Chapter 78 Past Life Chapter (3): To take revenge, first live well.
He thought he heard Pei Yanli's voice.
They're here to... pick him up, aren't they?
Luo Yunqing leaned against the ice coffin, letting the blood from her broken wrist bones spill out, and her consciousness began to fade away little by little.
He thought he would see Pei Yanli soon.
But reality often doesn't go as planned, just like his life, which never truly began and was always in decline.
He was unable to see Pei Yanli.
When I opened my eyes again, the long night had passed, and the dazzling sunlight shone through the window onto my bandaged left hand.
He did not die.
"What good is it if you die?"
The first person I met was Chen Zhao.
The eyes that looked over were filled with sadness and heartache, but the words that came out were harsh: "Are you making it impossible for the boss to rest in peace even after he dies like this?"
"You won't save me." Luo Yunqing rolled her dry throat and turned her head to the side. "I've already seen him."
"And then what happens after you see him!" Chen Zhao asked, seething with anger. "Do you think the boss will be happy?"
Pei Yanli wouldn't be happy, after all, even her birthday wish was for him to live a long and healthy life.
But he's gone now, what's the use of living a long life?
Luo Yunqing pursed her lips and skipped the question, "Weren't you at the police station?"
Chen Zhao did go to the police station to ask about the situation and what had been found, but suddenly, he felt a pang of panic, as if a voice was calling to him.
He thought he had to go back and take a look.
He rushed back, only to find blood splattered on the ground in front of the ice coffin, and a person whose hair had turned completely white just hours after leaving.
Luo Yunqing had probably remained calm the whole time, so he hadn't thought much about it, much less expected that he would choose to commit suicide without saying a word.
"The tendons in your left hand were all severed. The doctor spent the whole night resetting them." Chen Zhao's gaze fell on his left wrist. "You're really ruthless to yourself."
Luo Yunqing remained silent.
The ward fell silent for quite some time afterward.
Finally, Chen Zhaoxian couldn't help but say, "Don't forget to pay me for the surgery. I'm not a saint."
"Deduct it from the card." Luo Yunqing didn't cry or wail, but simply looked calmly at the sun outside the window: "Those assets... are all yours."
"You still want to die?"
Chen Zhao jumped up and paced back and forth in front of his hospital bed, utterly bewildered: "What's the use of dying? The cause of the boss's death is unknown; who knows who might have killed him! Instead of trying to find the murderer, you want to kill yourself? Even if you see the boss, what will you say?"
“I know that the boss’s sudden passing must have been a huge blow to you.” Chen Zhao slapped himself with his hand. “Do you think it didn’t hurt me as much? We’ve known each other for several times longer than you! But I’m begging you, please live well.”
"I..." Faced with such a plea, Luo Yunqing choked up several times, "I can't go on living."
"Why can't we survive?"
"I'm the only one left now."
All the people he cared about and loved were dead; Pei Yanli was the last one.
The last one!
He bought him a ring, saying he would stay with him and watch him retake the college entrance exam, but in the end, he cruelly abandoned him.
He's seen so many people off that he can't see any more.
"Then let's take revenge."
Chen Zhao grabbed his shoulders tightly. "Listen to me, the boss couldn't have fallen by accident. He cared about you, he worried about you. How could he just fall to his death for no reason? He was definitely murdered. If you can't go on living, go avenge the boss and send all those who killed him to jail!"
"Only in this way can the boss rest in peace."
What he needed wasn't Luo Yunqing to accompany him, but the truth.
...
Luo Yunqing was discharged from the hospital in less than half a day.
The house remains as it was, with a dried bloodstain in front of the ice coffin that Chen Zhao hadn't had time to clean up.
He helped the person sit down, then went to find a mop, wet it, cleaned the altar, rearranged it, and lit three incense sticks.
"The Pei family?"
“Yes, the Pei family.” After clasping his hands together in prayer, Chen Zhao opened his eyes and looked at the photo of the owner, saying, “The family has been passed down for more than 30 generations. It was once the leading family in Yanjing, but it has declined now. The owner was the second master of the Pei family. Didn’t he tell you that?”
Luo Yunqing slowly shook her head: "He never talks to me about his affairs."
