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Emotions surged like a roller coaster as Wen Cuizhi hurried up the stairs, blocking Wu Youyou's path.
Wu Youyou forcefully shrugged off Wen Cuizhi's arm, her eyes reddening. "Is there still a place for me in this family? You all say you care about me, but what does it matter? One by one, you're discussing marriage! You're all happy, so why should you care about me? I don't belong here! Ever since my sister passed away, I've been nothing but an extra! Can I just leave?"
She yanked a suitcase out of the closet. In the past few days, her strength had returned thanks to boxing, which had helped her vent her emotions.
Wen Cuizhi felt helpless against Wu Youyou. She couldn't soothe her or command her; she understood Wu Youyou's pain but believed that caring for her shouldn't conflict with supporting Zong Jin's marriage.
Wen Cuizhi defended Zong Jin. "What about everyone else? Should they all share your pain? Just because you're unhappy, must we all be unhappy too? Are you going to interfere with Zong Jin's freedom to love? Always threatening him with your sister? Wu Youyou, we all miss your sister and feel for her, but she has been gone for so many years. Since Wu Yutong passed away until now, how many relationships has Zong Jin had? He hasn't even interacted with women! He doesn't even know how to pursue someone anymore! Do you know what he told me on the phone? He said when he held Dao Wen's hand, he was trembling! He thought it was just nerves, but I know my son better. Beyond his nerves, there's an underlying resistance and guilt! He hasn't been able to erase that guilt from his heart! He feels guilty towards Wu Yutong! Guilty towards you!"
Unable to suppress her emotions, Wen Cuizhi suddenly felt a familiar discomfort; she pressed her right hand against her chest, struggling to breathe.
At that moment, Zong Zeyu came upstairs and ordered the housekeeper to take Wen Cuizhi back to her room to take her medicine.
Zong Zeyu looked at the mess in the bedroom without any courtesy. "I've seen how unreasonable and willful you've been towards Zong Jin over the years. The family has indulged you because of Wu Yutong; you should know that. I’ll make three points clear: First, we treat you as family. If you need help, we will support you through tough times; that's what family does. But please learn your lesson—going out alone at night requires vigilance; protect yourself. Second, there is absolutely no romantic relationship between Zong Jin and you; you know this in your heart. Third, stop using the memory of the deceased as leverage; everyone has their limits."
Zong Zeyu stepped aside to make room at the bedroom door. "If you still want to leave, I'll call a driver for you."
Inside the room, Wu Youyou suddenly felt weak and collapsed onto the floor. She knew everything was futile but didn't want to face the reality laid before her. She just wanted to be willful in front of Zong Jin forever and enjoy her privileges for a lifetime. But Dao Wen's appearance changed everything.
Wu Youyou couldn't understand; she stared blankly at the floor and asked in confusion, "Is Dao Wen really that great? Better than my sister? Better than me?"
Zong Zeyu thought this question wasn't difficult. "Wu Yutong was wonderful and irreplaceable; Dao Wen is also great. There’s no need for comparison between them—you should strive to become better yourself."
Wu Youyou turned her head weakly to look at Zong Zeyu. "Then if my sister hadn't died and Dao Wen appeared later, would Zong Jin still have changed his heart?"
Zong Zeyu pondered for a moment before replying, "I think he would have been able to control his feelings."
Wu Youyou suddenly exerted herself and cried out in tears, "Then why can't he control himself now! As if my sister never died! Why can't he!"
Zong Zeyu shook his head with a sigh; perhaps only if Zong Jin became a monk could Wu Youyou be completely silenced.
Zong Zeyu turned to leave but reminded her before exiting, "If anything happens to Tong Le's health because of you, think about what Zong Jin would think of you."
He returned to his room.
Wu Youyou began to go wild in the bedroom; she smashed things and screamed. She didn't know how to vent her emotions; she didn't want Zong Jin to marry anyone and couldn't accept losing control over him.
She wanted revenge but didn't know who to target; she felt like a stray dog—an unwelcome guest in the Zong family!
She felt immense pain and started doubting herself, loathing herself. If she couldn't bind Zong Jin to her side, what meaning did her life have?
Zong Zeyu's words echoed in her mind—they were all true—but she just couldn't accept them or face reality! This wasn't the outcome she wanted; she wanted Zong Jin to regret being with Dao Wen and regret ignoring her love for him.
She picked up her phone intending to call Zong Jin but knew he wouldn't answer because she had already sent him countless messages and made numerous calls before this.
Tears streamed down her face as she opened and closed the chat window with Zong Jin repeatedly. Finally, she dialed Hou Yi's number, the only person she felt willing to confide in.
The call connected quickly. Wu Youyou, filled with hatred and a desire for revenge, blurted out, "I feel like my life is over. No one loves me, and no one will marry me. Zong Jin doesn’t want me anymore; everyone has abandoned me. I don’t know what to do. Should I just die? I want to die."
Hou Yi was taken aback. Just an hour ago, Wu Youyou had seemed fine, and now she was in such a state.
He tried to comfort her casually, saying, "But there are so many people who like you. What you’re going through really isn’t that serious. Those who care about you won’t mind."
Wu Youyou cried out in response, "Then do you mind? Do you like me? When you gave me the black roses, it meant you liked me, right? Will you marry me?"
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