Her most beautiful side was forever frozen on the tombstone.
In this world, she no longer existed.
Tang Xiaomin caressed Zhang Meiyu’s photo on the tombstone.
Even if Tang Zhongcheng had sacrificed his life, it would only have allowed Zhang Meiyu to live a few more months.
If only she had kept it a secret, she could have lived on.
What a pity…
“Tang Xiaomin, let us go.”
“What you’re doing is against the law!”
…
Yang Yang, forced to her knees before Zhang Meiyu’s grave, still defiantly shouted, as if a few words could intimidate Tang Xiaomin.
The culprit, still so arrogant.
She had killed Zhang Meiyu, yet she felt no remorse or shame for her actions.
She had always believed she had done nothing wrong.
She had killed someone and still lived with a clear conscience.
Further words were futile.
Tang Xiaomin gave Zhong Li a look.
Bang!
Bang!
Two gunshots ended Yang Yang’s parents.
“Dad!”
“Mom!”
Yang Yang went mad, rushing to their side.
Suddenly losing both parents, she was flustered, not knowing whose body to hold.
“Ah! No!”
“Dad, Mom, don’t die!”
“No!”
…
Yang Yang cried heartbrokenly, filled with pain and despair.
Tang Xiaomin had experienced the fragility and hardship of being human.
That was why, even though she could have easily crushed people like ants, she hadn't.
But human kindness did not earn mercy from the wicked.
She watched the bloody scene with a cold gaze, her heart unmoved.
“Does it hurt?”
“Are you in pain?”
Tang Xiaomin asked her coldly.
To deal with someone like her, if she wasn't made to experience the pain of losing loved ones, how would she ever realize the suffering she had inflicted on others?
Yang Yang cried while holding her parents’ bodies for a long time.
But no matter how unwilling she was to accept this reality, no matter how heartbroken, it was a done deal.
Her parents were dead.
She had completely lost them.
“I told your mother about her heart, but I didn’t expect her to die because of it!”
“Why are you so cruel, killing my parents!”
Yang Yang cried, screaming hoarsely at Tang Xiaomin.
“You mean, it was unintentional, and you shouldn’t be held responsible for my mother’s death, is that it?”
“You think so too, that’s why you want to live with a clear conscience, my mother deserved to die, is that right?”
Yang Yang’s psychology was evident from her attitude towards life.
“Tang Xiaomin! I’m calling the police, I’ll make you pay with your life!”
Yang Yang fumbled for her phone, intending to make a call.
Before she could dial, Tang Xiaomin snatched it and smashed it to pieces.
She then slapped Yang Yang across the face.
“You killed my mother, do you think I’ll let you leave here alive?”
Yang Yang still hadn’t grasped her current predicament.
One plan failed, and she concocted another.
“Tang Xiaomin, you murderer. Lingyun will find out your true colors sooner or later, and he won’t let you go!”
“Hahaha…”
Tang Xiaomin laughed.
Even now, Yang Yang was still counting on Ye Lingyun.
“In your eyes, Ye Lingyun is your god, isn’t he?”
If that was the case, she might as well let her experience the feeling of the sky collapsing before she died.
“Alright, I’ll call your god right now and let you beg him for help. Let’s see if he’ll come to save you.”
Tang Xiaomin took out her phone and made a call to Ye Lingyun, putting it on speaker.
“Hello, Xiaomin, what’s wrong?”
Ye Lingyun’s voice came through.
Yang Yang clung to this sliver of hope and frantically accused Tang Xiaomin of her crimes into the phone.
“Lingyun, Tang Xiaomin just killed my parents, my parents are dead now… wuwu…”
“She’s going to kill me too, Lingyun, please save me, wuwu…”
…
Hearing this news abruptly, Ye Lingyun was momentarily shocked.
However, his reason told him that Tang Xiaomin was not the type of person to cause trouble without reason or bully others.
“Xiaomin, can you tell me what’s going on?” Ye Lingyun’s voice was calm and rational.
He was not affected by the death of Yang Yang’s parents.
Tang Xiaomin briefly explained.
“My dad donated a heart to my mom, and when Yang Yang found out, she told my mom. My mom couldn’t handle the shock and didn’t make it…”
Ye Lingyun had even attended Zhang Meiyu’s funeral.
He hadn’t expected it to be Yang Yang’s doing.
“Lingyun, I didn’t mean to, I didn’t kill anyone!”
“Tang Xiaomin has already killed my parents, she’s going to kill me, please save me, I beg you to save me… Lingyun…”
…
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
There’s a saying: what goes around comes around.
Yang Yang had caused Zhang Meiyu’s death, and this debt had to be repaid in blood.
“Xiaomin, I am very sorry about Auntie’s passing.”
“Since you’ve found the culprit, make sure you don’t let the wicked person go. I also hope you can move on from your grief and cheer up soon.”
Clearly, Ye Lingyun had no intention of intervening in Yang Yang’s fate.
Hearing Ye Lingyun’s cold and heartless words abruptly, Yang Yang was shocked and even more despairing.
“Lingyun! You can’t ignore me!”
“Lingyun, save me!”
“Besides you, I don’t know anyone else who can save me!”
“Lingyun, you’re doing this… I beg you to save me!”
…
Ye Lingyun hung up the phone on his end, the beeping busy signal extinguishing Yang Yang’s last hope.
Looking at Tang Xiaomin, a strong fear welled up in her eyes.
She backed away repeatedly, scrambling to escape and find a glimmer of hope.
She didn’t even care about her parents’ bodies anymore.
Bang!
Yang Yang was shot in the left leg. She immediately rolled to the ground, clutching her leg in pain and wailing.
Tang Xiaomin, holding the gun, walked slowly towards Yang Yang, step by step.
The calmer and colder she appeared, the more intense the pressure she exerted, no less than that of a grim reaper.
“I said you wouldn’t live today.”
“Your parents are dead, and you love them so much, why don’t I send you down to be reunited with them.”
Since they were a family, they should be together.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Xiaomin was beside Yang Yang.
She unhesitatingly aimed the gun at Yang Yang’s head.
This time, Yang Yang truly felt the threat of death.
She was only in her twenties, she didn’t want to die yet.
Ignoring the sharp pain in her leg, she pleaded with Tang Xiaomin.
“Tang Xiaomin, you’ve already killed my parents, we’re even, you’ve even gained one, let me go.”
Yang Yang’s twisted logic of begging for her life only disgusted Tang Xiaomin.
Her parents were dead, and she was still trying to bargain for her own survival.
“Don’t kill me, please.”
Yang Yang, afraid of dying, knelt before Tang Xiaomin, begging for mercy.
…