Upon hearing Meng Xuejun's words, Meng Zihan felt a buzzing in her ears, and the light tubes on the ceiling seemed to be swaying in front of her, as if they were about to fall down.
Her eyes were red as she stared intently at Meng Xuejun, each word squeezed out through clenched teeth.
"Dad, tell me, where did you spend all that money? That's two months' salary! How could it be gone so quickly?"
Meng Xuejun's eyes darted away, and he subconsciously scratched the back of his neck.
They immediately became self-righteous again.
"Why do you care so much? As a daughter, isn't it only natural for me to give my father money to spend? If you're truly filial, give him some more! If you're not willing to give him any... well, you'll have to consider the consequences yourself!"
That shameless face was a blatant threat to her.
If you give him money, everything will be fine; if you don't, he'll cause another big scene.
Meng Zihan felt a chill run through her body from his pressure, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
She suddenly tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold smile.
When he looked up again, his eyes held a fierce, reckless determination.
"Go ahead and cause trouble! Go ahead and cause trouble if you dare! I'll just quit my job at the factory tomorrow! If I lose my job, I won't even be able to support myself, how will I give you anything!"
Meng Xuejun had originally intended to throw a tantrum, but seeing her desperate stance, he began to have second thoughts.
If this girl really quits, his source of income will be cut off.
After thinking for a long time, he reluctantly muttered, his tone full of frustration: "Fine, fine, I'll tell you, okay... Take it... to play cards."
"...Playing cards? Gambling?"
Meng Zihan exclaimed in surprise.
Meng Xuejun sighed, but there was no trace of remorse on his face.
He spread his hands, looking aggrieved: "It's not entirely my fault!"
"I had a really good run of luck in the first few days, and I won quite a bit!"
"I was thinking, if we win more, we can earn enough money to buy a bigger house. With money, you can stand tall and not have to be beholden to anyone."
"Who knew...who knew that my luck would turn sour later, and I not only lost all my winnings, but also owed some money to the outsiders..."
He looked like he was talking about a small business deal that hadn't gone through.
Meng Zihan felt dizzy and her chest tighten, making it hard to breathe.
gamble!
That's a bottomless pit; it can never be filled!
All her forbearance and selfless dedication these past few days have been to fill this bottomless pit that can never be filled!
"You..." Her lips trembled violently, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. Finally, tears streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls. "You actually... gambled away money?"
Meng Xuejun waved his hand impatiently: "If it weren't for those bad lucks later on, I would have won back my principal and interest long ago! What do you know? This is called investment! Besides, I'm your father and you're my daughter. It's only natural for a daughter to help her father pay off his debts, isn't it?"
These words shattered the last shred of hope Meng Zihan had for her father.
She stood there numbly, her face deathly still.
After a long silence, she whispered, "...I understand. You go back first. I'll figure out how to get the money. I'll come find you tonight and give you the money."
“My daughter still cares about me the most.” Meng Xuejun beamed as soon as he heard there was money to be made. “Don’t worry, it’s not much, just five hundred yuan. It’s nothing to you. Just give it to me and this matter will be over.”
After saying that, he turned and left, satisfied.
It was late at night, and the office lights had long been off.
Meng Zihan did not go home. Instead, she sat alone in the darkness, staring blankly into the void.
She knew perfectly well that she had been pushed to the edge of a cliff.
This can't go on any longer.
If Meng Xuejun continues to act recklessly, her home, her job, and her life will sooner or later be dragged into hell by this man.
Finally, a crazy and resolute idea took root in her heart.
She took a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and went to the small house that Meng Xuejun rented.
She mixed medicine into the wine.
When Meng Xuejun saw that she had actually brought the wine, his eyes lit up. He snatched it away, unscrewed the bottle cap without thinking, tilted his head back and gulped down a big mouthful, all the while lecturing her incoherently.
"That's more like it! Zihan, you need to understand, Dad isn't taking your money for nothing... Once I make my money back, your whole family will enjoy the good life!"
Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze, his brows furrowed tightly, and his hand loosened, causing the wine bottle to fall to the ground with a crash and shatter into pieces.
"This... wine..." His body convulsed uncontrollably, his face turned blue and purple at a visible speed, and he fell straight to the ground, white foam gushing from his mouth.
Meng Zihan watched helplessly as that ugly face twisted and struggled in agony on the ground, making hoarse sounds from its throat.
"Zihan, save me..."
Meng Zihan stared at him coldly: "Save you? And then I'll die?"
She shook her head coldly: "It would be better if you just died."
"You killed your father..."
"How could that be? How could I kill my father? You accidentally took the wrong medicine and died from its effects. What does that have to do with me?" Meng Zihan said expressionlessly. "You really shouldn't have shown up, you really shouldn't have come looking for me, otherwise you could have lived a few more years."
"You brought this all on yourself, you deserve it!"
Meng Xuejun raised his hand to grab him, but Meng Zihan nimbly dodged, enjoying his death throes.
Soon, the man on the ground stopped moving.
After a long while, Meng Zihan confirmed that Meng Xuejun was dead, and then she shakily took out her phone and dialed for emergency help.
The moment the call connected, she mustered all her strength and cried out the lines she had prepared: "Help! My dad... my dad is dying! He insisted on drinking, so I bought him a bottle... he only took two sips and suddenly collapsed... what should I do! Please save my dad!"
A few hours later, in the stark white corridor of the hospital, the doctor delivered a chilling announcement: all efforts to save him had failed, and he was gone.
The police arrived, conducted routine questioning, and the final autopsy concluded that the deceased had a history of alcoholism and had taken some kind of medication, leading to an acute drug reaction and accidental death. The case was thus hastily closed.
When the flimsy case closure notice was handed to her, Meng Zihan sat on a bench outside the hospital for a very long time.
The nightmare is finally over, and she can start anew.
But she was wrong.
Then, Ye Zhenghua passed away, her twin brothers fought over the family fortune, and Gu Yifei and she grew increasingly estranged...
One thing after another, like toppled dominoes, smashed her originally smooth life to pieces.
It wasn't until he was reborn that Meng Zihan finally understood.
Her seemingly peaceful first half of life was completely destroyed from the moment Meng Xuejun reappeared.
He was the root of all her suffering.
So, when she faced that face she had hated her whole life again in this life, all that remained in her heart was boundless hatred and murderous intent.
Killing him once wasn't enough.
I really want to kill him again.
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