Hearing her mention the child, Yao Yuhan had a dazed look on her face again. She smiled slightly and said as if whispering: "My child... my child, the child I have been looking forward to for more than ten years...
Hahaha! Jiang Zimo, I advise you to stop taking chances, those are your siblings, those are your younger brothers and sisters! That morning, I told your father that I was pregnant, and I wanted him to
I gave that ancient book to Murong Yuanhong, and I promised that I would give him a beautiful, cute and smart child! But... But he refused, and he refused no matter what he said. He also wanted me to abort this child! Child!
My poor child! Mom is sorry for you!"
As Yao Yuhan spoke, she began to cry sadly. As her body swayed, she took another half step back.
"Yuhan! Yuhan!" Seeing that she was already on the edge of the rooftop, Murong Yuanhong finally couldn't help but ran up. He didn't take two steps when he suddenly "Plop!" and knelt down on the spot.
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"Yuhan, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have forced you. It's all my fault. I'm not good and I'm a bastard! But Yuhan, you can't be so cruel. You can't..." If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes and heard it with your own ears,
Jiang Zimo could hardly believe that the person kneeling on the ground crying was Murong Yuanhong.
But his pleading could not bring Yao Yuhan's heartbeat at all. She just looked at him coldly, the hatred and disgust in her eyes were like a sharp sword that could pierce the heart.
"Murong Yuanhong, you big bastard, let me tell you, the biggest mistake I have ever done in my life is to reach such an agreement with you. Over the years, I have endured your robbery of me countless times.
I even want to die! Now, if you come to me and confess your sins to me again, do you think all this is meaningful? If it weren’t for you, my child would not have died in vain. Murong Yuanhong,
I hate you! Even if I die, I will never forgive you!"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Zimo again.
Soon, she stopped the smile on her face and said in a voice that could only be heard by Jiang Zimo: "Azi, I'm leaving. I have loved and been loved by others in my life.
I have hated people and harmed others. Now, I have reaped the consequences. I know that I am not a good person. I hurt my own sister, and she will never forgive me again in this life. If I die, I may go to hell.
Fried. But, it is a pity that my death is destined to make your life difficult. If your father wakes up, please tell him that I, Yao Yuhan, loved him and I have never regretted my love.
Fuck him. But at the last moment of my life, I hated him... because I knew that in his heart, from beginning to end, he only loved your mother...".
Big tears fell from Jiang Zimo's eyes.
Does she really hate her father? No, if she did, she would not choose to use her own life in exchange for his awakening.
But she also used her own death to make him live in guilt for her for the rest of his life. Even she, Jiang Zimo, was burdened with heavy shackles because of her suicide.
She was right, she was not a good person, but she chose a particularly heavy way to die, which dyed her originally frivolous and humble life with a strange bloody light.
Not bothering to wipe away his tears, Jiang Zimo instinctively took a few steps forward.