Chapter 47 The System Disappeared
Now that the general direction has been set, the subsequent auditions are just formalities.
As Su Yunruo and Jiang Chunrou left Orange Video, they happened to pass by a nearby shopping mall. There, on a huge monument, was written "Han's Group," and she inexplicably thought of something.
"Has Han Yao's ex-wife been found out?"
"The search isn't finished yet. It's been too long, and some things are missing."
"How much did you investigate? Tell me."
Jiang Chunrou slowed down the car. "Han Yao's ex-wife's surname is Lin. She was a highly educated woman who studied abroad in those days. Her father used to be the owner of a pharmaceutical factory."
"This pharmaceutical factory was also the predecessor of the Han Group. When my father-in-law was alive, he relied on his father-in-law to gain control. After my father-in-law died, it happened to coincide with the restructuring, the pharmaceutical factory was privatized, and renamed Han Pharmaceutical."
Su Yunruo couldn't help but laugh, "Your father-in-law's pharmaceutical factory is being transformed into Han's Pharmaceutical Company?"
"……Yes."
"continue."
"At the time, Han Yao's ex-wife also worked at the pharmaceutical factory. She strongly disagreed with Han Yao's actions, so the two divorced, and his ex-wife was also kicked out of the pharmaceutical factory."
"Not long after his divorce, Han Yao married his current wife. His second wife also has a son who looks a lot like Han Yao. Rumors circulate that Han Yao and his second wife got together while his ex-wife was pregnant."
This was similar to what Cheng Bapi had said last time. The second time she heard it, it wasn't as shocking as the first time. Su Yunruo listened calmly and then rolled down the car window to get some fresh air.
Jiang Chunrou observed her through the rearview mirror, "Miss Su, don't you have any thoughts?"
"I've seen many scumbags who climb the social ladder by relying on the woman's family background."
"..."
Su Yunruo gave a mocking smile. "You've seen it too, haven't you? Isn't that exactly what Zhou Kantian wanted to do with Miao Xiaoyun?"
"..."
Is it still possible to find his ex-wife?
"All the information ends a year after his ex-wife left the pharmaceutical factory. His ex-wife joined a company, and Han Yao used some means to force her to resign."
Su Yunruo frowned. "If I remember correctly, his ex-wife still has their son with her, and she didn't get any money at all."
"……"Yes.
Although she stayed by Su Mingruo's side, Jiang Chunrou, who was not "worldly-wise," had her worldview challenged when she first learned about this.
He seized someone else's property, cheated on his wife with a mistress, refused to share the assets in the divorce, and even caused the other person to lose their job.
She couldn't even imagine how difficult it must have been for Han Yao's ex-wife to raise a child under such circumstances.
I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to run into such a scumbag.
"Do you think that mother and child are still alive?"
"..."
Even if she's alive, she'll be living a painful life. Seeing the Han Group grow stronger day by day and the scumbag's life getting better and better must be incredibly painful for her.
Su Yunruo opened the car window to its maximum, not afraid of the paparazzi outside. There was a van almost level with the car, with a camera sticking out from inside.
Su Yunru waved to the paparazzi, "Be careful, driving like that can easily cause an accident."
The paparazzi, feeling a little embarrassed by her gesture, nodded repeatedly.
As she closed the car window, Su Yunruo's smile faded, and her gaze grew increasingly cold in the darkness.
As she counted down the days, the date of her engagement to Han Se-sung drew ever closer, which meant the plot was about to unfold, and she would end up committing suicide.
suicide……
Su Yunruo began to think about something very important.
The plot provided by the system is mostly superficial. Su Yunruo definitely wouldn't believe that she loved Han Shicheng so much that she was heartbroken and committed suicide.
Instead of focusing on the plot of this book, why not step outside of it and just think about one question: Under what circumstances would I commit suicide?
Su Yunruo only cares about two things: money and face.
If her face is disfigured, she can use money to fix it. Cosmetic surgery technology is so advanced; with money, you can get anything.
What if the money is gone...?
There is no doubt that she will commit suicide.
Money is not just a number in a bank; it's a very broad concept that includes the Su family, her parents, her brother, and everyone in her companies.
Considering Han Yao's story, or the apparent reason for his suicide in the book being his unrequited love for Han Shicheng, the main reason was that the Su family was swallowed up by Han Shicheng or Han Yao, and she became the second "Han Yao's ex-wife".
Of course, these are all just speculations.
There is no real evidence.
but--
From childhood to adulthood, every choice Su Yunruo made was based on guesswork, and she never made a mistake.