“That’s because before he met you, he was no longer the second master of the Pei family. He was kicked out by the Pei family in a roundabout way.” Chen Zhao took a deep breath. “You know, sometimes he’s not clear-headed and is in a daze.”
"It's much better now."
“You took good care of him.” Chen Zhao smiled and turned around, then gradually lowered his gaze. “If you had…”
Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a car turning off came from the courtyard gate.
Chen Zhao quickly got up from the prayer mat and walked to the door. Two cars pulled up one after the other outside the courtyard.
Luo Yunqing found it strange: "Who's here?"
“The boss’s brother and nephew, and…” Chen Zhao narrowed his eyes, a surge of intense hatred welling up within him, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke each word clearly: “the former marriage partner.”
The temperature inside the room dropped instantly.
Pei Yanli stood beside him and said urgently, "Drive them away, all of them away! Don't let them near Xiao Luo, Chen Zhao, do you hear me? Don't open the door!"
"Formerly, the marriage partner." Luo Yunqing murmured, "Brother, nephew? Ha!"
It turns out Pei Yanli was a little better off than him; she had family. But why, in five whole years, have they never come even once?
He wanted to see what kind of family members could be so heartless.
"Since we have guests, please open the door."
Pei Yanli: "Xiao Luo."
"I want to see his ex-wife."
Chen Zhao hesitated for a moment, looking at the boss's photo with difficulty, "Don't look at it, there's nothing to see."
I never knew who the boss was. If I had known... how heartbroken I would have been.
"Chen Zhao, open the door."
At the same time, voices could be heard outside the courtyard.
Left with no other choice, Chen Zhao had to bite the bullet and open the door to welcome the group in.
Upon reaching the doorway, Pei Wenxian caught a glimpse of the ice coffin and suddenly stopped.
"Please come in." Chen Zhao walked up to the man, looked down at him sideways, and said, "Why aren't you coming in? You're the boss's brother."
“Ah Li really… really has…”
"If you fall from the 28th floor, do you think you'll survive?" Chen Zhao's tone was extremely unfriendly, and he was even more disgusted by the tears welling up in his eyes.
This is exactly the result he wanted to see.
Who is he acting for now?
After hesitating for a long time, Pei Wenxian finally pushed open the half-closed door and went in, where he was greeted by a photo of Pei Yanli.
He subconsciously took a half step back, his gaze shifting downwards to the white-haired boy beside the ice coffin. He turned back to Chen Zhao and asked, "Who is he?"
"The boss's lover."
Pei Wenxian asked in disbelief, "Ali got married?"
"The boss had instructed that everything be entrusted to him..." Chen Zhao stopped the person following Pei Hengzhi and shouted angrily, "What are you doing here! Is this a place you can come to!"
A glance at Pei Yanli's photo sent a chill down Song Xuechen's spine. She hadn't planned to go in, but hearing his words, she immediately retorted defiantly, "Why can't I come? After all, I lived with him for two years, and besides... I know Luo Yunqing too."
He bypassed Chen Zhao, mustered his courage, and took a big step inside. He paused for a moment when he saw the man's white hair, then smiled and said, "Long time no see, Luo Yunqing. You still remember me, right?"
Luo Yunqing stared intently at him, her left hand, which had no strength, clenching tightly again and again.
He asked Chen Zhao, "Is this his former marriage partner?"
Chen Zhao did not answer.
Instead, Song Xuechen herself admitted, "You don't know yet, do you? He's the one who refused the marriage proposal seven years ago when you offered five million, leaving me to go instead."
He walked up to the person step by step, bent down and said, "I never thought that after all this time, you would still be with him. Why bother? This is so illegitimate, a lover? You're just his mistress, aren't you?"
He has always been paying attention to Luo Yunqing.
Five years ago, in order to raise money for the orphanage director's medical treatment, she was even prepared to sell herself, but then she met Pei Yanli.
Pei Yanli paid all his medical bills and took him in as her mistress.
The voice grew softer and softer until only the two of them could hear it: "How does it feel to be paralyzed? You can't even move."
"Song...Song Xuechen!"
