs. Sheng's face lost its smile, and the kindness and warmth were gone. She was so cold and indifferent that it seemed like a completely different person. If it weren't for the silver hair on her temples reminding him, the woman in front of him was his wife who had shared a bed with him for more than 30 years.

Mr. Sheng almost felt that he had never known the woman in front of him.

"You..." Why? This simply didn't make sense. Mr. Sheng couldn't believe that his wife, who had always been gentle and considerate and had been with him for many years, would kill him. And the tonic that harmed him was given by his own son. He doubted that anyone could doubt his own flesh and blood.

Sheng Hui had absolutely no reason to harm him. There was no power struggle in the Sheng family. Now that Sheng Cheng was about to pass away and Huai'an was no longer useful, this house would be theirs sooner or later.

"You——" Why on earth!?

Old Master Sheng’s eyes widened into the size of copper bells, and his cloudy eyeballs seemed to become clear in an instant, filled with incredible anger and pain.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He felt a sharp pain in his chest as if it was being gripped by an invisible hand.

Mr. Sheng struggled to get up, but Mrs. Sheng reached out and gently placed her hand on his shoulders, and this frail body was unable to resist.

"Why? Because I planned to do this from the beginning, that's why I appeared in front of you."

"Do you think I really love you? Do I have to be so humble and endure so much pain just to be your mistress and become your wife, and stay by your side forever?"

Old Madam Sheng spoke slowly and in a pleasant voice, which was no different from before, except for the face facing the mirror, which reflected her face without a smile at all.

Mr. Sheng looked through the mirror and clearly saw every subtle change in the woman's expression. She laughed heartily and ironically.

But her voice was very soft. She leaned over and whispered in Mr. Sheng's ear, "You must think I'm scary now."

Mr. Sheng's eyes were fixed on the mirror, staring at the woman's face, but he couldn't figure out anything.

"The Sheng family has no grudges against you! Your wealth and glory are all..." He covered his chest and squeezed out a few words from his throat with all his strength, "I brought them to you! Without the Sheng family, without me, you are nothing!"

"Look at how conceited you are. You are so noble."

Old Madam Sheng sneered and moved her face closer to Old Man Sheng so that he could see her appearance more clearly.

"Indeed, without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"But my future would be much brighter without you."

She reached out and touched Mr. Sheng's cold, old cheek. "The first time we met, I deliberately lured you into the trap."

"I bribed the maid to kidnap your biological daughter, Jiang Wanrou."