After a long silence, she made a decision.
"Help me find out which mental hospital Han Se-sung was sent to."
...
Lin Xingsen's relationship with Wen Qingleng is progressing very slowly; he can't redeem 20 points for the fact that he's not engaged to Han Shicheng.
Moreover, suicide is the ending, and the Su family being swallowed up is the process. If the plot is changed at the point of suicide, by then the Su family will have been mostly swallowed up, so what difference would it make to her from death?
If the path of reducing points consumption through storyline progression is blocked, then... should we take the initiative?
Su Yunruo placed her fingers on her knees, tapping left and right before stopping and landing on the spot she had just set for Lin Xingsen.
Okay, it's decided! I'll do Lin Xingsen's first.
Su Yunruo looked up and silently called out: System.
"..."
system?
"..."
Although Su Yunruo hadn't chatted with the system for a while, the system never failed to respond.
What happened?
*
[Xiaoyue, my ex-boyfriend messaged me again, wanting to get back together.]
[Xiaoyue, Brother Xie still recommends that I get my ribs removed. Do you think it's necessary?]
[If I get a better figure, I can become a leading actress in the future.]
strangeness.
Wen Qingleng turned off the music that was playing, slung her bag over her shoulder, and left the practice room.
All the training rooms on this floor of the LY building are dedicated to trainees and are often overcrowded.
Wen Qingleng asked every colleague she knew if they had seen Zhang Xiaoyue, and everyone said they hadn't.
That shouldn't be the case.
Zhang Xiaoyue is a girl who debuted in South Korea, just like Wen Qingleng. Although they weren't in the same group, they were about the same age and both Chinese at the time, so they always had a good relationship.
Wen Qingleng doesn't have many friends in the industry; Zhang Xiaoyue is her only one.
In the past, Zhang Xiaoyue would reply to my messages very quickly.
Moreover, she recently told me that she wanted to participate in a dance competition and has been practicing recently, so it's impossible that she hasn't come to the practice room.
Wen Qingleng started to worry as she thought about it.
I left the company and took a taxi to Zhang Xiaoyue's house.
It's close to the company; it only takes about ten minutes to get there.
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I smelled alcohol.
Two bags of trash were placed next to the security door. Through the large, untied bags, you could see three or four bottles of wine and a lot of used toilet paper inside.
Wen Qingleng hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone to see the reply from Zhang Xiaoyue's assistant, who said that Zhang Xiaoyue had not contacted her either.
That's so strange.
She knocked on the door first.
There was no response.
I unlocked the door with my fingerprint and went inside.
Although she had a premonition that there would be a smell when she saw the bottles of wine at the door, Wen Qingleng couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her nose when the stench of alcohol hit her.
The room was dark, with the curtains and windows tightly closed. The low coffee table was covered with empty wine bottles and takeout containers. The wine bottles were all empty, and the takeout food was spicy and greasy. After it cooled down, the oil solidified into clumps, so you could tell that you hadn't eaten much.
"Xiaoyue?"
Wen Qingleng tried calling out, but received no response, so she took out her phone and made a call.
Sizzle sizzle
Her phone rang behind her.
Wen Qingleng turned around and saw that the phone, which Zhang Xiaoyue had wrapped in a pink Lingna Bell phone case, had fallen to the middle of the sofa. The screen was displaying her call information, and a drop of oil had clumped on the small green button, forming an orange-red lump.
The screen hadn't been lit for long when a low battery warning popped up.
Suddenly, a loud thud startled Wen Qingleng.
It seems to be coming from the room.
Wen Qingleng sensed something was very wrong, something was very wrong, and she rushed to her room.
Her footsteps were hurried, and her high heels made a sound on the floor.
Da da da da
--clatter.
Wen Qingleng suddenly stopped by the door, startled by the sight inside.
Her usually meticulously styled long hair was now a mess, haphazardly cut with scissors, with sections of hair longer than others, and there were even shredded strands of hair left by the bed.
Zhang Xiaoyue was hunched over, and her silhouette looked like a dejected beggar on the street.
Wen Qingleng turned on the light and was even more shocked to see her face covered in scars under her hair.
"What’s wrong with you!"
Zhang Xiaoyue turned away, not daring to face her. Wen Qingleng chased after her, "Who hit you?"
Zhang Xiaoyue shook her head frantically, "No."
Why isn't it there?
Her face was covered in bruises, and her hands too! Wen Qingleng lifted Zhang Xiaoyue's sleeve and was shocked by the long wound on it.
