NOVPUBChapter 324: 324, Is it real, or just pretending
Chapter 324: 324, Is it real, or just pretending
The surgical room was incredibly quiet and chilling. The air, thick with the smell of disinfectant, was also permeated with a stifling tension.
Seeing Li Wei lying on the rescue bench, her face paler than paper, her body cold, Song Qinghuan found it hard to breathe.
She shook her head vigorously, “No, it must be a hoax, it has to be.”
Someone came in from outside, signaling Song Qinghuan to step out. Song Qinghuan refused, wanting to examine if Li Wei had really stopped breathing. She was then pulled away by Chen Tian.
Chen Tian then forcibly dragged Song Qinghuan out of the hospital.
Song Qinghuan, curled up on the back seat of the car with her head buried in her knees, was devastated. She kept her face hidden behind a curtain of messy hair.
Chen Tian watched her anxiously, unsure of what to say.
He continued to drive in silence. When he picked up Shi Yuhuan from the airport, he let out a sigh of relief, grateful that he wasn’t alone in dealing with the heartbroken Song Qinghuan.
Upon getting into the car, Shi Yuhuan took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Song Qinghuan. “I have a letter here for you. Li Wei wrote it!” he said.
Song Qinghuan gaped, immediately reaching out to take it.
The envelope was sealed, indicating no one had tampered with it. She tore it open and pulled out two pages of densely written words.
“Qinghuan, when you read this letter, I might already be with your brother. I know it must be hard for you to believe everything that’s happening so suddenly.
There’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you, but never managed to. It was me who killed your brother.
It started about a decade ago.
I was an unlucky, yet lucky girl. Although our family was poor, I had a mother who loved me.
She worked hard to raise me, to send me to school.
The year I was a freshman, she got sick. In order to raise money for her treatment, I had to work at a nightclub.
At the time, I was really scared. I didn’t want to degrade myself, but I needed the money.
It was there that I met him. Everyone called him ‘K’. He felt really warm, just like my father who had gone to heaven.
That day, he didn’t lay a finger on me. He even asked if I was facing any hardship, which was why I was working in a place like that at such a young age.
Crying, I told him the plain truth: that I needed money for my mother’s treatment.
After listening to my story, he asked if I was interested in making a deal with him.
I initially thought that he wanted to take advantage of me, but he didn’t. He not only offered to pay for my mother’s treatment but also to finance my education.
All I had to do in return was to obey him unconditionally. For my mother’s sake, I agreed without hesitation.
After the deal, not only did my mother survive, but I also transferred to the best high school and eventually the best university. I was over the moon. I saw K as my lucky charm. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
When someone helps you, you should return their kindness. What he gave me was more than just a simple favor. So when it came to what he wanted me to do, I never thought about whether it was right or wrong, I just did it willingly.
Working at Times Group was similar to working at other companies. He asked me to manipulate some bills, sometimes making money, sometimes losing it. I wasn’t sure who else in the company was helping him.
