Bai You felt guilty about Ning An's death. The blood-soaked white cloth on the operating table was her lifelong nightmare.
She could not forget that that vibrant life ended because of her.
But this guilt and sadness were only directed at the girl Ning An, and he, Si Youli, was really not worthy of her.
Bai You's lips curved in a mocking smile as he looked at Si Youli, speaking slowly and cruelly, word by word: "I couldn't save her, but did you? Do you remember what she said when she died? She blocked the knife for me because she no longer had any reason to stay in this world. Living a numb and heartless life like a walking corpse is not what she wanted."
"Rather than saving me, it's more like fulfilling her wish."
Si Youli's expression gradually darkened as Bai You explained word by word.
There was a cold frost in his eyes.
But Bai You was fearless.
Staring into Si Youli's eyes, he continued to say that the fact was what he could not accept the most.
"She can die for others, but she can't live for you. Mr. Si, whether as a husband, a lover, or even a suitor, you have failed completely."
"Yu Yan is suffering unspeakably because of a husband like you. She's in agony and wants to die. Miss An is uneasy because of a lover like you. She has thoughts that shouldn't be there. She knows that you're only trying to use her by approaching her, but she still plunges into the illusion you've created without hesitation, living like a jealous woman."
"As a suitor, ah, you've been obsessed with Miss An for three years, and you couldn't even get a look of pity from her. Her misfortune was indirectly caused by you, and her death was indirectly caused by me. I have ten points of guilt, but how can you guarantee that you don't have five points of fault? Regardless of whether it was our will or not, the facts are there, and we cannot deny it."
Bai You's words were like a sharp knife, cruelly dissecting Si Youli's frozen heart.
Let him face his mistakes and the darkness hidden deep in his heart.
But Si Youli was unwilling to admit what Bai You said. He had already spread his sins evenly onto Yu Yan.
So he curled his lips, his voice still steady, his tone still indifferent, conveying cruelty indifferently.
"How am I not a good husband? I didn't deduct her money, and I didn't abuse her. How can I not be a qualified husband? Then what is your definition of a qualified husband?"
Bai You looked at Si Youli and frowned.
His reaction was completely unexpected to her.
Someone who cares so much about Ning An will not listen to others mention her, especially since she is a murderer in his eyes.
She thought that if she brought this up, he'd fly into a rage, or perhaps even refute her harshly. Either way, at least he'd face the truth, instead of being like this.
The smile on the corner of his mouth was like a lonely ghost wandering on the street at three in the middle of the night, looking for the evil people who had wronged them in this world.
Now, he was fearless and unconcerned. He wanted to torture others, to suffer with him, to enjoy this half-dead feeling together, a numb walking corpse, without a soul. Like a clockwork machine.
And Yu Yan was the target of his wanton revenge.
But Yu Yan was so innocent, why should she bear his anger?
Now he asks what defines a good husband.
A qualified husband?
Bai You pursed his lips and began to think.
Finally, she looked up and asked, "What does your wife mean to you? How do you feel watching her socialize with those business tycoons and hypocritical officials every day? The revealing clothes, the servile fawning. Look at her now. Is she still the bright and beautiful Yu Yan, the eldest daughter of the Yu family?"
When Si Youli heard Bai You's words, he seemed to find it very funny. He laughed softly and looked at Bai You with eyes full of sarcasm.
As a result, Bai You's heart instantly fell to the bottom.
Sure enough, Si Youli spoke, and his words were so cruel that even Bai You, a bystander, could not bear to hear them.
"She could have been the eldest daughter of the Yu family her whole life, high and mighty, with no one forcing her or embarrassing her. But she insisted on throwing herself at the boss and becoming Mrs. Si. The position of Mrs. Si isn't as easy as the position of the eldest daughter of the Yu family. Since she's got it, is it strange for her to take on some of the things that are Mrs. Si's job?"
"I didn't force you to wander between men and fawn over them. No one wants to see their wife prostrate herself like other men. This is her own choice, and her choice has nothing to do with our Si family. So, may I ask, why am I unqualified as a husband? Hmm?"
"As for what you said about my wife, what does she mean to me? Well, it's a shame to eat her, but it's a shame to discard her. And this shame is because our Si family paid a lot for this marriage. These costs are truly a pity."
The person whose face turned pale during Si Youli's slow and sarcastic words was Bai You.
Her throat seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that she couldn't swallow her saliva.
The person with a pale face is Bai You, and the person with jealousy and pleasure in his eyes is An Lan.
Si Youli's gaze fell intentionally or unintentionally on the ward door behind Bai You, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of malice and pleasure.
An Lan's heart finally settled down.
This time, she should give up completely.
No matter how conflicted and entangled Si Youli's heart was, the message he conveyed to her was always his disgust and contempt.
Bai You was only focused on listening to Si Youli's cruel words, but he didn't notice at all how loud Si Youli's voice was when he said, "It's tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw it away."
That’s right, if you don’t raise your voice high enough, how can the person behind the door hear it?
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