These wounds look quite deep. Although they appear to have been treated, it seems like they might leave scars.
"..."
Wen Qingleng suddenly fell silent.
What's the point of asking?
If the other party were someone she could afford to offend, Zhang Xiaoyue wouldn't be hiding at home.
In this circle, Wen Qingleng is used to seeing people belittle the weak and flatter the strong. Unspoken rules are everywhere, and being beaten is one of the most common occurrences.
He would be openly beaten during filming, bullied by his seniors in the practice room, and even when he participated in variety shows, he always had various justifiable reasons for being beaten in front of the camera...
People from the lower classes like them are actually no different from assistants; they are just emotional dumping grounds for others.
Wen Qingleng leaned down and gently embraced Zhang Xiaoyue. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were being bullied. I didn't come sooner."
Zhang Xiaoyue could no longer hold back and buried her face in Wen Qingleng's body, crying loudly.
"I ran into Han Shicheng when I went out that day."
Wen Qingleng was taken aback. "Young Master Han?"
Zhang Xiaoyue swallowed her sobs, "He...he not only forced me...he hit me."
"..."
Han Shicheng.
The name, when uttered in Wen Qingleng's heart, inexplicably evoked a sense of dread.
She learned about Han Shicheng's relationship with a skydiving instructor, that he hung out with his senior, and that he could get a famous director to come back to China to make a movie for his senior with just a word.
She also saw LY's ability to distort the truth for him.
Wen Qingleng clenched her fist tightly, her nails digging into her palm.
After Zhang Xiaoyue calmed down, she told Wen Qingleng the whole story.
What's most infuriating is that Han Shicheng eventually gave Zhang Xiaoyue 2,000 yuan, saying that's all she was worth.
His eyes were contemptuous, and his tone was full of sarcasm.
It shattered Zhang Xiaoyue's self-esteem.
Wen Qingleng was also furious. How could there be such a person!
"Don't be sad. I'll treat your wound and then order some takeout so you can have a good meal."
“They’ve already treated my wounds.” Zhang Xiaoyue buried her face in Wen Qingleng’s shoulder, which was soaked with sweat. “They were afraid I’d go to the hospital, so they not only cleaned up all the marks on my body, but also bandaged up my wounds. I can’t even call the police…”
"..."
"And, he also said that if it got out, I would die."
Wen Qingleng shuddered, falling into despair, and could no longer say anything to comfort Zhang Xiaoyue.
Given her position, every word she uttered seemed utterly powerless.
The video doorbell by the door suddenly rang.
...
"Boss, why hasn't anyone opened the door yet?"
"It may take time to get here."
"That's been too long."
Lin Yuanzhou tapped the camera. "It's on."
"Awoo!" Liu Meimei jumped in front of the camera and greeted, "Hello, I'm Liu Meimei from Western Digital Technology. This is Lin Xingsen. Come on, open your mouth again to prove you're not dead."
Liu Meimei grabbed Lin Xingsen, who was standing outside the camera, and forced him to get closer to the lens.
As Lin Xingsen was about to leave, Liu Meimei pointed at his head and said, "Look, he's alive! Isn't he exactly the same as in the variety show? Super, super disobedient."
Lin Xingsen was speechless.
Wen Qingleng didn't know why these people were here, but Lin Xingsen was indeed Lin Xingsen.
They work for the same company and even appeared on the same variety show, yet she and Lin Xingsen are completely unfamiliar with each other.
Why did he come here?
Wen Qingleng turned around, looking confused, and asked, "Xiaoyue, are you familiar with Lin Xingsen?"
Zhang Xiaoyue squatted on the sofa, hugging her pillow tightly, showing absolutely no reaction to the name.
Just as Wen Qingleng was about to politely decline the three men, the man in the camera spoke up, "I know what Zhang Xiaoyue went through, and I have a way to help you."
Wen Qingleng was taken aback.
The man smiled slightly at the camera, and for a moment, Wen Qingleng felt a warmth.
He was very handsome, the kind of look that would stand out even in the entertainment industry. But more than his stunning appearance, he gave Wen Qingleng a feeling of exceptional reliability, as if... he was very trustworthy.
The key point is that he said he knew what Zhang Xiaoyue had gone through and that he could help.
Wen Qing hesitated for a few seconds before unlocking the door.
But Wen Qingleng didn't dare let them see Zhang Xiaoyue, so she closed the door tightly and stood at the elevator entrance, waiting anxiously.
bite--
The numbers on the wall jumped, indicating that we had reached the floor where Zhang Xiaoyue lived.
