"What? You're going to abandon me?"
Hearing Chu Yazhi say this, Lan Yunhai felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his ears. His wide eyes were filled with disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.
"My greatest regret is spoiling you too much when you were young, turning you into a hypocrite with a respectable appearance."
Chu Yazhi's soft, smooth left hand, still youthful, caressed Lan Yunhai's cheek. "As a result, you killed your father and forced me to become a plaything for others when I was still young and beautiful."
"Yunhai, what is this?"
As Chu Yazhi spoke, she turned slightly and lifted her shawl. Lan Yunhai immediately saw the four glaring ink characters tattooed on her slender neck. However, he didn't pay much attention to it. It was just a tattoo, a body art. Compared to having his limbs broken and being someone's plaything, what was a mere tattoo?
"Besides here, there are also characters on my backside."
Chu Yazhi lowered her hand and turned back to say. Lan Yunhai's mouth twitched violently, and he blurted out, "Let me see."
"How can you see it?"
A longing look suddenly appeared in Chu Yazhi's eyes. "They say it glows green in the dark. It must be very alluring when it moves."
Lan Yunhai was stunned. He finally realized that his mother seemed not to be quite normal.
"Yunhai, you've already killed your father, so don't harm your mother anymore. From now on, you should just lie there obediently. I will entrust the people at the manor to send you to a nursing home in another city. Just consider that I never gave birth to you."
Chu Yazhi leaned close to Lan Yunhai's ear and whispered, "Perhaps if I'm lucky, I'll have another son. If that day comes, I'll bring him to see you."
Lan Yunhai's eyes widened! He couldn't believe his mother would say such a thing to him. Or rather, he couldn't believe that his mother would cruelly abandon him for her own future happiness! To leave him alone in a nursing home somewhere.
"I'm still young, and I'm so beautiful," Chu Yazhi said truthfully. "I must strive to live a good life again. Yunhai, be good. Actually, lying down for a lifetime is also a form of happiness. You'll understand this later."
After speaking, she stood up, wiped her tears forcefully, and hurried towards the back door of the hall. She would give the manor a sum of money and entrust them to send Lan Yunhai to a nursing home in another city.
After her figure disappeared out the door, Lan Yunhai regained his senses. He roared, "Chu Yazhi, you bitch! Shameless bitch! Come back! How can you abandon me? And enjoy your new life with that little beast!?"
His roars echoed in the empty hall for a long time. Even the heavens seemed to pity Lan Yunhai. With a crack of thunder, the rain intensified.
After an unknown amount of time, when a black car drove out of the manor in the rain and headed towards the city, Lan Yunhai finally stopped roaring. Tears streamed down his face. He knew. His mother must have already arranged with the people at the manor and left with Li Qianfan. She would never care about him again. Without his mother's care, Lan Yunhai's future life would be worse than death!
He could no longer control himself and roared again. "If I had known this would happen, why did I provoke Su Ziyu in the first place?"
"The Murong socialite with snow-white skin and blue eyes was already beautiful enough."
"If I had married her smoothly, wouldn't that have been better?"
"Then, I would still be one of the three most prominent young masters of Tiandong."
"Going out in luxury cars, coming home to villas."
"During the day, surrounded by followers like Scorpion and others, and at night, indulging with the little mare on the grassland."
"After a few more decades, when my children and grandchildren fill the house, I would become the head of the Lan family."
"But why did I provoke Su Ziyu?"
"It's all Murong's fault!"
"If it wasn't for this little bitch supporting me, how could I have provoked Su Ziyu?"
"What kind of wife supports her husband in snatching another woman like she did?"
"She even came up with a terrible idea, telling me to use a horse to drag Su Ziyu!"
"That's a stupid girl who is ignorant and savage to the core!"
"If she had been normal and forbidden me from snatching other women, I would never have ended up like this."
"The people I hate the most, besides that bitch Chu Yazhi who abandoned me, is that stupid girl."
"Murong socialite, I curse you to be a prostitute while alive and have no burial place when you die!"
"Wuwu—"
Lan Yunhai cried tears of regret, wanting to beat his chest and stamp his feet. But he couldn't. His cries gradually stopped. Because he vaguely sensed that someone seemed to be standing beside him, staring at him.
Lan Yunhai opened his eyes to see. It was Murong socialite, wearing a red suit and red high heels. She didn't know how long she had been standing there, staring at him silently, listening to him wail and curse.
Seeing his new wife, Lan Yunhai's eyes immediately lit up. He shouted hoarsely with joy, "My dearest little mare, quickly take me home! You must help me get back on my feet, and we'll work together! Let's grind Li Qianfan and Chu Yazhi, that pair of scoundrels, into ashes!"
