Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

She only took a step when Li Manni pulled on her clothes directly. “You shameless woman, seducing someone else’s husband! I curse you a lifetime of poverty and suffering, and that your child will not be able to survive.”

Li Manni started throwing malicious words towards Xia Ruoxin, almost crazily. Xia Ruoxin just listened coldly, but when her child was mentioned, she turned back fiercely.

She reached out two hands around Li Manni’s neck and grabbed tightly, like an evil ghost climbing back from hell. Her hatred was pure, extreme. It was hatred to death, to life, and to everything that was so.

“Don’t you curse my child like that. She would continue to live. She wouldn’t die, she won’t.” She could curse her because her life indeed did not contain much luck, but she couldn’t curse her daughter, not one bit—not one word. Her daughter would not die. She would live on fine, till she grew up—till she grew old.

“Let go… of me…” Li Manni choked out. She was taken aback all of a sudden and slapped her hands profusely. However, Xia Ruoxin kept closing her hands on her throat, her eyes bloodshot. Even if her left hand did not have much strength, she did not let go.

Her eyes were filled with a deep sadness that could not be erased. How could they be so cruel to curse her daughter? She was only a three-year-old kid. She had already suffered enough and was so pitiful.

“Let go…” Li Manni felt like she could no longer breathe.

Her eyes darted from side to side, and upon spotting the man approaching them from afar, the corner of her lips lifted slightly. Xia Ruoxin did not see the hint of a strange smile on her lips, and her hands loosened slowly.

She did not want to kill anyone because she did not want to die yet. She still needed to take care of her daughter. She was more important than anyone else in the world.

“Xia Ruoxin!” The icy but furious roar made Xia Ruoxin’s already weak body jerk suddenly, and she lost balance and fell hard on the floor. She felt something stab her leg, and her forehead broke out in a cold sweat, her face contorting in pain.

She lifted her head. In front of her, the man was holding the woman in his arms carefully, comforting her with extreme gentleness. Only she, the murderer, was sitting on the floor haggardly.

“Lui, she said the two of you are together? She said that the one you love is her. Is that true?” Li Manni clutched tightly at Chu Lui’s clothes, transforming into a damsel-in-distress all of a sudden. Her tears fell like pearls continuously.

Chu Lui already felt guilty towards her, and now, she looked as if she had suffered a huge injustice, making Chu Lui’s face darken. His lips slowly lifted into an icy smile, looking down condescendingly upon the battered girl on the floor and his thin lips spitting out a heartless voice.

“How could you trust a prostitute’s words? I won’t love her till the day I die.” Chu Lui’s eyes shifted from Xia Ruoxin, and when they landed on Li Manni, his eyes softened a lot. “Don’t read too much into it. There’s nothing between both of us, only revenge that wasn’t completed, a show that has yet to end.” He said, but no one realized that unspeakable complexity that flashed across his eyes.