The elevator doors opened, and the three people stood in a stepped formation, facing Wen Qingleng.
Wen Qingleng was still a little nervous when she saw Lin Xingsen. The child usually had a cold face and didn't say anything, but he was the only one of the three she recognized.
"Hello, this is my business card."
Fortunately, the man smiled and handed over his business card.
Wen Qingleng reached out and took it, then stepped back half a step to let them out of the elevator.
The huge logo of the Han Group was printed on the silver pearlescent paper, but what caught Wen Qingleng's attention even more were the words "Deputy General Manager" and "Lin Yuanzhou".
"you……"
Lin Yuanzhou smiled faintly, "If needed, I really can help you."
Wen Qingleng might suspect that they were sent by Han Shicheng, but Lin Xingsen didn't seem to show any intention of currying favor with Han Shicheng on the show that day.
Moreover, this man named Lin Yuanzhou gave Wen Qingleng such a good first impression that she unconsciously began to trust him.
Wen Qingleng opened the door. "The house might be a little messy, please don't mind."
Lin Yuanzhou: "It doesn't matter."
Zhang Xiaoyue was still squatting on the sofa, seemingly lost in thought. She didn't respond to anything unless Wen Qingleng called her.
Wen Qingleng arranged for the three of them to sit down at the dining table. "I'm really sorry, Xiaoyue isn't feeling well right now."
Lin Yuanzhou nodded considerately, "It's alright, no need to make a special effort."
Wen Qingleng stopped just as she was about to pour water.
“Your friend needs your company, and we won’t take up too much of your time,” Lin Yuanzhou said, taking out his phone from his pocket. “There are a few things I need you to confirm for me. First, she didn’t go to the hospital for a medical examination to preserve evidence after the incident that night. Second, are the two men with her willing to testify in court? Third, do they have the courage and determination to call the police? If you have clear answers to these three questions, you can contact the phone number on the business card.”
Wen Qingleng looked at the business card again, going over the three things in her mind, and realized that each one was actually very difficult.
First, Xiaoyue had been specially treated, so it's impossible for her to have any scars left at the hospital. Third, Han Shicheng had already threatened Xiaoyue; in the entertainment industry, who would dare to go head-to-head with Han Shicheng?
etc--
Two people?
"Were there other people at the scene at the time?"
Lin Yuanzhou tapped the screen and showed it to Wen Qingleng.
The shocking sight of the red robes nearly made Wen Qingleng's legs go weak. Seeing Han Shicheng's back and Zhang Xiaoyue's unconscious state, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Wen Qingleng held her phone, her body unconsciously hunching over, her shoulders trembling, and tears welling up in her eyes as she blinked.
And it was in a place like a bathroom.
Han Shicheng is simply inhuman!
Lin Yuanzhou: "This photo was taken by Zhou Kantian."
A thunderous sound echoed in Wen Qingleng's mind, and she asked incredulously, her lips trembling, "Senior...Senior Brother?"
"Yes."
"Impossible." Wen Qing hurriedly returned the phone. "Although my senior brother's private life is rather... rather..., he is very good to the junior female colleagues in the company."
"The photos were found on his phone."
Wen Qingleng: "..."
"So you probably understand now that not only do your friends have to make a choice, but you also have to make a choice between your good friend and your senior."
"..."
"I came here just to ask for your opinion. If you are sure, I will help you with the lawsuit."
Wen Qingleng worriedly, "After the lawsuit is over, the Han family will never let me and Xiaoyue go."
"You can rest assured about that. If you're sure, I can guarantee your safety."
Wen Qingleng couldn't help but ask, "What makes you think you can help us?"
"With Han Shicheng in prison, I am the sole heir to the Han Group, so I have the ability to help you."
Wen Qingleng clenched the business card tightly in her hand, "R-really?"
Lin Yuanzhou smiled faintly and remained silent.
Liu Meimei chimed in, "It's true, our boss is incredibly reliable, he always keeps his word."
...
After leaving Zhang Xiaoyue's house, Lin Yuanzhou, as usual, took two people who helped him open the door with facial recognition to get something to eat.
Liu Meimei didn't hold back at all, and with a stroke of her pen, ordered all the most expensive items.
While waiting for the food, she sat across from me, tilting her head back and exclaiming, "Wow, wasn't I amazing today? My ability to read people has improved, hasn't it? That boasting, I won him over! I won him over!"
After saying that, he leaned his arm against Lin Xingsen next to him, "Of course you're useful too, just for showing your face."
