"Are you here with me? You knew Jiang Wan was coming to bid on the jade bracelet, and you only agreed to come so you could see her, right?"

"If you insist on thinking this way, there's nothing I can do."

"Hmph! It's too late for you to regret it now. See? Jiang Wan has climbed up the social ladder! The Su family is far more prestigious than your Gu family! She wouldn't even look at you!"

Jiang Yi's words made me slightly purse my lips.

Thank you for thinking so highly of me, believing that I, an unloved and fallen heiress, could be so fortunate as to be part of such a prestigious family as the Su family.

Even if I accumulated wealth and resources for ten lifetimes, I still wouldn't be worthy.

Jiang Yi's sarcastic remarks broke Gu Yanqing's defenses. I heard him say impatiently, "Jiang Yi, when can we stop talking about Jiang Wan? Are you marrying me because you love me, or to spite Jiang Wan? I understand you less and less!"

"Gu Yanqing! Do you have any conscience? I've loved you for so many years, and you doubt my love for you? When you were sick, I took such good care of you, have you forgotten all that? Now that I have a terminal illness, you despise me, don't you!"

Hearing this, I almost couldn't resist rushing in.

During the years when Gu Yanqing was ill, who took good care of him?

How shameless must Jiang Yi be to say something like that?

Just how brainless must Gu Yanqing be to believe this?

"I didn't look down on you. You wanted me to marry you, so I did, and I accept being ridiculed by others! But can you please stop being so demanding? Stop throwing tantrums all the time? I need care and understanding too, but you keep draining me!"

"Who's really wearing whom down? You clearly can't let go of Jiang Wan, and you have absolutely no patience for me. Do you think I can't see that...?"

I heard Jiang Yi start crying, and as she cried, Gu Yanqing suddenly called out in a panic, "Jiang Yi! Jiang Yi!"

The next second, Gu Yanqing rushed out of the room carrying Jiang Yi in his arms.

I couldn't dodge in time and bumped right into it.

Jiang Yi was vomiting blood; it looked terrifying.

My eyes met Gu Yanqing's, and I belatedly came to my senses, taking out my phone: "Do you need me to call 120?"