Although Director Zhang is extremely greedy, at this critical moment, he did not hesitate to choose to save his life.
As long as he survives, dealing with Meng Zihan will be a piece of cake.
Dare to scheme against him?
He has a hundred ways to make Meng Zihan wish he were dead.
But right now, he's fallen from grace and has no choice but to agree to all of Meng Zihan's conditions.
"I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything..."
Because of the lack of oxygen, his tongue became stiff, and his speech became slurred.
Meng Zihan seemed oblivious to his pain, a kind and understanding smile on her face.
She took out paper and pen from the coffee table drawer, squatted down, and put her ear close to Director Zhang's mouth, her posture as intimate as if she were listening to a lover's whispers.
"Don't rush, speak slowly, don't make a mistake, otherwise..."
Director Zhang couldn't wait to start speaking, and he struggled to utter the first string of numbers.
"Card number 6228...password...is...my birthday...0817..."
"Hmm, wait a minute, I'll write them down one by one."
Meng Zihan's voice was cheerful as she neatly wrote lines of numbers on the paper.
After writing it down, I carefully matched the last few digits of each bank card.
Finally, the last password was revealed.
Director Zhang has exhausted all his strength.
He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
After a long while, he finally mustered all his strength and pleaded, "Baby... I've told you everything... Quick... Quick, call an ambulance..."
Meng Zihan stood up, carefully folded the paper filled with the password, and put it into her pocket.
She didn't move, she just looked down at him.
"I've thought about it."
Meng Zihan wore a faint smile, her relaxed expression suggesting she was discussing the weather with Director Zhang.
“If I were to save you now, you definitely wouldn’t let me go. You would call the police, have someone arrest me, and send me to jail. But I don’t want to go to jail.”
She paused, then her smile became even sweeter.
"So, I can only ask you to die."
These words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in Director Zhang's heart.
His eyes widened suddenly, his eyeballs bulging outwards due to fear and lack of oxygen, and filled with horrifying blood vessels.
"No... I won't... I swear... I won't..."
He tried desperately to shake his head and make a promise, but only some incoherent, desperate breaths could be heard from his throat.
Before he could finish speaking, he could no longer utter a single complete word.
A feeling of suffocation overwhelmed him, and his hands uncontrollably reached for his neck, scratching bloody marks on the expensive collar of his shirt, as if trying to tear open a hole for breathing with brute force.
His legs kicked wildly on the thick carpet, making a mess of the expensive carpet.
Meng Zihan stood quietly to one side, watching him indifferently.
Watching him go from struggling violently at the beginning to gradually losing his strength later;
Watching the purplish-blue discoloration on his face slowly fade, turning into a deathly pale blue;
Looking into his eyes, which were once full of lust and calculation, they gradually lost their luster, eventually becoming cloudy and unfocused.
Throughout the entire process, the expression on her face did not change in the slightest.
The man on the ground finally stopped convulsing completely, lying there motionless like a pile of garbage.
Meng Zihan then slowly walked forward and bent down.
She extended two fingers and skillfully pried open Director Zhang's eyelids, looking at his pupils, which were already dilated to their maximum size, against the light.
Confirmed.
Just like in her previous life, she watched her father, Meng Xuejun, breathe his last.
That despicable man who schemed against her and drove her to the brink of extinction is finally dead.
Meng Zihan chuckled and said the same words as in her previous life.
"You shouldn't have schemed against me. You brought this all on yourself, you deserve it!"
After saying that, she stood up, picked up her phone, and dialed the "999" emergency number.
As soon as the call connected, she panicked and burst into tears, pleading for help incoherently.
"Hello, emergency services? Help! My friend... my friend suddenly collapsed on the ground! Please come quickly!"
"Address? The address is..."
She cried and shouted as she gave him her address.
She was a completely terrified, helpless, and pitiful woman.
After hanging up the phone, she quickly got to work.
She stuffed the documents she had bought from the private investigator, along with the brown paper bag, deep into the kitchen trash can.
Then he went into the bathroom, took out the bottle of medicine he had brought, poured the remaining pills and the bottle into the toilet, and pressed the flush button.
Listening to the rushing water, she watched as the white pills and bottles disappeared without a trace in the whirlpool before returning to the living room and sitting quietly on the sofa, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
Not long after, the sound of an ambulance siren approaching from downstairs could be heard.
Emergency responders and police arrived quickly.
After a brief examination, the doctor shook his head regretfully and pronounced him dead.
The police cordoned off the area and began questioning Meng Zihan.
Meng Zihan had already prepared her explanation.
She was trembling all over, her face was pale, and she was crying as she spoke in broken sentences.
"I...I don't know what happened..."
"Brother Zhang... Director Zhang came to see me today, and we had some red wine... Who knew, he only took two sips before saying he felt unwell in his chest, and then... and then he suddenly collapsed to the ground..."
“I was terrified, really terrified… I called an ambulance right away… I really don’t know what happened…”
"Please save him, please save Director Zhang..."
Her expression was natural; she looked exactly like an ordinary woman who had been startled by the unexpected situation.
After a brief interrogation and a thorough search of the house, the police found nothing suspicious. They then placed Director Zhang's body in a body bag and carried it out.
After the police and paramedics left, the house returned to deathly silence.
The panic and sadness on Meng Zihan's face vanished instantly.
Without a moment's delay, she immediately changed her clothes, grabbed Director Zhang's stack of bank cards, and rushed out of the house.
She needs to withdraw the money as soon as possible and then find a way to escape abroad.
Over the next few hours, she tirelessly shuttled between different bank branches in the city, using ATMs and counters to withdraw as much cash as possible from those cards.
As the banknotes in her handbag grew thicker and thicker, Meng Zihan felt both excited and expectant.
From now on, all this money belongs to her!
No matter how clever or cunning Director Zhang is, it's all for nothing!
Once she leaves this place and goes abroad, she can use this money to make a comeback!
Unfortunately, this time, her plan backfired.
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