Chapter 147: I Killed You

What does she mean... no?
She had clearly seen it with her own eyes...
"Give me one million," Zhao Fuhe said. "I will tell you what happened that day, on the condition that you give me one million."
Wen Zhixia's gaze was exceptionally calm. "What makes you think I would believe your words?"
"You will want to know. With all those years of emotional investment between you, don't you want to know what actually happened back then? And also... that aborted child." Zhao Fuhe looked at her with undisguised malice.
Wen Zhixia's expression paused for a fraction of a second before returning to normal. "Instead of giving away a million for nothing, I might as well just ask Gu Pingsheng directly."
"Without my 'testimony,' would you believe him if it were just his word alone?" Zhao Fuhe laughed shrilly, as if she could see through everything. She said, "You wouldn't believe it, because just as he kept things from you back then, he could do the same now. You aren't resigned to it. Only when you get the answer from me and then go to him to verify it will you dare to believe."
As she spoke, as though she had thought of something immensely amusing, she began to laugh. "But now the situation seems even more dramatic than back then. I heard you got married. Hahahaha... Gu Pingsheng schemed and plotted, only to end up with his own wife marrying another man. It's simply too hilarious."
She had thought she was the most miserable person alive back then, but looking at it now, how much better off could the lofty President Gu be compared to her?
Yet look at this—no matter how miserably they lived, no matter how excruciating their pain, Wen Zhixia still possessed everything. Changing to another man, she was still thriving, held in the palm of someone's hand. This world... was simply so unfair!
Both women, both of ordinary and humble origins, graduated from the same school, and fell in love with the same man. They were so similar and originally should have led identical lives, yet one was in the heavens while the other was in the abyss.
Wen Zhixia was forever favored by the goddess of fortune, but as for her?
She had nothing!
The strange laughter inside the office caused the employees outside to glance over repeatedly. The blinds were not drawn, allowing a clear view of the scene within.
Wen Zhixia watched the laughing Zhao Fuhe and pulled out a check.
Zhao Fuhe looked at the check on the desk but did not reach out to take it. "Checks can be canceled at any time. I want cash."
"The bank is about to close. You want cash?" Wen Zhixia lowered her gaze to check the time and spoke.
Withdrawing one million required bank approval and an advance appointment; it could not be done in a short moment.
Zhao Fuhe sat back down in the seat opposite her and picked up her bag. "It doesn't matter. It will be the same if I get the money tomorrow."
Just like when she arrived, Zhao Fuhe picked up her bag and recited a mobile number. "When you have the money ready, call this number directly."
With that, she left.
As soon as Zhao Fuhe walked out of Yihe Zhixia, she heard a car honking behind her. She turned her head and saw Li Yueting waving at her.
Zhao Fuhe had originally intended to ignore the woman, but suddenly thinking of something, she walked over to the car and, at Li Yueting's signal, got into the passenger seat.
Li Yueting smiled, as affectionate as if she were seeing an old friend. "I really didn't expect to run into you here. How have you been all these years? I've always been worried about how you were doing."
Hearing this, Zhao Fuhe smiled sinisterly. "Worried about me? If you were worried about me, why didn't you come visit me? I've missed you terribly all these years and thought of you often."
Li Yueting was unsettled by her bizarre attitude and especially her smile, but she managed to stay calm. "I... was truly worried about you, but I didn't know where you were."
"Is that so?" Zhao Fuhe laughed darkly. "Then how is it I remember sending someone to ask you for help, only to be turned away by you?"
Li Yueting said with great astonishment, "Did something like that happen? Who did you entrust? You have to believe me, I never saw anyone."
"You didn't see anyone? That's fine." Zhao Fuhe looked in the vanity mirror at the tongue stud forcibly embedded in her tongue. Her expression was gloomy, and when she stuck her long tongue out, she looked like a long-tongued ghost.
Li Yueting cautiously probed, "Why did you come here? Did you go see Wen Zhixia?"
"I went to see her—are you scared?" Zhao Fuhe countered instead of answering.
Li Yueting's smile stiffened slightly. "I just don't want you to suffer hardships at her hands. You probably don't know yet, but she divorced President Gu and is now with the head of a century-old elite family. She's even more prestigious than before."
Zhao Fuhe narrowed her eyes. "Of course I'm well aware of that."
"Since you're back now... do you have any plans? If there's anything you need my help with, I'll definitely help." Li Yueting extended an olive branch.
Zhao Fuhe licked her lips with her stud-embedded tongue and said, "Li Yueting, I thought my life was pathetic enough, but I never expected you to be even more wretched than me. At least I made a blatant effort for the life I wanted, making the senior treat me well. But what about you? You're like a rat in the sewer, only capable of doing petty, stealthy things, not even daring to stand out in the open. How pathetic."
Li Yueting gripped the steering wheel tightly, her expression turning cold.
