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There was no foreplay, no tenderness whatsoever, only rough possession.
Su Ruoyun was pressed between the soft blankets, a heart-wrenching pain surged through her, and tears rolled down her cheeks one by one.
Once, Yan Yi Bai would gently ask for her consent even when kissing her, but now he treated her like a tool to vent his frustrations, completely degrading her...
But could she explain?
No...
She couldn't.
When they parted a year ago, she had already made up her mind to bury this secret deep within her heart...
She closed her eyes, hiding the despair in them.
-
When everything was over, Su Ruoyun lay limp in the blankets, like a broken puppet.
Yan Yi Bai got up without any lingering feelings, put on his shirt, and looked coldly at Su Ruoyun on the bed.
His gaze inadvertently swept over the glaring red on the pure white sheets, and his dark eyes flickered slightly.
He quickly returned to his indifferent demeanor after a fleeting moment.
Buttoning the last button of his shirt, he turned to leave, but at that moment—
"Wait."
A weak voice came from behind him. He turned back to see Su Ruoyun struggling to sit up, reaching out her hand toward him.
"You haven't given me the money," she said softly.
Yan Yi Bai's body trembled, and in the next second, the anger in his eyes erupted!
He truly wanted to strangle this woman in front of him!
Money!
Was that all that mattered to her?
"Is it about money?" he laughed in anger, suddenly pulling out a bag from beside him. He swung it, and countless pink bills fell to the ground with a clatter. "If you want money, then get up and pick it up yourself!"
The last trace of color drained from Su Ruoyun's face.
Yan Yi Bai must be doing this on purpose.
He could have prepared a check or made a transfer, but instead, he insisted on using cash and threw it on the ground just to insult her.
Yet even if it was an insult, she couldn't refuse this money.
So she struggled to get up from the bed, her lower body aching as if it would split apart, but she gritted her teeth and endured it, wrapping herself in the blanket and picking up the scattered bills one by one from the floor.
Watching the woman kneeling on the ground to pick up the money, Yan Yi Bai's hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, his joints cracking.
For money, what dignity, what innocence, what conscience—could she really give all that up?
He had truly been blind! How could he have thought that such a woman was innocent!
Now, just looking at Su Ruoyun made Yan Yi Bai feel disgusted. He kicked over the nearby coffee table and left without looking back.
Hearing the door slam shut behind him, Su Ruoyun's hand froze mid-motion as she picked up the money.
With her head lowered, tears dripped onto the carpet, spreading into dark stains.
He... must hate her even more now...
But perhaps that's for the best...
This way, after she leaves, he won't be sad...
Su Ruoyun thought to herself, and suddenly felt a surge of blood rising in her chest.
"Cough, cough!" She covered her mouth and began to cough. When she opened her hand, she saw a pool of bright red blood in her palm, shocking to behold.
Su Ruoyun was stunned.
Could it be… that her remaining time was already running out?
-
After packing everything up, Su Ruoyun hurriedly took the money to the hospital.
"Dr. Ouyang, this is for my mother's medical expenses, one million. It should be enough, right?" She handed over the bag filled with money, looking anxious.
Ouyang Su was a young man with handsome features. Seeing the large bag of money in front of him, he was momentarily taken aback. "Ruo Yun, where did you get this money?"
Su Ruoyun trembled slightly and did not respond.
But Ouyang Su had already noticed the bruises on her neck.
He suddenly understood something, and a flash of pain crossed his eyes as he grasped Su Ruoyun's shoulders. "Ruo Yun, why do this? Even if it's to save your mother, you can't treat yourself like this!"
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