Wilderness Romance!

"Yes, how did she become a vegetable?"

Lu Pingchuan gave a bitter laugh, his eyes filled with endless sorrow and bone-chilling coldness.

"Shen Yaxin, the compensation for that accident was a total of 600,000 yuan. To pay for the compensation, my father sold all the family property. To pay for the compensation, my brother worked from dawn to dusk to earn money, and even lost his life because of it."

His eyes were red-rimmed, and the bloodshot color in his eyes gradually spread. The self-blame, grief, and hatred that had been building up for so long were finally breaking down at this moment.

"My brother's death made my mother cry day and night, and she almost went blind. My father also suffered a stroke due to anxiety and is still lying in bed. Shen Yaxin, all of this is related to this accident, and it is all related to you."

Shen Yaxin shuddered violently, as if struck by lightning. She pressed herself tightly against the cold wall, her limbs were icy cold, her hands and feet were numb, and even her breathing became stiff.

She orchestrated the accident simply to drive Fang Yinuo away from Su Jingming, and to win Su Jingming's heart and the job offer at the city hospital. She never imagined it would have such a devastating impact.

At that moment, she even felt a pang of guilt.

However, the guilt on her face quickly vanished, replaced by an expression of taking it all for granted.

That fleeting sense of guilt ultimately couldn't outweigh her deep-seated selfishness and vanity.

In her world, everyone's efforts and sacrifices should give way to her future.

She raised her head, her stubbornness unrepentant, all her previous panic and fear gone, leaving only sarcasm and bitterness in her eyes.

"Lu Pingchuan, don't try to pin this on me."

"You took the blame for me willingly; no one forced you. I admit it was wrong of me not to pay compensation, but have you ever considered how a poor student like me could possibly afford it?"

"So, neither your brother's death nor your parents' illness has anything to do with me. It's you... you were too foolish to send them down this path yourself. You can't blame anyone else."

Shen Yaxin's words were like steel needles piercing Lu Pingchuan's heart.

She's right. He himself is the biggest culprit for this outcome.

If he hadn't been so foolish and impulsive, if he hadn't taken the blame for Shen Yaxin, his family wouldn't have been bankrupted by the huge compensation, and his older brother wouldn't have lost his life trying to make money.

The root of all tragedy lies in his absurd act of giving.

Overwhelmed by immense regret and self-loathing, Lu Pingchuan felt as if a boulder was pressing down on his chest, causing him a suffocating pain.

A deep sense of self-mockery and sorrow welled up in his eyes, and the tension in his body suddenly eased, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He was blind, trusting a heartless person; he was naive and ridiculous, thinking that this would bring him true love.

But ironically, the very person who should be the most repentant and atone for his sins stands before him, self-righteously disclaiming all responsibility and casually attributing his family's suffering and his elder brother's death to his own doing.

On what grounds?

The mistakes she made required his family to pay for with their lives and their entire lives, yet she could remain at ease and even mock his stupidity.

After a brief period of dejection, the sorrow transformed into a bone-chilling cold that spread throughout the body.

Lu Pingchuan slowly lowered his clenched fist, the last trace of warmth in his eyes completely extinguished, leaving only pitch blackness, deathly silence, and a chilling stillness.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Shen Yaxin, who looked indifferent and tried to distance herself from the situation. His voice was low and hoarse, devoid of any emotion, yet carrying a devastating resolve.

"Yes, you're right, I deserve it."

"I misjudged people, was delusional, and ruined my whole family. I was extremely foolish."

"But Shen Yaxin, I was wrong for being stupid and for being gullible, but you were wrong for doing evil, for being vicious, for having no bottom line and no humanity."

"I paid the price for my stupidity with the destruction of my family, so you should also pay for your sins with blood and pain."

Looking into Lu Pingchuan's lifeless, empty, and emotionless eyes, Shen Yaxin's heart trembled, and a chill inexplicably ran down her spine.

She forced a calm demeanor, stubbornly maintaining a fearless posture, and coldly snorted, "Lu Pingchuan, what exactly do you want?"

"Not very good."

"Shen Yaxin, remember this: I will repay you tenfold, a hundredfold, for the harm you have done to me and the suffering my family has endured."

"From this day forward, I will personally drag you into the hell you have created."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Pingchuan turned and left.

Shen Yaxin stood frozen in the cold corner, staring blankly at his resolute departing figure, as if all the strength in her body had been instantly drained away.

The arrogance and toughness that had been forcibly maintained collapsed as that figure gradually disappeared into the distance, and for the first time, a deep and genuine fear arose in my heart.

At this moment, Shen Yaxin finally realized that she had personally lost the person who loved her the most, and had also personally buried a dead end from which she could not escape.

Lu Pingchuan calmed himself down, then took out his phone and dialed Dafei's number.

"Dafei, let's find a place in the old town tonight. I want to treat Li Cheng to dinner."

Li Cheng was his first target in his campaign against Luo Sanpao, so he naturally had to be careful.

Luo Sanpao has many informants, but most of them are in the new city area. The old city area is Zhao Siye's territory, which is relatively safer and more secretive.

"Understood, I'll call you when it's arranged." Dafei replied and hung up the phone.

Dafei was extremely efficient; in less than twenty minutes, he sent the arranged address to Lu Pingchuan's mobile phone.

Without wasting any words, Lu Pingchuan immediately sent the address Da Fei had sent to Li Cheng.

"Mr. Li, 8 PM, Old Town, Yuelai Hotel, third floor, private room 308."

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