Lin Xingsen ignored her.
Liu Meimei added, "But, boss, I think next time you should just bring Maomao alone. With his face, even Su Yunruo can't refuse him. She's always thinking of ways to amuse him."
Lin Xingsen, who had just been bullied by Su Yunruo on the show, was angrily told when his painful memories were brought up again, "Don't mention her."
"Why not mention it? It's really fun."
Lin Xingsen really wanted to stand up and leave, but Lin Yuanzhou across from him smiled and said, "This episode still shows a big breakthrough; you've even gone underwater."
"You can learn something so simple in just a few minutes."
Lin Xingsen snorted, a hint of pride in his voice, then turned away shyly to look at the scenery outside the window.
Liu Meimei recalled how Lin Xingsen's eyes were red after his first time in the water on the show, and he lied that it was because water got into his eyes. Unable to hold back her laughter, she covered her mouth, only to be met with a sharp glare from Lin Xingsen.
He quickly stopped laughing and changed the subject, "But are we really going to merge into the Han Group?"
Lin Yuanzhou: "Mm."
"It's so annoying. They have so many rules and regulations. I can't even slack off at work properly anymore."
"Um."
"That old man is incredibly greedy. He won't just kick you out after merging us in, will he?"
Lin Yuanzhou poured tea for the three people, "So now we have to send Han Shicheng to prison."
"I support him! He's disgusting. How can there be such a perverted freak!"
"Um."
"But why do you look so unhappy, boss?"
"Hmm?" He paused for a moment. "I'm not unhappy."
Lin Yuanzhou looked in the direction Lin Xingsen was looking. There was a lake there, grayish-brown in color, with an artificial island in the middle. Most of the island was covered with lawns, and in the middle of the lawns stood a white monument to commemorate Su Zhongyuan, a famous figure from S City.
Su Zhongyuan...
Su Yunruo...
Memories can have far-reaching consequences.
Lin Yuanzhou recalled many things.
He had met Han Shicheng a long, long time ago.
But it seems that their attitude towards each other was already determined from their very first meeting—they could never get along peacefully.
Many, many, many years ago, I can't even remember how old I was back then, or even whether it was winter or summer vacation, or whether the weather was good or bad.
All I remember is that Han Yao rarely took the initiative to take him out to play.
Lin Yuanzhou didn't want to go out, but Han Yao said he could take him to the museum.
—That's a museum.
Lin Yuanzhou readily agreed, filled the water bottle to the brim, and then took out the new handkerchief his mother had bought. He put everything into his small backpack and got into Han Yao's car with great anticipation for the museum.
But the car drove to a place he didn't know.
He thought he would see a huge museum and lots and lots of amazing things, but the car drove into a neighborhood that wasn't too bad and stopped in front of a three-story villa that was far from the other houses. Han Yao pulled him to stand in front of a door that he didn't recognize at all.
Knock knock knock.
Han Yao knocked on the door.
Lin Yuanzhou tugged at Han Yao's clothes, "Museum."
"Instead of going to the museum, let me introduce you to your younger brother today."
Lin Yuanzhou didn't want a younger brother; he only wanted a museum.
"museum."
The sound, barely audible, was drowned out by Han Yao's knocking.
Click
The door opened from the inside.
Perhaps because they were about the same height, Lin Yuanzhou saw the other person's face immediately.
It's like looking in a mirror; his mouth looks just like my own.
But the eyes are different.
Many of Lin Yuanzhou's aunts say that his eyes are exactly the same as his mother's.
Lin Yuanzhou was very happy because he thought his mother's eyes were prettier than his father's.
At that time, the eyes that looked like her mother's met the eyes that looked like her father's.
But they didn't look at each other for long before the child inside smiled, flung open the door, rushed out, and immediately hugged Han Yao's leg.
"dad."
He called Han Yao "Dad".
Lin Yuanzhou frowned and pushed him away. "He's my father, not your father."
Caught off guard, the child stumbled backward and fell to the ground.
But he didn't cry; he was just stunned for a moment.
I don't know if it was because I was pushed, or because of "Dad".
Two seconds later, he patted his bottom, got up, waved his little fists, and rushed in front of Lin Yuanzhou to beat him up.
At a young age, Lin Yuanzhou was full of youthful vigor and naturally wouldn't obediently take a beating.
They were about the same size, and the fight was evenly matched, with both of them ending up with bruises on their faces.
Later, a crying woman rushed out from inside, and the two were forced to separate.
Han Yao reprimanded Lin Yuanzhou and carried the child into the house.