Murong socialite squatted down and leaned close to his ear. "Brother Yunhai, do you know that your mom and I both have 'Qianfan's exclusive' characters tattooed on our butts? Oh, and on our necks. Look."
"That damnable little beast!"
Lan Yunhai saw the four dark ink characters again, gritting his teeth in hatred. But he said impatiently, "Mingyuan, I don't care. As long as your heart belongs to me, even if you're unspeakably dirty, you're the most beautiful in my heart. Hurry, my dearest little mare, take me home."
"Okay. Brother Yunhai, close your eyes, I'll take you home."
Murong socialite suddenly smiled sweetly, her tone incredibly gentle. Brother Yunhai immediately closed his eyes and said incoherently, "Mingyuan, you must believe me. One day, I will be incredibly powerful. I will crush that pair of shoulder notes, and then make you the happiest woman in the world. You! Uh oh!"
Lan Yunhai's eyes snapped open, his mouth wide, emitting a painful groan. A golden horsewhip was around his neck. Murong socialite held the ends of the whip with both hands, veins bulging on her hands, pressing down with all her might.
"Brother Yunhai, close your eyes, I'll take you home. Hehe."
Murong socialite's smile was still as sweet and refreshing as always. But why were Lan Yunhai's eyes slowly bulging out of their sockets? The lifeless eyeballs were filled with the fear of death and a deep longing for this world.
Gradually, Lan Yunhai's body grew cold.
Only when Murong socialite, kneeling on the ground, slowly released the horsewhip did she stand up unsteadily. She glanced at his contorted face, gave a cold laugh, and walked out of the hall.
The pouring rain had now turned into a wind-swept drizzle. As Murong socialite's car (also a luxury car from her dowry) slowly drove out of the hotel, Wang Jie, the general manager of Yufeng Mountain Villa, along with several service staff, rushed into the hall.
Looking at Lan Yunhai, who died with his eyes wide open, the general manager was silent for a moment before sighing softly. He couldn't afford to offend the girl who killed someone, nor did he dare to step forward to stop her when she committed the murder. He took out his phone and dialed the contact number left by Chu Yazhi.
Chu Yazhi's phone rang as the car was about to reach the Lan Ye Beauty Club.
"Hello, who is this?"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Chu Yazhi glanced at Li Qianfan before answering the phone.
"Madam, I am Wang Jie from Yufeng Mountain Villa. I regret to inform you." The general manager's tone was somber. "About half an hour after you left, Ms. Murong, the bride from last night, strangled Mr. Lan Yunhai with a golden horsewhip."
"Ah?"
Chu Yazhi froze, and the phone slipped from her hand, falling onto her lap. After all, Lan Yunhai was her own son. Now he had been strangled to death by Murong socialite!
After an unknown amount of time, Chu Yazhi slowly picked up the phone. The call was still in progress.
"Manager Wang, I won't be coming over." Tears slid down Chu Yazhi's cheeks as she said softly, "Please find a place in the barren mountains to bury him. Also, please tell everyone that you sent him to another city. Perhaps, it's better for him to be dead than alive."
Wang Jie couldn't help but ask, "Don't you need to call the police?"
Chu Yazhi retorted, "So many people died last night, did anyone call the police?"
"Okay. I will do as you say." Wang Jie finished speaking, and the call ended.
Li Qianfan had heard her entire conversation with Wang Jie. He also hadn't expected Murong socialite to personally strangle Lan Yunhai. After all, she loved him so much... The crucial point was that Li Qianfan had hoped Lan Yunhai would live! However, he then thought that Lan Yunhai dying at Murong socialite's hands seemed like a good end. Let him die. A creature like that living was a waste of air.
He lit a cigarette and asked Chu Yazhi, "You don't seem very sad?"
"His death is a release." Chu Yazhi wiped away her tears again and said softly, "Not only is he released, but I am also released. From now on, I won't feel so suffocated whenever I think of him. This way, I can start my new life wholeheartedly."
This woman was still somewhat heartless. Li Qianfan disliked her even more. Yet, he felt that what she said was very true.
"Go to the club." Li Qianfan picked up an umbrella and opened the door.
"Aren't you coming with me?" Chu Yazhi asked anxiously.
"Leave a room for me at the club. I'll come after dark." Li Qianfan said. "And don't tell anyone I'm coming."
Chu Yazhi's face was full of confusion.
"Sigh." Li Qianfan sighed. "I've received news that certain members of the Lan family are planning to treat you one way in front of people and another way behind their backs."
Chu Yazhi's expression changed.
"When you beat a dog, you have to consider its owner." Li Qianfan smiled coldly and caressed Chu Yazhi's face. "Do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand." Chu Yazhi suddenly realized, clasped Li Qianfan's hand, lowered her head, and kissed the back of his hand heavily, saying, "Master."