Chapter 36 Backlash

Gu Jing had a meaningful smile on his lips.

She pushed Ye Zhirou as they slowly approached.

"Aunt Anrui, I'm bringing my mom to see my dad. You shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Ye Zhirou stared coldly at An Rui with a blank expression.

An Rui was covered in cold sweat.

She stared at Ye Zhirou for a while, and seeing that Ye Zhirou's expression was blank and her behavior was not like that of a normal person, she felt a little more at ease.

An Rui forced a smile and said, "Xiao Jing, your mother is still sick. How can you bring her out and run around like this?"

"Dad got the same disease as Mom. I think it's too much of a coincidence. Could it be that Dad loves Mom so much that he wants to stay with her even when he's sick?"

Gu Jing let out a silvery laugh, which sent a chill down An Rui's spine.

“How can you talk like that, child? Isn’t that cursing your father?” An Rui retorted weakly.

“A curse?” Gu Jing repeated An Rui’s wording, then suddenly let out a shrill laugh, “Hahaha!”

The laughter was full of sarcasm.

This left An Rui feeling uneasy and at a loss.

Gu Jing pushed Ye Zhirou and slowly passed by An Rui.

Just as they brushed past each other, Gu Jing slightly turned her head, parted her lips, and said in a low, almost whispered voice, "I didn't curse him. This is just the backlash from what he did."

Her voice was soft and ethereal, so soft that it would dissipate into the air if one wasn't careful, as light as An Rui's illusion.

An Rui broke out in a cold sweat and turned around in terror, saying, "What did you say?!"

Gu Jing acted as if nothing had happened, turned around and smiled at her, her tone as light as if she were talking about the weather, "I didn't say anything. Come on, Aunt Anrui, let's go see Dad."

An Rui followed Gu Jing nervously into Gu Yuncong's hospital room.

Gu Yuncong lay on the hospital bed, his face ashen, his eyes closed, and his breathing weak.

The instruments beside the bed emitted a monotonous ticking sound, recording his fragile signs of life.

When Gu Jing saw Gu Yuncong lying unconscious on the hospital bed, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Ye Zhirou, who had been silent all along, finally spoke, her voice hoarse and rough from long disuse, "Jing'er, push me a little closer."

Upon hearing Ye Zhirou speak, An Rui felt as if the blood in her body had instantly frozen.

She stared wide-eyed at Ye Zhirou in horror, as if she had seen a ghost.

An Rui's legs went weak, and she fell uncontrollably to the ground.

Her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word.

At this moment, no one noticed An Rui's loss of composure.

Gu Jing obediently pushed the wheelchair forward, and Ye Zhirou leaned closer, her gaze fixed on Gu Yuncong's face.

That face was once incredibly familiar to her.

I once loved him; I saw him smile at me, and I also saw him cry for me.

Now, she looks ten years older than she remembers.

The years have etched wrinkles on his face, but the familiar outlines can still be vaguely seen.

Ye Zhirou learned about the events of the past ten years from Gu Jing.

This man kept saying he loved her, and everyone thought he was deeply in love.

In fact, her tragedy was created by him.

If only life could always be like the first time we met.

The young man who once vowed to love her forever has changed long ago.

They become selfish, greedy, and prone to infidelity and betrayal.

They even cursed her and plotted to seize her property.

"Gu Yuncong, you never imagined that I, Ye Zhirou, would survive. I was lucky enough to meet a master who broke your poison curse and caused it to backfire on you. Gu Yuncong, this is what you deserve!"

Ye Zhirou tilted her head back and burst into wild laughter.

The laughter, filled with both grief and exhilaration, echoed through the ward.

An Rui felt a chill run down her spine; her heart felt like it was about to shatter from the laughter.

She knew she was completely finished.

She has been so happy for the past ten years.

Sometimes, being too happy makes her feel a little scared.

She often has nightmares at night.

I dreamt that Ye Zhirou woke up and took back everything that belonged to her.

Now, this nightmare has become a reality.

Twelve years ago, she was still in college, serving as the head of a department in the student union.

During a trip outside of school to solicit sponsorships from companies, I met Gu Yuncong, who was then a junior manager.

Gu Yuncong was frustrated and unsuccessful, and he confided his predicament to An Rui.

He claimed his wife was a company director, yet refused to promote him.

He entrusted all the company's affairs to trusted professional managers, leaving him with great ambitions but nowhere to put them into practice.

An Rui was moved by his plight and gently and considerately stood up for him.

The two hit it off immediately and soon began a secret relationship.

The secret relationship lasted for two years.

One day, while they were having a secret rendezvous at a hotel, Ye Zhirou caught them red-handed without warning.

An Rui was completely naked and terrified, and could only frantically wrap herself in the blanket.

Her face was filled with helplessness and shame, and she looked extremely disheveled.

Ye Zhirou stood in the entryway, wearing Jimmy Zhou's stilettos, the lingering scent of Chanel No. 5 condensing into an invisible blade in the air.

She slowly took off her sunglasses, her newly done eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyes.

“Gu Yuncong,” she said, her red lips parting slightly as her gaze swept over An Rui’s bluish knees, “your taste is truly…”

The last syllable turned into a soft laugh, which struck An Rui's face more loudly than a slap.

She didn't reach out to pull Anrui's hair, nor did she engage in any fighting.

Just that one casual remark and one glance made An Rui feel an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

Seeing this, Gu Yuncong hurriedly put on his clothes and stumbled after him.

An Rui remained numbly in place, heartbroken and disheartened.

I thought it was all over, and this illicit relationship would finally come to an end.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yuncong called her the next day.

His voice was low and urgent as he said that Ye Zhirou had suddenly developed meningitis and had fainted.

An Rui clearly heard his suppressed ecstasy.

He said he wanted her to never wake up.

Upon hearing this, An Rui felt a surge of panic.

But at Gu Yuncong's urging, she still accompanied him to find an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was hunched over, his face was full of wrinkles, and his beard was white.

He stroked his beard as he listened to Gu Yuncong's request, then let out a hoarse laugh.

An Rui was horrified.

The old Taoist priest quoted an astonishingly high price.

However, Gu Yuncong agreed without hesitation.

His eyes were red, and he was blinded by desire.

As long as Ye Zhirou doesn't wake up, he can do whatever he wants with all her assets.

The basement was dark and damp, and smelled of decay.

An Rui watched in trembling fear as the old Taoist priest drew a terrifying array.

The array's lines were twisted, containing boundless evil power.

From then on, Ye Zhirou never regained consciousness again.

She became a mindless idiot.