Xia Weiyao's eyes were unfocused as she drew closer to Yu Qiao. Her outstretched hand revealed a tattered sleeve and an arm covered in scars of all sizes, with the bones clearly visible.
He was nearing a state of madness, staggering and muttering, "Money, give me money, I want money..."
Yu Qiao had sharp ears, and the moment Xia Weiyao approached, she immediately took two steps to the side.
Xia Weiyao missed her target and her head slammed into the ground, hitting her forehead on some gravel and drawing blood.
Yu Qiao frowned repeatedly, glanced down at her dirty ankles, then at Xia Weiyao. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by a hoarse voice.
"Mom, what are you doing here?"
Yu Qiao turned her head and unexpectedly saw Cheng Su.
Cheng Su's injuries had not fully healed; his handsome, fair face still had bandages on it, and his dark, deep, narrow eyes held a hint of surprise when he saw Xia Weiyao.
She hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down, and helped Xia Weiyao up: "Mom, where have you been? I've been looking for you."
"No... I'm not your mother." Xia Weiyao covered her face in fear and choked back tears.
The image of Cheng Baiwan's gloomy face flashed through Xia Weiyao's mind, and she shrank back in terror. If Cheng Baiwan found out that she had met with Cheng Su, he... he would beat her to death!
Xia Weiyao had no intention of pestering Yu Qiao for money anymore and struggled desperately to leave.
Cheng Su grabbed her wrist, his dark pupils gradually turning crimson. His gaze fell on Xia Weiyao's wounds and dirty face, and he gritted his teeth: "Was it Cheng Baiwan who did this to you?"
He suddenly became furious: "I'm going to kill him!"
"No, no, no..." Upon hearing this, Xia Weiyao immediately shrank back like a quail, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "I fell by accident."
Yu Qiao didn't have time to listen to Xia Weiyao and Cheng Su's story, but...
Her alluring fox-like eyes curved slightly as she looked at Cheng Su and said, "Cheng Su, haven't you always felt that Pei Jin stole your place?"
Cheng Su froze, mechanically turning his head to gaze quietly at Yu Qiao.
"Isn't the person involved right here?" Yu Qiao blinked, her pretty eyebrows slightly raised, with a hint of enjoying the drama: "Your mother just now wanted money from me, Pei Jin's girlfriend."
"What...?" Cheng Su's usually cold face showed astonishment and disbelief as he stared intently at Xia Weiyao, his throat bobbing: "Mom, what exactly happened back then...?"
Xia Weiyao dared not look at Cheng Su; the long-buried memories of the past flooded her mind like a tidal wave.
Xia Weiyao bit her lip tightly, refusing to reveal a single word about those filthy and ugly things, shaking her head and crying and laughing at the same time: "I don't know, don't ask me."
“Son, listen carefully. You didn’t see me today, so don’t tell Cheng Baiwan that you did, or else… or he’ll kill me.”
Xia Weiyao's voice was almost pleading.
Cheng Su lifted Xia Weiyao's messy hair and realized that she was already in tears.
His expression was complicated, and he secretly leaned towards what Pei Jin and Yu Lingze had said.
Could it be that he really is the illegitimate child who should not have been born?
Cheng Su's thin frame swayed, feeling a lump in his throat. He gripped Xia Weiyao's hand tightly, his eyes red as he demanded, "Mom, I'll just ask you one question: Am I... an illegitimate child?"
"..." Xia Weiyao's slender shoulders trembled, her lips were bitten until they bled, but her voice was firm and powerful: "How could you be an illegitimate child!"
"You're not!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Weiyao shoved Cheng Su aside, turned and glared at Yu Qiao, then ran away.
Yu Qiao had no intention of letting her go.
From an angle unseen by everyone, Yu Qiao lowered her head slightly, and her beautiful, clean fox-like eyes instantly turned a scarlet red, dark and menacing, sweeping over the bloodthirsty pit.
Xia Weiyao, who was already insane, suddenly became dull and numb in her eyes.
As she fled in panic, she suddenly stopped, crossed the road, and stood blankly in the middle of the road.
"drop--"
A truck sped towards us from a distance.
The driver was Cheng Baiwan. He had just finished his business, and the car was filled with white mist. He had a blissful smile on his face. But when he saw the woman standing in the middle of the road, his eyes widened in shock.
"drop--"
"Get out of my way!"
Upon closer inspection, Cheng Baiwan recognized the woman as Xia Weiyao!
A heavy "bang!" was heard.
Blood splattered everywhere, flesh and blood were mangled.
Xia Weiyao's head was crushed, spurting out milky white brain matter and large patches of bright red blood, which spread from under the car amidst the terrified screams around her.
Cheng Su's straight back swayed, his head buzzed, and he stared blankly at the scene.
Until someone screamed, "Call the police!"
He finally realized what was happening, stumbled over, and called out in an extremely hoarse voice, "Mom."
Yu Qiao slowly raised her head, her scarlet pupils had turned back to pure black, and a malicious smile flashed quickly in her fox-like eyes.
With a twist of her slender waist, her long hair swayed in the breeze.
Her crystal shoes clicked softly on the ground. She slowly brushed her messy hair behind her ear, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Finally, it's quiet.
Behind him was Cheng Su's collapsing voice and the clamor of the crowd.
But all of this seemed to have nothing to do with her.
Yu Qiao's petite figure eventually disappeared.
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Cheng Su sat blankly in the hospital corridor, feeling as if all his energy had been drained, his limbs numb.
Xia Weiyao is dead. The person who hit and killed Xia Weiyao was her father, Cheng Baiwan.
At that time, Cheng Baiwan was drinking in the car.
In the instant of the crash, Cheng Baiwan's body struck the butcher's knife inside the car, piercing his heart. He died despite attempts to save him.
Cheng Su felt a chill run through his body, and his eyes were filled with a deathly pale emotion.
"Cheng Su! Who is Cheng Su!"
A tall and imposing figure strode briskly from one corner of the corridor.
This man was the old butcher to whom Cheng Baiwan sold Xia Weiyao.
The old butcher, carrying a bloodstained cleaver, strode over menacingly. Seeing Cheng Su sitting on the ground, he squatted down and spat, "You're Xia Weiyao's son?"
Cheng Su slowly raised his head and looked at the old butcher expressionlessly.
"Okay, your mother is dead now. Your father sold her to me for 300,000. It's only been a few years, and I haven't even made my money back yet."
"Since you are their son, then give me the money back. I won't ask for more than 100,000."
"What did you say?!" Cheng Su's pupils shrank sharply, and he seemed to be frozen in ice.
The old butcher didn't care. He stroked his beard, grinned wickedly, and revealed his yellowed teeth: "Don't play dumb with me. Your dad sold your mom to me for fun back then."
"We agreed on ten years, and it's only been three years! I want 100,000, that's not unreasonable!"
Cheng Su felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his mind, and his thoughts came to a complete standstill at that moment.
As if collapsing, his handsome face was filled with dejection and numbness. He stiffly pulled at his lips, laughing and crying at the same time.
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