"Let go! You're...breaking the law! You can't do this! How can you face Chao Bei...she came here for me!"
He Su struggled and screamed with all her might.
Looking at her face contorted with fear, Xiang Ziye smiled: "So, our incredibly clever Aunt He Su, who can kill without shedding blood, actually has moments of fear?"
Seeing Rong Zhaonan drag her closer, Old Wu said sternly, "That's enough, stop right there!"
We can't let him stand too close to them. He used to be a top reconnaissance battalion captain. Even though he's been out of the military for many years, we can tell from his ability to unload a gun and remove a bullet with one hand that we can't let our guard down.
Reminded, Xiang Ziye pointed his gun at the bridge railing not far away: "Ah, right, you stand there and just throw our Aunt He Su off there."
Rong Zhaonan didn't refuse. He stood still and looked at them coldly: "Xiang Ziye, I hope you keep your word!"
Xiang Ziye's lips curled into a strange smile: "Of course! If you both jump, I'll keep my promise and release your woman!"
"Let go! Rong Zhaonan, if your father finds out, he will not forgive you!" He Su's face turned pale, and she twisted her body in anger.
Rong Zhaonan acted as if he hadn't heard her, coldly pulled her up, pressed her head down, and roughly slammed her against the bridge!
Under the cold, bright moonlight, the water murmured, and in the shallow river, cold, hard granite stalagmites emerged from the water, gleaming with a cold, dim light.
A drop of nearly 30 meters, almost the height of a 10-story building, would definitely kill someone!
He Su's head was pressed down, and she trembled all over, constantly trying to grab the railing.
"Rong Zhaonan! I don't need you to do this! I don't need it!" Ning Yuan couldn't hold back any longer. She suddenly grabbed Xiang Ziye's arm and glared coldly at Rong Zhaonan.
Unlike the flat ground of a hospital, it's impossible to set up an air cushion on the river!
What is he going to do? He's a human, not a god. How is he going to fall down unharmed?!
Even if he falls and only gets injured, surviving the fall, what about He Su?
He personally pushed He Su off the bridge, which is a crime he committed knowingly and illegally, and his punishment is doubled!
Xiang Ziye's ruthless schemes are all out in the open—
Even if Rong Zhaonan survives, he harmed his stepmother. Even if this stepmother was vicious and cruel, he pushed He Su down without trial or conviction, which is considered murder!
He risked his life and endured so many years in the countryside. To have his future ruined is the least of his worries; he'll go to jail!
"Oh, so you're feeling sorry for him? Didn't you say he died and you wanted my third son to get a number and line up to marry you? Here, I'll help you, sister-in-law?"
A dark glint flashed in Xiang Ziye's eyes. He lowered his head and chuckled maliciously in Ning Yuan's ear, tightening his grip on her slender waist.
Ning Yuan glared at him fiercely, spitting out a curse through gritted teeth: "Go to hell!"
Looking at the girl in his arms who had lost her composure, Xiang Ziye suddenly recalled a figure from the depths of his memory.
He looked at her, then suddenly pressed the gun against her chin and muttered something out of the blue: "Ah...she never seems to lose control...always perfect...tch..."
Ning Yuan had no interest in knowing what he was talking about at the moment; she was extremely anxious.
Ning Yuan took a deep breath and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye: "Xiang Ziye, have you ever heard the saying, 'After the gunshot, there are no winners!' Your brother may not die, and you may not die either! Don't make another mistake!!"
"After the gunshot... there were no winners?" Xiang Ziye murmured for a moment.
Suddenly, he chuckled softly, somewhat nervously, the muzzle of the gun pressed against Ning Yuan's chin trembling slightly: "But... the gun already fired many years ago!"
Xiang Ziye suddenly raised his head, looking at Rong Zhaonan with a cold and twisted gaze: "There's no going back. So many years have passed, and the old and new grudges are no longer as simple as just Xiao Si's life and my future. It has to come to an end..."
Xiang Ziye looked intently at Rong Zhaonan: "Then let fate decide! Xiao Nan—don't make me wait any longer, or I'll let her die first!!"
This was the first time in many years that Xiang Ziye addressed the boy in the same way he had when he first met Rong Zhaonan at Ye Qiu's house.
At the same time, he also tightened his grip on the detonator in his hand that was holding Ning Yuan's slender waist.
A flicker of emotion crossed Rong Zhaonan's eyes, and he lowered his gaze: "..."
Ning Yuan was choked by his grip, but she refused to give up: "Xiang Ziye..."
Rong Zhaonan suddenly interrupted her: "Ning Yuan..."
Ning Yuan felt a tremor in her heart when she saw him suddenly look into her eyes.
Rong Zhaonan firmly pressed He Su's head against the railing with one hand, his cold and narrow eyes gazing at her quietly: "Ning Yuan, if I really die, will you remember me?"
Ning Yuan's breath caught in her throat, and she gritted her teeth coldly: "Rong Zhaonan, if you jump, we'll get a divorce! I'll marry another man, take his child with me, and go to your grave!"
Rong Zhaonan suddenly lowered his eyes, a hint of helplessness mixed with a roguish smile curving his lips, his expression full of doting: "As expected of someone who knows how to say things. Yes, you still have many dreams to realize..."
The cold moonlight fell on his handsome face, as if coating his face with a gentle yet dim light, and the slightly long, wispy strands of hair at his temples swayed gently in the wind.
Ning Yuan suddenly remembered how he used to pick her up from school every time he went to Grandma Xia's house in the countryside. The moonlight fell on his cold and aloof eyes, like a clear pool reflecting the moon, only reflecting—her image.
Her heart suddenly clenched, as if stabbed hard by something, and then—
She watched as he suddenly grabbed He Su by the collar, lifted her up, and pushed her off the railing without hesitation.
"Ahhh—Help!" He Su screamed in agony.
He leaned against the railing, looked at her and chuckled softly. The next second, he spread his arms and bent his waist backward, like a bluebird spreading its wings but giving up flying and falling headlong into the abyss of night.
"Anan—No!!!" The wind howled, Ning Yuan's pupils shrank, her eyes reddened, her whole body trembled, her heart felt like it was being pierced, and her mind went blank.
The air seemed to stop flowing at that moment.
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