Bright daylight.
Inside a suite at the international airport hotel.
After finishing.
Shi Wan was pulled up from the large bed by Lu Xicheng, her waterfall-like hair swaying back and forth. “Stop moving, I’m tired~”
“Be good, hold on a little longer.”
“You’re so fierce, I’m scared. I don’t want to stand there and do it.”
“Now I’m taking you to get our marriage certificate. Tonight, I’ll teach you something new, and you’ll love it even more.”
Shi Wan suddenly opened her eyes. “Brother, are you this crazy?”
“While I just returned to the country and still have my household registration booklet on me, let’s get married quickly.”
Shi Wan raised her hands, making it easier for Lu Xicheng to help her put on her camisole.
Three years of dating had finally led to this result, but she was still worried.
“But Mrs. Lu doesn’t allow you to marry me.”
“You worry every day that I’ll be taken away by Lin Zaixin. I’ll help you eliminate that worry forever.”
However.
Lu Xicheng solemnly instructed, “My mom will definitely be upset. Later, you should be patient with her. She just had breast cancer surgery not long ago.”
Shi Wan nodded. “Okay.”
Today was the day Lu Xicheng returned from studying abroad. Reunion plus marriage—double happiness.
Holding the bright red marriage certificate, Lu Xicheng cupped her smiling face and gently squeezed her little dimples.
“Go home and get some sleep to regain your energy.”
“Why~”
“Tonight is our wedding night, and I won’t stop, Wanwan.”
The man turned his face, his large hand lifting her chin to raise her red lips, taking a deep, emotional breath. “I missed you so much, baby~”
Shi Wan shyly covered her face.
Lu Xicheng’s arm wrapped around her slender waist, gently squeezing her in the crook of his arm as he smiled and lifted her horizontally, placing her in the car.
As the car drove into the front gate of the Lu family’s garden-style mansion, Lu Xicheng’s phone rang.
Catching a glimpse of the caller ID “Lin Zaixin,” Shi Wan tactfully got out of the car first.
Lu Xicheng answered the call.
She went inside on her own.
In the living room, Lu’s mother, Qu Muhua, sat on the leather sofa, her face pale as she stared at Shi Wan.
“I heard you and Xicheng got your marriage certificate.”
Shi Wan hadn’t expected the news to spread so quickly. She glanced at Lin Zaixin, who was on the phone by the window, and timidly nodded.
“Yes, we made the decision ourselves. I’m sorry.”
Qu Muhua’s lips twitched.
“You don’t need to be afraid of me. What’s done is done, and there’s no use in me stopping you. I wish you happiness.”
Shi Wan: “…”
Qu Muhua didn’t blame them for deciding on their own, which was unexpected.
The next moment, Qu Muhua beckoned to her.
“Wanwan, come here.”
“Yes!”
As she walked toward Qu Muhua, Qu Muhua said, “Peel an apple for Mom.”
Shi Wan relaxed, secretly relieved that she had passed a major hurdle, and respectfully picked up the fruit knife.
“Ah…” Lin Zaixin, who was on the phone, suddenly screamed.
Shi Wan turned her head to look. In the blink of an eye, her wrist holding the knife was grabbed by a pair of hands.
She turned her head, and a shocking scene unfolded before her eyes.
Qu Muhua was holding her hand, the knife tip aimed directly at her own chest, and the blade plunged into her abdomen.
The speed of the action and the determination to die left her no chance to stop it.
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Shi Wan was stunned.
“Ah!! Brother Xicheng… come in quickly, Shi Wan stabbed Auntie…” Lin Zaixin screamed as she ran over while still on the phone.
Shi Wan’s shoulders were grabbed by her. “Wanwan, Auntie Lu treated you like her own daughter. Why would you harm her?”
Shaken back and forth, Shi Wan snapped back to reality and was about to explain.
Bang—
Lin Zaixin fell headfirst, her head hitting the coffee table. The glass shattered instantly, and her head was bleeding.
Lu Xicheng, who had rushed in, witnessed it all firsthand.
“What are you doing, Shi Wan?!”
The man’s shocked roar shattered Shi Wan’s spirit.
It also jolted awake Qu Muhua, who was lying on the ground looking half-dead. She opened her eyes and questioned resentfully:
“Xicheng, is this… the woman you married?”
“Mom!” Lu Xicheng knelt down.
Qu Muhua shed turbid tears. “I told you, you couldn’t be with her. You wouldn’t listen, and now you’ve brought this disaster upon your own mother?”
“I’m sorry!”
Qu Muhua gasped sharply. “Are you happy now? In the future… you’ll live a carefree life with her, while the mother who gave birth to you and raised you dies a wrongful death, becoming a lonely, wandering ghost. Cough…”
“Mom! Don’t talk, the ambulance will be here soon.”
Lu Xicheng trembled as if about to shatter.
Qu Muhua: “Go check on Xinxin quickly. She suffered today because of me… I’ve implicated her.”
“Xinxin is fine, Mom, don’t worry.”
Qu Muhua shook her head, her eyes dim as she delivered her last words.
“In this life of mine, I’ve enjoyed all the luxuries and riches. The only hardship was contracting cancer. For over three years, I fought against the illness. After surgery, my condition improved, and there was hope of extending my survival by more than ten years.”
“I never imagined that today, I would be killed by the woman you married.”
“If you still remember that I am the mother who gave birth to you and raised you, you cannot share a bed with the woman who killed your mother. The woman who caused your mother’s death is your enemy…!”
Cough, cough…
Qu Muhua pushed weakly, gasping for breath. “Go quickly… check on Xinxin. For your sake, she was implicated and harmed because of me. You must take responsibility for Xinxin, treat her well. Otherwise… I will not rest in peace!”
Shi Wan could only watch helplessly as Lu Xicheng rushed toward Lin Zaixin and picked up that woman.
Lu Xicheng asked with sorrow and pity, “Xinxin, how are you?”
“Xicheng, am I… am I going to die?” Lin Zaixin curled up in the man’s arms, weak and pitiful.
“You won’t.”
Lu Xicheng carried her and ran outside.
His long legs stirred up a swift wind, which carried Lin Zaixin’s fragmented sobs:
“Xicheng, it hurts~”
“Hold on a little longer, I’ll take you out to wait for the ambulance.”
“Xicheng, I’m so cold.”
“I’m holding you.”
“Can you… hold me a little tighter?”
“Okay.”
“Xicheng, I’m scared.”
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
“I’m troubling you… Wanwan will misunderstand, won’t she? I’m sorry! I’ve disturbed you two.”
“Don’t mind her! Rest easy, your health is what matters.”
They moved farther away, and the touching exchange faded into the distance.
Shi Wan remained where she was.
Six tall, burly bodyguards, fierce and menacing, trapped her in a circle.
When Lu Xicheng reappeared, ten hours had passed since the incident.
Shi Wan was locked in the Lu family’s discipline hall.
“You dreamed of marrying me, and I fulfilled that wish, didn’t I? Why did you still attack them?”
He stood at the entrance of the discipline hall, his voice hoarse and strained.
Shi Wan huddled in a corner, hugging her knees as she sat on the damp, bluish brick floor.
“I didn’t do anything. They set up a self-inflicted injury scheme to frame me.”
“What are you trying to argue?” Lu Xicheng roared.
Shi Wan was shocked that he saw her this way. “Brother Xicheng, you don’t believe me?”