Lu Shiyan had long shown signs of depression, so he had been passively undergoing treatment recently. After today, he would likely have even less will to live.
Those who hurt me are slowly following in my footsteps.
The Su family is a mess, completely disintegrated. Even those who are still alive have suffered immense mental trauma.
Lu Shiyan is not only ill, but has also become depressed.
They are slowly experiencing the pain I went through.
It's as if an invisible hand has thrown them into a vat of boiling oil, on the lowest setting. They won't die immediately, but every moment will be excruciating.
However, they deserve it.
I met his dim, lifeless eyes. To him, perhaps I was the only ray of light he could grasp.
His inner turmoil was nothing more than wanting my forgiveness. As long as I haven't forgiven him, he will struggle in the abyss of pain.
But I wasn't the one who caused this ending. The pain he inflicted on me over the years is real.
If he hadn't pushed me, perhaps Chang Le wouldn't have miscarried.
There's a child between us, and I can never forgive him.
So when he looked at me with pleading eyes, I didn't comfort him, but calmly analyzed the pros and cons.
"Lu Shiyan, you have to live. If you really are Second Uncle's son, your identity will be exposed, and he'll likely contact you. That's our only clue."
He looked at me sadly. "For you, all I have left is to find out the truth?"
"Yes." He smiled bitterly. "You're so cruel, you won't even lie to me one more time."
"We're not even friends. I have no reason to pay for your emotions. Lu Shiyan, live like a man. Don't waste time on trivial matters. Don't you want to know the truth? Switched for so many years, manipulated like a puppet, who is it really?"
If Second Uncle is his biological father, he certainly wouldn't have watched him die! Having said all I needed to say, I turned and left.
Life is only once; it's up to him whether he wants it or not.
Wei Dong was taken to his room. When I arrived, Su Ning'an's tears were still flowing.
Upon seeing me, her expression suddenly changed. "Jiang Wanwan, you're the one who did this to him, aren't you!"
Wei Dong's emotions were fluctuating wildly. Perhaps he wanted to tell Su Ning'an that I was Su Wan.
But now that his tongue was gone, he could only utter monosyllables, and he could only fret helplessly.
I didn't speak, but slowly walked towards Su Ning'an.
"Miss Su, it seems you're very good at shifting blame. Is the Su family's current state entirely my doing? And your multi-faceted relationship—was that also something I forced you to do?"
"It was you who manipulated and guided things behind the scenes, causing Wei Dong to become like this."
Wei Dong's injuries completely overwhelmed Su Ning'an. She lost her former composure, appearing somewhat deranged.
"Jiang Wanwan, you shouldn't have touched him! I'm telling you, we won't let you get away with this. You'll be next to die. How could you touch him? How could you?"
"Ah…" Wei Dong made indistinct sounds, probably trying to stop Su Ning'an from provoking me.
"What's going on?" Mr. Lu came out from the old man's room and entered the room with Bai Lan.
He looked at Wei Dong on the bed, and upon seeing that face, a wave of guilt washed over him. "Child, you've suffered."
If he hadn't bitten his tongue so early, I'd also be curious if he knew his true identity.
Wei Dong's gaze towards Mr. Lu was cold, as if the person standing before him was just an ordinary person, unrelated to family.
Looking at Su Ning'an, whose eyes were red-rimmed, Mr. Lu earnestly advised, "Ning'an, I've watched you grow up. I believe you're not inherently bad. What do you know? There are no outsiders here, so just tell me. I just want to know how my son ended up like this."
"Uncle Lu, I don't know, I really don't know."
Mr. Lu then looked at me, "Sister-in-law, you're the ones who discovered this. What else did Yan Chen find out? We're all family, tell me."
"Brother, we can already tell you what we know. Wei Dong's identity is fake. Not only is his face disfigured, but he also has no fingerprints. If we hadn't started with DNA testing, we wouldn't have known this secret. Over the years, all traces of his life have been deliberately erased. If he wanted to tell the truth, he wouldn't have bitten his tongue."
Bai Lan comforted Mr. Lu, "Things are already like this. Fortunately, medical conditions are advanced now, so don't worry too much. The Lu family's medical team will definitely heal him."
Mr. Lu sighed, "I hope so, but his face..." With injuries like this, only skin grafts can heal him, and even then, the results won't be very good; he won't be able to fully recover.
Shen Ji used the excuse that Wei Dong needed to rest to ask everyone to leave the room.
Su Ning'an was also placed under house arrest.
The organization would definitely contact Su Ning'an next; it all depended on what Bai Lan would do.
We had made thorough preparations, but the unexpected still happened.
Early in the morning, a mournful cry erupted from the Lu family home.
Shen Ji hurriedly knocked on the door, "Sir, Madam, something's happened."
I woke up in Lu Yanchen's arms, a sense of unease washing over me.
"What happened?"
"Wei Dong is dead."
Lu Yanchen's face was ashen. "Dead! He was right under our noses, and he'd lost all ability to care for himself. Tell me how he died?"
"This morning, his condition deteriorated. He suddenly started vomiting blood. The medical team tried to resuscitate him, but he died."
He had been beaten and suffered internal injuries a week ago; vomiting blood now was clearly not right!
We rushed to the room. Lu's father stood dumbfounded at the door, while Su Ning'an had gone mad.
She rushed out of her room upon hearing the news, not even bothering to put on her shoes.
She threw herself onto Wei Dong, tears streaming down her face. "Wei Dong, don't scare me! Didn't you promise you'd always be with me? I'm not dead yet, how could you leave me!"
"Wei Dong, open your eyes and look at me."
"Liar! You said you'd always protect me! What will I do if you die? What will happen to our baby?"
In her agitation, I saw blood slowly seeping into her cotton pajama bottoms. She was already trying to save her pregnancy, and Wei Dong's death had a devastating impact on her.
"Oh no, Su Ning'an is going to miscarry..." I warned, "Call the doctor immediately."
Su Ning'an cared so much about this child, but with Wei Dong's death, she seemed to have lost all reason.
Completely ignoring the blood beneath her, she touched Wei Dong's face and said in an almost sickly voice, "Don't sleep, open your eyes and look at me."
Seeing this, my heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Wei Dong was dead.
How could he die so easily!