At that time, Lin Yuanzhou didn't know about "cheating", "mistress" or "illegitimate child". He was just very upset and didn't understand why his father was so good to other children.
Lin Yuanzhou stood alone at the door for a while, his calves aching, but his father didn't come out.
When he got tired of standing, he squatted down by the door and took out the water bottle from his little schoolbag. It was a gift from his mother. He took a few sips and felt less sad.
After a while, Han Yao finally remembered him, came out, grabbed the clothes on his shoulder, and pulled him inside.
A first-aid kit was placed on the coffee table in the living room. Han Yao and the woman tenderly wiped the blood off Han Shicheng's face. He didn't want it; he wanted to howl and fight Lin Yuanzhou to the death whenever he saw him.
Han Yao pulled him back to his original position.
Lin Yuanzhou silently took out a handkerchief from his schoolbag. It had been crumpled up during the fight. He straightened the four corners and folded it into a square shape, then used it to wipe the blood and grime from his face.
He no longer had the will to argue with Han Shicheng about who his father was. He was filled with confusion. Why did Han Shicheng call him "Dad"? Why did his father treat his wounds, while he was scolded? And how was he going to tell his mother what he had witnessed when he got home?
Not long after that incident, Lin Yuanzhou's parents divorced, and Lin Yuanzhou left the big house he had always lived in with his mother.
I met Han Shicheng again after the college entrance examination.
His mother died after a failed surgery, and Han Yao brought a group of people to offer a perfunctory condolence.
Han Shicheng was raised by Han Yao to be a noble young master of the Han family, and at only 18 years old, he already had an expensive suit.
He stood in the crowd, his gaze extremely cold, refusing to let anyone get close, like a puppet on a string, his every move arranged by Han Yao and his new wife.
Lin Yuanzhou certainly wouldn't pity him.
Lin Yuanzhou's mother was an upright person who taught him kindness and gentleness, but he learned ruthlessness from Su Yunruo.
You, a pampered son of a mistress, how could you possibly be as miserable as me?
When they parted, Han Shicheng deliberately bypassed Han Yao and his new wife, walked behind Lin Yuanzhou, and said "I'm sorry."
Why am I sorry?
Are you saying this on behalf of your mother? Or on behalf of Han Yao?
Lin Yuanzhou was annoyed and didn't want to talk to him.
But once this "I'm sorry" curse begins, it seems like it won't stop.
Han Shicheng apologized to him twice more afterward.
On the day of Su Yunruo's engagement, Lin Yuanzhou stood far away watching Su Yunruo talk to Han Shicheng. They weren't intimate. She hadn't changed. She seemed to have no feelings for men and maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far. Occasionally she would smile, but that smile carried a sense of detachment and calculation.
Han Shicheng saw him, walked over and said sorry.
I'm sorry, things are different now than when I was eighteen.
Having been tempered by society, they have all become wolves in sheep's clothing, devoid of any conscience whatsoever.
This time, he stole his things again, showing off as the victor with a defiant glint in his eyes.
Lin Yuanzhou felt that he really didn't understand Su Yunruo, but what did it matter? Even if Su Yunruo didn't love him, he could still have the title of "fiancé," while he could never shorten the distance between himself and Su Yunruo.
Han Shicheng's position is clearly his.
Jealousy consumed Lin Yuanzhou's mind, but he couldn't voice it, nor did he dare appear before Su Yunruo. All he could do was share Su Yunruo's engagement cake and pray amidst the laughter and cheers of the guests that they wouldn't get married.
Of course, the prayer was not answered.
Lin Yuanzhou was not favored by heaven, so none of his prayers came true.
I prayed that my parents wouldn't fight, but they ended up getting divorced.
I prayed that my mother's surgery would be successful, but she still passed away.
She prayed that Su Yunruo wouldn't marry her half-brother, but they did.
I prayed for Su Yunruo's happiness, but Su Yunruo committed suicide.
At Su Yunruo's funeral, Han Shicheng apologized to him once again.
This time, it felt like he had returned to the year he turned eighteen, only now Han Shicheng looked much older.
Forget it, Su Yunruo has turned to ashes. Who's better off between him and the other?
But this time, Lin Yuanzhou finally couldn't help but respond to his apology.
—Don't say, 'I'm sorry, please just go die.'
At that time, Lin Yuanzhou thought that if he had the chance to kill Han Shicheng, he would definitely do it.
However, Han Shicheng has changed.
Lin Yuanzhou initially thought that Han Shicheng's sudden change might be because, like himself, he was given a second chance at life, and thus decided to do the things he had never dared to do before.
