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asily fooled—smart and capable, she was a typical urban career woman who wouldn’t budge.He had no intention of fooling her but sincerely wanted to date her.She was taken aback, not expecting Lin Ning...939 (Bonus Chapter for Gold Members 3)
Wen Jing was rushed into the operating room for emergency surgery. She was barely clinging to life, and the doctors said her condition was not optimistic, with little hope of survival. Ye Tianyu had been too cruel; that bullet to Wen Jing's lower abdomen might have taken her life.
Fang Luo and Fan Yuanyuan exchanged a glance and stood outside the operating room waiting for news. Zhang Muxing was sweating profusely out of anxiety, filled with both anger and heartache. They likely never imagined that Ye Tianyu would be so ruthless.
"Will Wen Jing die" Zhang Muxing didn't know whom to pray to; he selfishly hoped Wen Jing wouldn't meet such an end. Fan Yuanyuan asked in displeasure, "Do you trust Wen Jing"
"I believe her. Wen Jing would never do something like this," said Zhang Muxing, turning to Fang Luo and asking, "What about you What do you think"
"I don't know either," Fang Luo replied in pain. "My rational mind tells me to trust Wen Jing, but the harsh reality is right there before us. How can we believe in Wen Jing, how can we have faith in her"
On the ground below, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled as heavy rain poured down; it was a sleepless night.
Ye Tianyu leaned on the table with his hands, his face pale. Ke Lan's photo stared back at him, so glaringly painful that he couldn't even look at the place where she had been injured. His heart felt like needles were piercing through it, causing unbearable pain.
His fists clenched tight as if they might shatter, but still could not ease the torment within his heart.
He was at the limit of what he could endure.
The rain-soaked night was cold, and his body felt even colder.
The phone kept ringing, but Ye Tianyu seemed not to hear it. He stared repeatedly at Wen Jing on the video; this wasn't a synthesized clip—it was real, complete with characters, locations, time, and events.
The evidence was overwhelming. He had tried analyzing the situation這段時間他試圖為溫靜開脫罪名，他把視頻送到總部分析，那邊回傳的訊息是，視頻有效，找不出任何破綻，也就是說，溫靜的確背叛了他。
In the video, the girl was as her name suggested—gentle and serene. With long hair tied into a ponytail, she had developed into a beauty like an orchid blooming in the night sky, possessing a calming charm that now seemed to have vanished. His angel had turned into his devil, and he wanted to kill her.
Killing Wen Jing would put an end to everything.
He could find solace from Lan's death and no longer suffer such torment.
Even if happiness eluded him for the rest of his life, it was better than enduring mutual torture.
Why Wen Jing
He repeatedly watched the interrogation video. In the cell, Wen Jing was bloodied and bound, with all evidence pointing towards her betrayal, yet she denied it vehemently. Even after he shot her four times—shoulder, thigh, abdomen...—Wen Jing did not change her story.
She said it wasn't her.
She was not a traitor. No one knew that these shots felt like death to him, as if countless bullets were piercing his own body. But in the face of Ye Lan's demise, Ye Tianyu's heart had already died. Knowing that Wen Jing betrayed him pushed him over the edge, rendering him devoid of reason.
In a fit of rage, he fired four shots at the woman he loved most to force her confession. He was insane, wanting her to feel his pain as well. Yet she stubbornly stared back at him and said word by word, "I am not a traitor."
Wen Jing is a tough girl. Even when she lost too much blood and fell into unconsciousness, she still clung to an answer without wavering.
"You will regret it," she said. Ye Tianyu tasted the metallic tang of blood in his throat but managed to swallow back the surge of blood that threatened to spill out.
Fan Yuanyuan knocked on the door and announced, "Wen Jing has been taken to the emergency room."
Ye Tianyu seemed not to have heard. He shamelessly listened to the sound of his own sigh of relief, her alive was what his rational mind kept telling him: killing Wen Jing would end all this pain. But he inexplicably felt relieved that she had survived; before his rational mind could react, his heart gave him an answer—was it because when he pulled the trigger at Wenhong Wenjing, he deliberately avoided her vital organs
Midnight...
The thunder and lightning grew more intense, the rain pouring down fiercely. Such a rainy night was rare in the Middle East. Fang Luo hurriedly knocked on Ye Tianyu’s door; she was panting, "Wen Jing... Wen Jing..."
Her words were rushed, and Ye Tianyu suddenly stood up, an icy chill running down his spine—what happened to Wen Jing Is she dead
The color drained from Ye Tianyu's face. Even when he was pointing a gun at Wen Jing, there had been no change in his expression; now, however, his composure cracked, and a hint of panic and fear flashed across his eyes—though it only lasted for an instant, Fang Luo noticed.
She took a deep breath and reported, "Wen Jing has climbed up the watchtower."
"What did you say" Ye Tianyu roughly pushed past Fang Luo and ran onto the ground. The heavy rain seemed to be cleansing all sin; dark clouds hung low like ink stains. Such observation towers were common in the Middle East, towering thirty meters high. As Ye Tianyu rushed out, Fan Yuanyuan and Zhang Muxing waited below, not daring to approach or climb up.
Because Wen Jing was standing atop the watchtower, no one knew what she intended to do.
She came out of the emergency room and was admitted to ICU. The doctors said she would probably be unconscious until tomorrow, but who knew that Wen Jing suddenly regained consciousness. Even more mysterious was how Wen Jing, in such critical condition, managed to escape from underground and climb up a thirty-meter-high watchtower.
She wore white hospital gown and stood at such a height, swaying unstably. It was an old-fashioned military watchtower, and Ye Tianyu usually did not station guards there. No one was below it, and rain fell like pebbles while the wind howled fiercely; they all feared that Wen Jing's frail body would not withstand the storm and fall from such a height.
"What does she want to do" Fan Yuanyuan shouted anxiously at the sight of Wen Jing. Ye Tianyu’s heart was in his throat as he stared blankly at Wen Jing, too far away to see clearly through the rain and mist; all he could make out were her frail figure standing alone and despondently in the rain.
Wen Jing looked towards Ye Tianyu's direction. Although he couldn’t distinguish her features, a phrase she once uttered came back to him: "you will regret it." “Jing, don't...” He suddenly dashed forward frantically. A faint smile curled at Wen Jing’s lips as she spread her arms wide and leaned backward; like a damaged butterfly amidst the storm, she plummeted from the thirty-meter-high watchtower...
"Oh my god..." Fan Yuanyuan and Fang Luo, Zhang Muxing were all stunned.
With a thud, Wen Jing's body landed in the mud, blood seeping out incessantly and staining the puddles around her. Ye Tianyu abruptly halted his steps; he had already spread his arms wide to catch the plummeting girl.
But it was too late.
Wen Jing’s pride compelled her to prove her innocence in such a tragic manner, accusing all those who wronged her.
All of the tragedy is more or less over now.
I'm a kid who keeps my promises. You guys did so well today that I’m giving an extra chapter for reaching 10 gold coins! Tomorrow, 280 plus one update, and 300 plus one update!
Because it's too close to the wee hours of the morning, I'm concerned about the quality of my work, so this night-time update will be postponed until nine in the morning. Please bear with me; today was a day full of updates.definitely get angry if you know.""I promise, I won't be angry at all, just maybe I'll be charmed—raped by you. I'm still quite willing." Mo Chen generously offered, of course, if he could remember th...