Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 861 - 865: Is There Still Hope?

Chapter 861 -865: Is There Still Hope?

The prison guard was terrified, hurriedly calling the prison doctor over the walkie-talkie.

Hitting the back of the head is not good at all; it’s easy to kill someone with an injury there!

Yi Xinning’s eyes moved, desperately searching for Fang Lutong’s position, her body convulsed, yet a sinister smile appeared on her face as she said intermittently, “No, not divorcing… dead, I won’t divorce…”

Fang Lutong stepped forward quickly and violently grabbed her collar, his face ashen, gritting his teeth and saying, “Even if you die, I’ll still divorce you! Even if I can’t, I’ll issue a statement to disassociate from you and then bury you in the Yi family’s graveyard. Dream on about dying together with me!”

“You… you…” Yi Xinning’s features twisted, her eyeballs bulging, wanting to say something but she couldn’t.

Her vision darkened in waves, her breathing rapid, gasping for air.

After wheezing for a while, her eyes rolled back, and her body went limp.

The prison guard was extremely anxious, touched her carotid artery, and was dumbfounded: “Dead, dead…”

Fang Yixian, having pulled some strings, hurriedly rushed to the visitor room, burst through the door, and was greeted by this scene.

His vision darkened, his body swayed, and he steadied himself by leaning on the wall.

Staggering over, trembling fingers tested under his mother’s nose, his legs went weak, and he knelt sitting down.

Dead…

Really dead…

He had just lost his sister, and now his mother was gone too.

Pain, despair, and anger, complex emotions intertwined in his mind.

Suddenly, he violently grabbed Fang Lutong by the collar, roaring in agony, “Why? Why must it be like this? She was your wife, my own mother! Am I not good enough? Am I not filial? Do you have no feelings for me at all? Is it just Siqi and Ah Yao in your heart? What about me? What do I mean to you? Do you wish you had never had me?”

“Yes,” Fang Lutong looked at him and said calmly, “If I could, I wish I hadn’t married your mother, but Siqi instead, only having Ah Yao and Shengsheng as children. You’re fine, but not what I wanted. If there’s a next life, I wish I had never known Yi Xinning; I wouldn’t marry Yi Xinning, and obviously, you wouldn’t exist either.”

“You… you…” Fang Yixian released Fang Lutong’s collar, slumped to the floor, staring blankly at his mother, who lay dead with eyes wide open, his face ashen.

Could this be… retribution?

Eating what should not be eaten, it must be spit out.

Taking what should not be taken, it must be returned.

The way of Heaven cycles, and no one is spared.

All of this is… retribution!

Struggling, he got up from the ground and staggered away.

He had to leave this place.

What Fang Family.

What parents.

What money, fame, status, he wanted none of it.

He just wanted to leave this place.

Getting in the car, he tremblingly took out his phone and booked a ticket to fly abroad a few days later.

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After booking the ticket, he threw away the phone, closed his eyes, and painfully covered his face.

After handling his mother’s affairs, he would leave immediately, never to return for the rest of his life.

He would rely on his own skills to strive for what he wanted.

In his life, he would never, like his mother, reach out for what belonged to others.

Taking from others requires restitution…

Only those things obtained through his own abilities truly belong to him…

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Qiao Family villa.

After Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei woke up, they received the third set of documents sent to their phones by Gu Qi.