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A few months later, the verdict regarding Fu Yan and Lu Zhou was announced.
The two individuals involved in financial crimes received sentences of three years and one year and nine months, respectively.
The sentences were not heavy, but they were enough to leave an eternal stain on their lives.
I went to the prison to visit Fu Yan. Through the glass, his gaze towards me was filled with pain and resentment.
"Do you feel like this shouldn't be your ending?"
"You should have walked into the spotlight, receiving admiration and flattery from others, while stepping on me into the dust, pretending to be a savior who would rescue me, right?"
Now everything had fallen apart.
What he felt was nothing more than the pain he originally intended to inflict on me.
He gritted his teeth, and after a moment, suddenly said, "Actually, I really like you, Meng Xi."
"I noticed you in the crowd shortly after school started. You always seemed so happy and radiant, without the burdens of life, enjoying everything carefreely—something that felt so unattainable to me."
"I do like you, but your money taints my sincerity and only makes me feel disgusted."
"I just want to rise up until you no longer look down on me with pity from your high pedestal. I want you to look up at me. Only then will you understand how humiliating today’s situation is for me. Once you realize your mistake, I will love you properly. Is that wrong?"
I couldn't help but laugh at his logic.
"Is that not wrong? Are you out of your mind, you worthless person?"
"Before college, we were strangers. Your pain and misfortune have nothing to do with me. I paid to help you; you should be grateful. If you feel insulted, just throw the money back in my face and tell me that Fu Yan can succeed entirely on his own without my filthy money. But you didn’t."
"The fact is, you are here because you covet what belongs to the Meng Family. You are a useless person who could never succeed on your own. Do you understand?"
Fu Yan looked at me with a pale face.
His only response was a powerless rebuttal: "That's not true."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, your mother's cancer has relapsed. Unfortunately, this time, without your selling yourself for money, Su Yue, who used to visit her every day, has also run away."
In the original text, Fu Yan's mother never thanked me for my help.
She believed that I tarnished her son's noble character with money.
When I called to check on her, she constantly mocked and insulted me, forbidding me from visiting her.
Even after my family went bankrupt, when her cancer recurred and she was nearing death, she forced Su Yue and Fu Yan to get engaged.
Unfortunately, in this life, she could not wait for her son to achieve fame and fortune.
The good daughter-in-law she had always hoped for could not bear the hardships of falling from grace either.
I curled my lips into a smile and stood up: "While you're in prison with nothing to do, you might as well pray for her."
"Pray that on the day you get out of prison, she is still alive in this world so that you two can reunite once more."
As I walked out of the prison gates, the brilliant sunlight fell upon me.
I turned to Meng Jinzhi: "Do you think there's a single word in what Fu Yan said that can be trusted?"
He shook his head.
I smiled: "Yeah, I don't believe it either."
How could anyone claim to love someone by pulling them down from a high place?
Watching her fall and get hurt, struggling in the dirt, only to be asked to apologize before receiving a diluted, worthless love was cold-hearted.
After taking a few steps, Meng Jinzhi suddenly spoke up, "Not everyone thinks that way."
I turned my head to look at him.
"I like you because I hope you will always sit high on your pedestal, looking down at me. I will climb up on my own until one day I can stand behind you."
A princess does not need to take off her golden crown and fall from her pedestal, begging for love.
There will be someone who sees her as a distant and lofty moon, wholeheartedly reaching for the light.
After a long silence, I reached out and took Meng Jinzhi's hand.
"But I don't want you to stand behind me; I want you to stand beside me."
His warm fingertips curled in my palm, lightly teasing, carrying a hint of temptation.
Yet he only lowered his gaze with a faint smile, "Yes, Miss."
(End of text)
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