Tonight, LJ City continues to radiate its dazzling and alluring light, with its glamorous neon lights perfectly concealing all evil.

In a high-end residential area, a stunningly beautiful woman with long hair and a bare face sat on a soft sofa, occasionally stroking her belly, her face beaming with a happy smile, her gaze frequently glancing at the gate.

Finally, the doorbell rang. Ye Xiruo, dragging her slippers, eagerly opened the door, but froze on the spot the moment she opened it.

A woman in a red miniskirt, strikingly beautiful, glanced haughtily at Ye Xiruo outside the door before walking in as if no one else was there and sitting down on the sofa with an air of nonchalance.

"Shuyi, you're back." It seems the rumors were true; she's back to take revenge on her. Ye Xiruo's face turned even paler.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me back? I heard you were going to give Yi a surprise, so I came over to join in the fun and, incidentally, give you a huge surprise too." Shu Yi stood up, her slender high heels making a loud sound on the floor.

Ye Xiruo involuntarily took a step back, looking nervously at Shu Yi's familiar yet utterly unfamiliar face.

"Don't be afraid, you'll be free soon." Although Shu Yi still had a smile on her face, Ye Xiruo didn't miss the madness in her eyes. What exactly did this woman want to do?

A piece of paper floated down in front of Ye Xiruo. She only saw the words "Divorce Agreement" in large characters. She hurriedly picked it up and read it carefully. Although she couldn't accept it, the man's signature on it was genuine.

Ye Xiruo's heart clenched painfully, making it hard to breathe. The good news of her pregnancy, which she had just learned, was suddenly overwhelmed by this immense grief. Was her unborn child destined to be fatherless? No!

Ye Xiruo's eyes cleared, and she tore up the divorce agreement.

"If Feng Yi is a man, let him come and talk to me himself. What kind of person hides behind a woman?"

Shu Yi's blood-red fingernails hooked onto Ye Xiruo's chin, digging painfully into her: "Still want to struggle in your death throes? Fine, I'll make sure you die knowing why."

A stack of photos was thrown at Ye Xiruo: "Take a good look at your model husband."

Ye Xiruo recognized both men in the photo; they were quite familiar. One was her husband, with whom she had shared a bed for nearly five years, and the other was the alluring woman before her. The two truly seemed to be a perfect match, deeply in love.

Ye Xiruo curled her lips into a smile, and everything before her eyes was shrouded in a bloody hue. Anger, boundless anger, gnawed at Ye Xiruo's heart. For so many years, her lover and her best friend had been living happily ever after right under her nose, envied by everyone else, while she had been kept in the dark like a fool.

Ye Xiruo stood up and glared angrily at Shu Yi: "You bitch, get out of here right now."

When had Shu Yi ever been insulted like this? She slapped him across the face and said, "Do you still think you're the high and mighty young lady of the Ye family? Don't joke around. By the way, let me tell you, your parents' car accident was arranged by the man you love most!" Shu Yi smiled and walked away.

Ye Xiruo lay prostrate on the cold floor, weeping uncontrollably. It turned out that Feng Yi had always coveted the Ye family's wealth. Her recklessness had caused the deaths of her parents, and now it had even implicated the child in her womb.

Ye Xiruo was ice-cold all over, her eyes were empty, and she seemed to have lost her soul.

After a long while, Ye Xiruo, looking like a female ghost with her long hair disheveled and her face deathly pale, got up from the ground, casually wrapped herself in a coat, and left home.

"Madam, it's so late. Where are you going? Let me take you there!"

Ye Xiruo acted as if she hadn't heard anything, took a car by herself, and drove away.

He must go to Dongfang; Dongfang will surely have a way, he will surely have a way.

She was determined to bring Feng Yi, the murderer, to justice and make him face the consequences of his actions. It's truly unbelievable that she had lived with her father's killer for so long.

Tears streamed down her face. Heartbroken and devastated, Ye Xiruo was unaware that a black, inconspicuous car was following closely behind her.

In the quiet night, alone, Ye Xiruo suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. Her pale face looked even more ashen under the streetlights, almost transparent.

We'll be at Brother Dongfang's house in ten minutes.

Ye Xiruo suppressed her unease and focused on driving.

The blinding headlights, the driver's狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face on the other side, the out-of-control brakes, and the blood flowing continuously from her body became Ye Xiruo's last memories.

Three minutes later, Ye Xiruo's car exploded, and the mistress of the Feng family, the eldest daughter of the Ye family, was completely destroyed, her body a gruesome sight.

She never imagined those two scoundrels would be so ruthless, actually making sure she wouldn't see the sun rise tomorrow. Filled with rage and boundless hatred, Ye Xiruo vowed that if there were an afterlife, she would make those two scoundrels wish they were dead.

In this life, the people she felt most sorry for were her parents and her unborn child. It's such a pity...

Meanwhile, in a luxury suite in LJ City, a tall, handsome man swirled the red wine in his hand, his narrow eyes showing no joy whatsoever.

Although the woman across from me was beautiful and sensible, and the atmosphere of the candlelight dinner was wonderful, I couldn't suppress the unease in my heart.

The man downed his glass of red wine in one gulp and got up to leave.

"Yi—" The woman's voice sounded so aggrieved that she seemed about to cry, but Feng Yi's steps did not falter at all.

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