"Oh, I forgot, he's paralyzed and you stutter, you two are a perfect match."
Song Xuechen smiled and straightened up, a strange chill rising from her back, as if... someone was standing behind her.
He turned around abruptly, only to find the living room door right behind him, with no one there at all.
Looking at the enlarged black and white photo again, Pei Yanli's eyes seemed to be staring at him.
"Aheng." He quickly grabbed Pei Hengzhi's hand. "It's so cold here, let's go outside, Aheng?"
Since entering, Pei Hengzhi hasn't said a word, his eyes fixed on the white-haired boy beside the ice coffin.
The white hair didn't look dyed; it wasn't completely white, with a few strands of gray hair mixed in.
His hair turned white overnight.
This girl named Luo Yunqing turned white-haired overnight because of her second uncle.
Seeing that he was staring at Luo Yunqing, Song Xuechen was both angry and scared, and raised her voice again: "Aheng!"
Pei Hengzhi quickly snapped out of his daze, hurriedly pulled his hand away, walked up to the person, and guiltily avoided eye contact: "Please accept my condolences."
"That's the opposite of what you're saying." Luo Yunqing looked at the three people in front of her, ignoring Song Xuechen. "Aren't you two his relatives? Why are you telling me to grieve in moderation?"
They cruelly drove Pei Yanli away, and now they're pretending to be good people!
That's disgusting.
"Get out! All of you, get out of here!!! You're not welcome here!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhao immediately took action. Since the boss was no longer around, there was no need to be polite to them.
“Xiao Zhao, Mr. Luo.” Pei Wenxian also staggered to the door, choking back tears: “At least let me offer incense to Ali, just one stick.”
…………
Pei Hengzhi and Song Xuechen were kicked out of the courtyard.
"Luckily, no one was around at the time, and the police didn't seem to suspect anything." After getting into the car, Song Xuechen felt the temperature slowly rising. He breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Pei Hengzhi's arm. "Now we can rest easy. No one can threaten us anymore."
Before he could finish speaking, Pei Hengzhi pulled his arm back and looked through the car window at the living room with the curtains tightly closed.
"Back then, my second uncle mentioned you and your brother."
"How could that be! My brother is already married. He's just... he's just upset. You know he hasn't been thinking straight lately." Song Xuechen rolled her eyes in a panic and grabbed his hand again. "I've done so much for you, don't you trust me? We're getting married soon."
"Let's postpone the wedding for now."
"Why! Didn't we agree on this before?!"
Faced with his loud questioning, Pei Hengzhi looked out of the car again. His father wiped his eyes and staggered out of the house. The boy, whose hair had turned white overnight, stood at the door, fragile and broken, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
In her ear, Song Xuechen was still clinging to a reason.
He suddenly felt annoyed and casually brushed it off: "My second uncle just died, how can we get married right away? Besides, my dad wouldn't agree."
Look away.
The next second, Luo Yunqing looked over and stared at the car carrying Song Xuechen. "If I had gone back to the Song family and arranged the marriage, would Pei Yanli... have survived?"
really.
If he finds out the truth, things will definitely turn out this way in the end.
“This isn’t your fault, and the boss never thought of it that way.” Chen Zhao scratched his head. “The fault lies with that Song Xuechen! The boss clearly told him that he would be released in three months at most, but he conspired with Pei Hengzhi to drug the boss.”
"medicine?"
"The boss's headache, although there is no evidence, can only be caused by him. Only he can easily contact the boss." Chen Zhao became more and more angry as he spoke: "And the boss's leg. The doctor said that there was a chance for him to stand up, but not long after he entered the Pei family, the boss's leg injury had not yet healed, and he rolled down the stairs. It was all because of him! All for the sake of inheriting the boss's shares."
"Song Xuechen." Luo Yunqing leaned against the door frame, murmuring the name and giving a bitter laugh.
Why him of all people?
Why was he the one who was arranged to marry Pei Yanli?
He bit his lip so hard it bled, then turned and rushed to the kitchen, grabbing a cleaver. "I'm going to kill him, kill them all!!"
His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and strained.
Pei Yanli could only watch helplessly as his lover faced a breakdown.
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The revenge will begin in the next chapter.
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