However, after observing for a period of time, Lin Yuanzhou discovered that the change was not a personality outburst, but a complete rot from the inside out.
He knows Han Shicheng too well.
The enemy we hate is also the opponent we know best.
Han Shicheng is a puppet trained by Han Yao, and his style of doing things always bears the traces of Han Yao—carrying a gray disguise and walking in the dark zone.
This blatant evil is not commensurate with Han Se-sung's intelligence.
He became very easy to kill.
It was at this moment that Lin Yuanzhou realized that even if he picked up a knife, he didn't have the same ruthlessness as Su Yunruo in putting people to death.
He could never catch up with Su Yunruo's pace.
"Boss."
"Boss."
Lin Yuanzhou was pushed on the arm and suddenly came to his senses.
The anger that flashed in his eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a smile. "What's wrong?"
"Paparazzi have taken photos of Han Se-sung being admitted to a mental hospital."
"Um--"
"Which mental hospital did they send you to?"
"That one in the suburbs, that's where rich guys usually go."
Lin Yuanzhou: "..."
The hospital where Su Yunruo lives.
...
The hospital cost a lot of money to design, and it was fully equipped with all the necessary functions. There was also a huge fountain garden behind the hospital.
It's almost November, and the trees surrounding the pond have all lost their leaves, standing like forks pointing towards the sky, waiting for their prey to fall at any moment.
Su Yunruo walked alone through the fountain and entered the VIP ward building from the back.
Han Shicheng was locked on the top floor. When Han Shicheng's mother was going through the admission procedures, Su Yunruo specially opened a green channel for her. Because the best doctors were included to assist with the treatment, his mother was so moved that she almost knelt down on the spot.
The doctor opened the door with a key, and Han Shicheng turned around from his hospital bed.
As per Han Yao's request, to prevent Han Shicheng from escaping, his hands and feet were bound. Once he adapted to life here, they would consider easing his restrictions a bit.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
Su Yunru waved her hand, signaling the doctor to leave.
Snap
The door closed.
The sky was dim and the lights in the ward were off. Han Shicheng's bed faced the large window, and a faint layer of light covered him.
Su Yunruo looked her over carefully, from head to toe.
She called out to the system in her mind again, but there was still no response.
The incident was somewhat sudden, but it's alright. You can die in a car accident while driving, or you can die in a plane crash while flying. As long as you're alive, you'll face death.
The important thing is what to do to prevent death.
Su Yunruo pulled the only chair in the ward and sat down on the edge of the bed, a smile on her face.
"I'm here to make some decisions."
"Heh—" Han Shicheng chuckled, recalling how Su Yunruo loved him to death in the novel. "You want to ask me if I love you? Let me tell you, I hate sluts, whores, and public buses like you the most."
"..."
"I'd rather die than sleep with you. You're dreaming if you think you can marry me."
"..."
Su Yunruo's smile and silence instilled a sense of fear in Han Shicheng. "You... why aren't you saying anything?"
"I'm taking off my jewelry."
"What?"
Su Yunruo had a ring given to her by a brand. It was set with a circle of small diamonds. Although it wasn't valuable, it was a simple thing that looked beautiful on her hand.
She gently pulled it out, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it into the inner pocket of her bag.
Her bracelet was ordinary; she wore it to match her watch, and it was easy to take it off.
Press the clasp, and with a "click," the watch comes off.
There's a hidden compartment at the very back of the bag that's not often noticed. Pinch the zipper and pull it to the right to reveal a white package.
Su Yunruo took it out; it was square, with a raised center.
Han Shicheng saw the thing and revealed a lewd smile, "So this is what you're here to do, no wonder you tied me up."
"..."
"Take it off yourself, then sit on top of me first..." (a vulgar expression)
Su Yunru tore open the small package; the sound was unusually clear in the quiet ward.
A surge of heat rushed to his head, "If you behave well, I wouldn't mind marrying you like in the books."
Su Yunruo paused, "A book?"
Han Shicheng realized he had misspoke and was about to correct himself when Su Yunruo opened the white package inside.
It wasn't a condom!
"I'll give it a try first."
"you want--"
"It might be a little uncomfortable, just bear with it."
Before Han Shicheng could react, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes.
Suddenly, my neck was grabbed forcefully!
Press your two thumbs firmly on the Adam's apple, flattening the tube there, while your four fingers dig into the back of your neck, your nails digging into the flesh through your gloves.
"Hmm..."