Yet Zhao Fuhe wasn't finished. "You must have said those same two-faced things to others, right? Are you also acting completely subservient in front of Wen Zhixia?"
Amidst Zhao Fuhe's sneers and jeers, Li Yueting slammed on the brakes, turned her head to look at Zhao Fuhe, and said, "Are you out of your mind? I'm trying to help you."
As if triggered by those words, Zhao Fuhe unbuckled her seatbelt and lunged at Li Yueting like a madwoman. "You bitch! If you hadn't fanned the flames back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this! I've lived a life worse than a ghost for the past three years, and it's all thanks to you! I hate Wen Zhixia, and I hate you even more!! I was just wondering how I could find you, and you actually sought me out yourself. I'll kill you, I'll kill you!!"
Three years of torture had fundamentally altered Zhao Fuhe's mindset. Her fear of Gu Pingsheng ran deep; although Gu Pingsheng was the one who had sent her to the underground city, she no longer dared to seek revenge on him, so this hatred was doubled and transferred onto Li Yueting!
It was this woman who repeatedly told her that she was different from Gu Pingsheng's past women, causing her to forget her own identity and repeatedly provoke him openly, eventually even acting as a witness in court.
Whenever Zhao Fuhe recalled this over the past three years, she profoundly realized that she had been completely utilized by Li Yueting from start to finish.
"Ah!"
"Zhao Fuhe, have you lost your mind? Let go of me! You lunatic!!"
"Ah, my face!"
Before Li Yueting could unbuckle her seatbelt, her hair was grabbed and yanked by Zhao Fuhe, wringing out a series of screams.
A traffic police officer passing by outside noticed the commotion inside the car and banged on the window with loud thuds, which finally forced the two to stop.
Li Yueting's face was clawed with two bloody marks, and she frantically wanted to settle accounts with Zhao Fuhe, but Zhao Fuhe had already gotten out of the car.
Li Yueting gripped the steering wheel tightly, watching Zhao Fuhe walk toward the roadside. Her foot slowly pressed down on the accelerator. Staring fixedly at Zhao Fuhe's retreating back, a momentary impulse made her want to run her down directly!
However, the exact instant she was about to press the accelerator down, she clasped her abdomen tightly. The sudden pain made her body feel as though it were being churned inside.
She let out a wail and released the steering wheel. Covered in cold sweat from the agony, she tremblingly retrieved a bottle of medicine from the glove compartment and swallowed it along with some painkillers. After ten minutes or so, the symptoms finally began to subside.
She stroked her abdomen where a scar remained, a constant reminder of what she had lost.
And now, it was continuing to torment her tenfold.
"Ah!!"
Li Yueting slammed her palm heavily against the steering wheel, letting out a miserable roar.
Zhao Fuhe returned to her temporary residence, which was incomparable to the Chengya Residence or the house at No. 73 Xiangshan Road where she used to live. As she kicked off her shoes, she received a phone call.
The man's voice on the line warned her about the agreement they had reached.
While Zhao Fuhe was responding with utmost caution, the door was pushed open from the outside. Her body stiffened, and when she turned her head, she saw the woman who had practically changed her entire life—Wu Wenjing.
She hadn't known this woman's identity in the past and had only found out recently.
"Long time no see. Are you satisfied with the place?" Wu Wenjing looked at Zhao Fuhe with a gentle smile, like a caring elder.
However, looking at the man beside her, Zhao Fuhe's nerves grew taut. She would never forget how Wu Wenjing, when sending this man to warn her, had humiliated and beaten her like a dog. "Yes, the... the house is very nice."
Wu Wenjing sat down and smiled. "As long as you're satisfied. Sit down, let's chat."
Zhao Fuhe sat down at a distance, and Wu Wenjing didn't mind, saying, "It took quite a bit of effort to get you out of the underground city. You should know that much."
Zhao Fuhe nodded. "Yes."
Wu Wenjing said, "Don't be nervous. I'm not going to do anything to you. It's just reciprocal—I pull you out of the sea of suffering, and as for the prosecutor's office... surely someone as smart as you knows what to say."
Zhao Fuhe paused, and under Wu Wenjing's piercing gaze, she hurriedly nodded. "Yes, I understand."
Wu Wenjing patted her cheek with a hand that was meticulously manicured and maintained. "Good child."
Zhao Fuhe forced out a most reluctant smile, yet she kept smiling persistently. Even when the large diamond ring on Wu Wenjing's hand scratched her cheek, she could only maintain her smile.
Wu Wenjing seemed quite satisfied with her performance and took a small stack of cash from her bag. "Take this. Once the matter is successfully accomplished, I won't treat you unfairly."
Zhao Fuhe glanced at it—it amounted to ten thousand at most—yet she still accepted it with profuse expressions of gratitude.
After Wu Wenjing left, Zhao Fuhe stood behind the curtains, narrowing her eyes as she watched the two get into the car downstairs. Her mobile phone remained connected on the call.