Fang Junjie’s smile faded, his eyes turning icy cold, “Liu Yi, if you insist on walking down this path of destruction, no one can stop you.” His voice was not loud, but it sent a chill through Liu Yi’s heart. She looked around in panic, finding herself at a loss, with no way out. Only Liu Shiquan slowly raised his head, looking at her with a soft, compassionate gaze.
Liu Yi, as if discovering a new world, screamed, “It’s him! He did everything! When I was young, he told me who my real parents were. He made me recognize my godfather to revive Hengqing, he even orchestrated accidents and hired killers. It’s all his doing, I had nothing to do with it, I knew nothing! Nothing!”
Liu Shiquan watched Liu Yi, who was hysterical and eager to distance herself from him, and suddenly burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face, “Good, good, this is retribution!” He looked at Zhang Rong, muttering, “I killed Fang’er, I loved her so much, but she wouldn’t even look at me. I had her body but never her heart. I brought other women to torment her, which led to her death in childbirth. I didn’t mean to… He turned to look at Fu Xiaotang, “I always thought you were Fang’er’s ghost reborn, I’m not hateful towards you, I’m scared, terrified to face you, so I tried my hardest to get rid of you. Ha ha ha, I’ve hurt you, your mother, and the one Zhang Rong loved most. Now, it’s my turn to be punished by the one I love most. Heaven has eyes!”
Everyone listened to his laughter, which was hoarse, cracking, as if mourning, and their dislike for him lessened slightly. Song Li, frowning deeply, said to Liu Yi, “Liu Yi, must you isolate yourself from everyone? Even if he has done countless wrongs, he’s the only one who’s been good to you. You’ve pushed all the blame away, but I know these were your schemes, including this car accident. You knew she was your biological mother, yet you could still do this, you’re beyond redemption.”
