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nChapter 889: Suicide

nEditor: Atlas Studios

nShe knew that what she had done had worked.

nIt was great that the Yang family and the Hu family had become like this.

nYu Miao pretended not to know anything. “Huh? Tell me. What is it? If I can help, I will definitely help.”

nYang Rou dawdled for a long time before slowly saying, “It’s like this.”

nThen, she briefly recounted what had happened in the past two days.

nIn the end, Yang Rou said, “Yu Miao, what do you think my friend should do now?”

nYu Miao sneered and said slowly, “Oh, I see. Let me think.”

nYu Miao thought of a vicious idea. She said slowly, “I’ve thought of a good idea, but it requires your friend to have a lot of courage and make some sacrifices. I wonder if your friend can do it.”

n“What is your idea?” Yang Rou asked eagerly.

nAs long as she could be with Brother Hu Shuo, she was willing to make any sacrifice.

nShe thought she had courage.

nYu Miao’s eyes were filled with hatred as she slowly finished explaining her method.

nYang Rou exclaimed, “What? Will this method work? What if something happens?”

n“That’s why I said this method requires courage.” Yu Miao probably provoked her.

nYang Rou took a deep breath. “Alright, I understand. I’ll get that friend to consider it carefully. Thank you. I’ll treat you to a meal another day.”

n“It’s a small matter. I’m also very honored to be able to help your friend,” Yu Miao said.

nThey hung up.

nYang Rou thought about it and tossed and turned on the bed.

nShe felt that this method was very good.

nAn Li had always doted on her. If she knew that something had happened to her, she would definitely agree.

nIn for a penny, in for a pound. Yang Rou went to the kitchen to get a knife.

nShe knew that the servants would come into her room at seven every morning to clean up, so she opened the door a crack and wrote another letter to put on the bed.

nFinally, at 6:30 in the morning, she made up her mind and cut her wrist. In an instant, blood flowed from her wrist.

nYang Rou lay quietly on the bed and listened to the sound of blood flowing down.

nShe refused to believe it.

nNow that she had committed suicide, how could her mother disagree?!

nIf her mother still disagrees, she will cut ties with the family and secretly take her household registration book to get married.

nYang Rou fell asleep, dreaming of her wedding.

nShe would definitely become the most beautiful bride.

nCertainly! Here’s the translation of the text:

n“Suicide? How could a mother disagree?”

n“If the mother still disagrees, she will cut ties with the family and secretly take the household registration book to get married.”

nYang Rou fell asleep, dreaming of her wedding.

nShe would definitely become the most beautiful bride.

nBlood flowed from the bed, dripping onto the floor, making a rhythmic sound.

nSoon, Yang Rou lost too much blood and fell into a coma, lying motionless on the bed.

nSeven o’clock.

nA servant knocked on the door, “Miss.”

nAfter knocking a few times, no one answered, but the door was open.

nShe thought that Yang Rou had gone downstairs, so she pushed the door open and entered.

nThe moment she turned on the light, she saw that the bed was covered in blood!

n“Ah!”

nThe servant screamed and shouted outside, “Someone, come quickly!”

nThis scream woke An Li and Yang Xuan up.

nAn Li said angrily, “Which servant doesn’t know the rules? Fire her! You’re not allowed to work in our Yang family again.”

nYang Xuan was also unhappy.

nSoon, someone knocked on the door crazily. “Madam, Sir, Miss cut her wrist and bled all over the ground. Come and take a look!”

nYang Xuan had just woken up and was shocked.

nAn Li was also so frightened that her face turned pale. “I must have heard wrongly. Listen to what they’re saying outside?”

nThe people outside continued to shout, “Miss has slit her wrist. Come out quickly!”

nYang Xuan didn’t bother changing clothes; he threw on a coat and rushed out, shouting, “Where! Where is she?”

nA servant had already called the family doctor.

nAn Li was so frightened that her legs went weak. Leaning against the wall, she went downstairs and saw her daughter lying on the ground, her face pale.

n“Yang Rou!” She screamed, nearly fainting from the shock.

nThe doctor quickly started to stem the bleeding.

nSoon, the ambulance arrived.

nEveryone hurried to put Yang Rou into the ambulance and head to the hospital.

nAn Li sat in the car and held her daughter’s hand tightly.

nTears streamed down her face.

nIf her daughter was forced to death by her, she would not want to live anymore.

nShe shouldn’t have been so cruel to her daughter.

nWasn’t it just getting married? If Yang Rou was fine, she could marry anyone. She would not object anymore.

nYang Xuan also had a look of lingering fear.

nThe family doctor had just said that Yang Rou had lost too much blood, and whether she could be saved depended on fate.

nWhat was she going to do?

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