"Of course, I know you were forced, so I helped you. At the beginning, you agreed to return to Yixiu’s side just for a kidney to save your mother’s life. If your mother is no longer here, wouldn’t you be relieved? Lin Yixun, in fact, you should thank me." "Thank you? Thank you, you murderer!?" "Actually, I wouldn’t call myself a murderer. I just added fuel to the fire. The real murderer is you, it’s you, Lin Yixun!" Lin Yixun’s pupils suddenly constricted, "What do you mean?" "Literal meaning!" Cheng Ying took advantage of Lin Yixun’s distraction, broke free from her, and said with a smile, "Lin Yixun, do you know why your mother committed suicide? Actually, the real reason for her suicide wasn’t me, but you! I just sent her a stack of photos, and you are the real culprit that made her completely despair of life!" Lin Yixun’s heart trembled, and she asked in a low voice, "What photos, what photos did you give her?" "You’re so smart, can’t you guess?" Seeing Lin Yixun falling into chaos, Cheng Ying smiled more triumphantly, "Of course, they are the photos of you and Yixiu together." Upon hearing this, the color drained from Lin Yixun’s face instantly. Even if Cheng Ying said nothing more, she already knew the answer. At this moment, Cheng Ying didn’t forget to add fuel to the fire, "For a life-saving kidney, your own daughter returned to the enemy’s side, willingly becoming the enemy’s plaything. What do you think your mother, with her personality, would do?" "Stop, stop talking!" Lin Yixun covered her ears and retreated step by step. "Why should I stop? Every word I say is true. If you don’t believe me, you can investigate it yourself and see if I am lying." Cheng Ying approached step by step, each word striking Lin Yixun’s heart, "Lin Yixun, your mother chose to commit suicide because of you!" Lin Yixun, your mother committed suicide because of you. She chose to commit suicide because of you... Cheng Ying’s words were like a death sentence, leaving Lin Yixun unable to fight back. She tightly covered her ears but found that the voice seemed to be engraved in her mind, constantly echoing in her head. She kept telling herself, Lin Yixun, this is just Cheng Ying’s trick to provoke you. If you believe it, you fall into her trap. However, another voice in her heart was telling her that although Cheng Ying’s motives were not pure, what she said was undoubtedly true. If she hadn’t known the truth, if she hadn’t known that Leng Yixiu controlled her everywhere because of that kidney, if she hadn’t wanted to avoid implicating her, why would her mother choose such a decisive way? Cheng Ying was right, her mother’s death was inseparably linked to her, she was the real culprit that forced her mother to commit suicide! Lin Yixun staggered a few steps back, gripping the door frame tightly to barely stand, feeling like a thousand knives were stirring her heart, causing her unbearable pain. But Cheng Ying seemed unsatisfied. What she wanted was not Lin Yixun’s unbearable pain, but to drag her into the eighteenth level of hell, never to rise again. Seeing the timing was ripe, she leisurely said, "Oh... there’s one more thing I forgot to tell you. When your father heard the news of your mother’s death, he couldn’t bear the shock, had a sudden heart attack, and couldn’t be resuscitated after being sent to the hospital." Lin Yixun’s eyes widened abruptly, shaking her head vigorously, "No, you must be lying to me, I don’t believe it!" Newest update provıded by 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍 She kept telling herself that Cheng Ying came here with ill intentions, just to see her in unbearable pain. She couldn’t let Cheng Ying have her way. "Why would I lie to you? If you don’t believe me, you can call the South Mountain Prison and check if I am lying." Hearing this, Lin Yixun immediately took out her phone from her pocket, dialed a number with trembling fingers, and soon, the call was connected. Lin Yixun took a deep breath, opened her mouth, and after a long time, found her voice. She briefly inquired about her father’s condition from the prison staff. In her heart, she didn’t believe what Cheng Ying said, but the prison’s response was exactly what Cheng Ying said - her father indeed had a sudden heart attack the night before and unfortunately passed away. "Miss Lin, we have notified you about your father’s death, and your people have taken his body. Don’t you know? Hello? Miss Lin, are you still listening? Miss Lin..." The voice of the prison staff came through the receiver, but Lin Yixun couldn’t hear a word. Her fingers gripped the door frame tightly, feeling that the scenery around her was shaking incessantly. At this moment, Cheng Ying didn’t forget to add fuel to the fire, "See, I wasn’t lying to you, was I?" Lin Yixun looked up at the woman opposite her and smiled sorrowfully, "Cheng Ying, after doing all this, what good does it do you?!" "Good? Naturally, it helps. Seeing you in unbearable pain, that’s the benefit. Lin Yixun, six years ago, you took away the person I loved most. Why are you doing it again after six years? I hate you, I hate you so much. I wish you would disappear from this world immediately!" "Disappear?" Lin Yixun seemed to be reminded of something, her eyes lifelessly shifting, murmuring to herself, "Disappear... from this world..." "Yes! Someone like you should disappear from this world. Both your parents died because of you. Tell me, what face do you have left to live in this world!" Lin Yixun staggered a few steps back, leaning powerlessly against the wall behind her. What Cheng Ying said was indeed true. If it weren’t for her, her mother wouldn’t have committed suicide. If it weren’t for that phone call she made to her father, he wouldn’t have had a heart attack from the shock. The deaths of her parents were indeed indirectly caused by her! Back then, because of her youthful madness, her father ended up in prison, and her mother was left without a place to stay. Now, because of her stupidity, her parents died one after another. Cheng Ying was right, what face did she have to live in this world! The strength drained from Lin Yixun’s body, even breathing became difficult. She took deep breaths repeatedly, but found her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. The scenery around her started to spin violently. Lin Yixun looked up at the cold ceiling, her vision suddenly darkened, and her consciousness plunged into chaos. Cheng Ying coldly glanced at Lin Yixun, who had fallen unconscious on the ground. A triumphant smile appeared on her beautiful face. She laughed and laughed, but tears began to fall. She had loved Leng Yixiu for so many years, hoping to walk down the aisle with him and grow old together. But the happiness that was about to be hers was repeatedly destroyed by Lin Yixun, this woman. Alright, since she could never attain happiness in this life, she decided to drag Lin Yixun into the eighteenth level of hell together.