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Chapter Four
"Enough." Lu Shihan's voice was firm and undeniable. "I will take her to the hospital."
I struggled to shake off his hand. "There are two more bottles... I have to..."
Before I could finish my sentence, a sharp pain shot through my stomach. I doubled over, and a stream of fresh blood erupted from my mouth. The white of my dress was instantly stained red, the vivid color glaring under the lights.
"Churan!" Lu Shihan scooped me up and rushed toward the door.
Lin Mo panicked, "I... I didn't know her condition was this bad..."
"Get out of the way!" Lu Shihan shouted angrily. "You people, every single one of you, should go to hell!"
Leaning against him, my consciousness began to fade. The last image I saw was his anxious face. His usually calm eyes were now filled with panic.
When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a hospital bed. The smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils, reminding me of just a few days ago when I had been discharged. This time, I was in a deluxe ward—spacious and bright, with a view of the entire city skyline outside the window.
Lu Shihan stood by my bedside, his eyes bloodshot. His white coat was still stained with my blood; it seemed he hadn't even had time to change before staying here with me.
A month later, I stood at the entrance of Gu Family Villa, holding that check for one hundred thousand yuan. Today was the day to say goodbye to the past.
During this month, with Lu Shihan's help, I had rented a small apartment. Though it was only forty square meters, it felt like paradise compared to that storage room. The walls were no longer moldy, and there was no need to pile up Chu Yue's old clothes and toys anymore.
Pushing open the door, the living room was silent.
My parents looked at me, their faces filled with surprise.
"Churan, you..."
I interrupted them, placing the check on the coffee table.
"Fifty thousand is for the IOU, and the other fifty thousand is my support fee from childhood to now."
"From now on, we are even."
Father picked up the check, his hand trembling slightly.
"Churan, we know we were wrong..."
"All these years, we have been too biased."
Mother's eyes were red as she reached out to take my hand.
I stepped back, avoiding her touch.
"No need to say any of that."
"I came today just to tell you one thing."
I looked around this home I had lived in for eighteen years.
Every corner was filled with unbearable memories.
"Chu Yue wants to kill me."
My parents' expressions changed drastically.
"What... what are you saying?"
"That car accident was not an accident."
I took a USB drive out of my bag.
"There is evidence on this."
"Impossible!" Mother screamed, "Ruyue is so well-behaved, how could she..."
"Well-behaved?" I scoffed.
"Do you know that when she claimed I cut her living expenses, it was all a lie?"
"She took the money I gave her to buy luxury goods and then deliberately starved herself to frame me."
"Every time I gave her living expenses, she used it to buy designer bags and cosmetics."
"And I was beaten by you for a whole month because of this."
My parents' faces turned pale. They finally realized that they had been kept in the dark all along.
"All these years, I have carried one baseless accusation after another."
"And you? You never gave me a chance to explain."
"Why?"
I looked at them. "Just because I am your biological daughter, does that mean I should endure everything without question?"
Father sat dejectedly on the sofa.
"I'm sorry, Churan..."
"It's too late to say sorry now."
I took out a stack of photos from my bag.
"These are pictures of Chu Yue meeting with that driver."
"Two hundred thousand—that's the price for my life."
"Your good daughter is such a ruthless person."
Mother looked at the photos, her hands trembling uncontrollably.
"This... this can't be true..."
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