He could only make a sound for a moment when he was being choked, after which the hands tightened like chains, and he could even feel his throat being squeezed flat.
The feeling of suffocation made his face turn red, and he struggled with his limbs, causing the leather straps binding his wrists to clang loudly.
"How does it feel? Is it good?"
"I've heard that some perverts have a suffocation fetish."
"Let go...let go..." Han Shicheng couldn't take it anymore; this feeling was even worse than being shot in his previous life.
It wasn't a matter of stopping breathing; it was that all the blood vessels in my neck were being squeezed flat, and I desperately wanted to cough, but I couldn't cough anything up.
His vision blurred, and he uncontrollably shed tears.
Shh, wait a little longer.
The cell phone placed on Han Shicheng's bedside table was recording the time of this torment.
One minute and thirty seconds.
Han Shicheng stuck out his tongue, his eyes rolled back, and he looked like he was really going to die.
Two minutes later, his whole body convulsed, and he looked like he was about to die.
Two and a half minutes.
It looked like it was going to die, but it didn't.
Three points
He won't die.
Su Yunruo let go of him.
Han Shicheng inhaled sharply, then turned his head and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.
Su Yunruo sighed regretfully, "Ah, I guess I won't die after all."
Then, pinching the tip of the glove, he pulled it off one side, then the other, and once it was loose, he put it in the trash can.
"You...you!"
"Um?"
Han Shicheng flew into a rage, "Cough cough, madman, madman."
"You only just realized I'm crazy?"
"You fucking—"
Su Yunruo interrupted him, "To be honest, with your intelligence, it might be a little difficult for you to get rid of someone quietly, but I really can kill you here quietly."
After the suffocation he had just experienced, Han Shicheng felt a sharp pain in his throat and, at the same time, he truly believed that Su Yunruo might actually kill him.
"Murder is a crime."
"What are you talking to me about the law for? You haven't been abiding by the law either."
Han Shicheng was speechless after being rebuked, "What exactly do you want to do!"
I want to kill you.
With the system gone, Su Yunruo had a premonition that something big was about to happen.
So she came to find Han Shicheng.
In the book, Han Shicheng is the culprit who led her to her death. If Su Yun wants to protect the Su family and her own life, she must start by getting rid of him.
Let's see if we can change the plot of the book after the system disappears.
The fact that Han Se-sung survived three minutes of suffocation shows that the plot cannot be changed.
But then, a glimmer of hope appeared; Han Shicheng had just mentioned something that interested her.
—In the book.
This word is not common; probably only those who know it refers to a book would recognize it.
Su Yunruo crossed her arms and looked down at him disdainfully.
After a moment's thought, he scoffed, "Han Shicheng, as the male lead, how come you don't have a brain?"
After saying that, he stared intently at Han Shicheng's face.
He suddenly stopped coughing, his eyelids widened, and he stared at Su Yunruo with a look of horror and shock.
Su Yunruo understood the implication and asked again, "Is the current development the same as you envisioned?"
"You, you also..."
"Um?"
Han Shicheng opened his mouth wide, his chest and abdomen arched upwards, and his waist and neck lifted off the bed, his whole body like a bridge.
Su Yunruo remained unchanged in her expression and actions, waiting for his continued reaction.
Suddenly—
Han Shicheng felt as if he had fallen from a great height onto the bed and fainted.
Scared to death?
Su Yunruo didn't reach out to check her breath, since that place was too close to her mouth, and Han Shicheng could bite her hand as soon as he opened his mouth.
She went to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, and slowly, from top to bottom, splashed it all over Han Shicheng's face.
One second, two seconds.
Han Shicheng remained unmoved.
Another basin of water.
Su Yunruo chuckled, "You know what? I just tested it, you can't die."
"..."
"You might think this is a good thing."
"..."
"That's great, because it's a good thing for me too."
"..."
"For example, if I were to take a knife and stab you all over with holes—you wouldn't die, and I wouldn't become a murderer."
Han Shicheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with terror and despair.
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Author's Note: Let me explain a little, because I'm afraid I haven't expressed myself well QAQ
1. The female lead has a rather wicked personality, but she's always been very good at pretending. For specific details, refer to her malicious acts of deceiving children, the male lead's evaluation of her, some of his demands on Jiang Chunrou, and her father's refusal to let her take over the family business, etc.
2. The reason the female lead doesn't go all out against some characters is simply because they're not on the same wavelength and there's no need for them to, but she is on the same wavelength as Han Se-sung.
3. The system has completely disappeared here and will not reappear later. The reason will be explained later.
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