After being attacked by the rich young ladies with hatchets, I chose to enter "sage mode".

Baby? Murong Liyue did like the baby she had with Bai Yu, but having never experienced the true love of parents, her affection was based entirely on Bai Yu. Without that foundation, she didn't think she could be a good mother, and she had no motivation to live anymore.

All that busyness and planning was for the purpose of living with Bai Yu, for companionship. Without Bai Yu, continuing to live would be like being a walking corpse, a puppet at the mercy of her mother. She had adapted to this kind of life before meeting Bai Yu, but why did she want to go back after meeting her? Would a rabbit that has escaped its cage want to go back? So wouldn't it be better to leave with Bai Yu?

Kata~

The sound of Murong Meng closing the room door and leaving rang out. At this moment, Murong Liyue also took action that was part of the plan, but much earlier than expected.

She reached into the drawer and opened it. Inside was a bottle of pesticide, commonly known as dichlorvos. If someone drank a capful of dichlorvos, there would be no chance of being saved. Her goal was to poison Murong Meng.

Of course, it would be foolish to blatantly give the medicine to Murong Meng to drink. What Murong Liyue had to do was add medicine to her thermos, and also add sugar and various flower teas to color and flavor it.

When Murong Liyue finally adjusted the paper and arrived at Murong Meng's study, Murong Meng was looking through a document. Upon seeing her enter, she looked up in surprise and asked.

"what happened?"

"I made you a cup of herbal tea."

After she finished speaking, Murong Liyue's expression remained as calm and composed as ever. She didn't even feel the slightest reluctance to poison her mother, Murong Meng. Her heart was already dead, and it didn't matter who died. After everything was over, she only wanted to follow in Bai Yu's footsteps.

"scented tea?"

"Yes, this is for you. But before that, I'd like to ask, who took Bai Yu's urn instead of his parents?"

Bai's parents are easily manipulated by capital to believe that Bai Yu's ashes were scattered in a foreign land, but Murong Liyue would not believe such a thing.

When Murong Meng heard Murong Liyue suddenly ask this question, she frowned slightly, clearly thinking that Murong Liyue was still hung up on Bai Yu. However, after thinking about how the person was dead, she felt relieved. What was the use of being hung up on someone? They were already dead, so she said it casually.

"The Su family in Beijing, it was your Aunt Su who took it. Don't ask anymore, there's no point in asking about this. It's just the ashes of an insignificant person. And what's wrong with your Aunt Su, why does she like urns so much?"

After making a comment about Su Ma's eccentricities, Murong Meng opened her thermos and took a sip of herbal tea.

Chapter Ninety-Five: Murong's Wife

Murong Liyue walked out of the room and gently closed the door to Murong Meng's study. She was going to the capital later to retrieve Bai Yu, which belonged to her. Even if Bai Yu had turned into ashes, she would still be hers.

As for Murong Meng, who was currently in the study, collapsing in agony after drinking flower tea but unable to make a sound and in utter despair, her fate was sealed.

Because Murong Liyue has recently gained Murong Meng's complete trust, going out is now completely permitted, although she has not been allowed to use her mobile phone for more than ten days.

It wasn't that Murong Meng was afraid of anything, but she was worried that Bai Yu's death would bring a final burst of energy to Murong Liyue, an outcome she didn't want to see.

But she never imagined that when she thought the time was right and revealed Bai Yu's departure, it would become the final verdict on her fate.

She went to a mobile phone store, bought a SIM card and a new phone. After logging into WeChat, Murong Liyue ignored all kinds of messages and immediately went to find Bai Yu's chat box.

Opening the messages Bai Yu had sent her before his death, Murong Liyue herself didn't know what kind of feelings she had when she read them. Was it trepidation? Nervousness? Or unease and despair?

"President, this is the last time I'll call you 'Murong Wife.' I'm so sorry I chose to leave you. You once imprisoned me, which made me want to hate you. But in the end, it was my own fault. You just loved me in the way you thought you loved me the most, while my love for you was always stingy and miserly. I'm really sorry. Never mind, let's not talk about those bad things anymore. The main reason I'm sending you this message is that I hope you can choose to live a good life after I say goodbye to you. Don't be so aloof, smile more. You may not know, but you are really beautiful when you smile. Goodbye, President Murong. Goodbye, Murong Wife."

Sitting alone on a public bench in a small park, Murong Liyue rarely cried, but at this moment she could feel the pain in her heart, and even breathing became increasingly difficult.

Tears fell one after another onto the phone screen, quickly blurring her vision until she could no longer see a single word.

Three days before Murong Liyue was to travel to the capital, Su Rongxue made a very unusual decision: to tell her mother that she wanted to leave with Bai Yu.

How could any parent allow their child to make such a crazy decision? But Su's mother is different. She can disrespect everything else, but she will respect a person's love and sacrifice, even if it is unreasonable, such as her daughter's decision to commit suicide for love.

"Xiaoxue, are you really sure you want to choose that way to be with Baiyu forever?"

Hearing her mother confirm again, a poignant smile appeared on Su Rongxue's haggard face. Her long silver hair was disheveled from neglect, and her nodding and speaking manner made her look even more like a patient, weak and listless.

"Yeah, I want to keep Bai Yu company. He must be so lonely watching me from another world. I... I also want to hold his hand. His hands are so big, they can easily hold my whole fist, and they're so warm... so warm..."

Looking at her daughter's innocent eyes, still filled with the fantasy of Bai Yu holding her hand, Su's mother recalled the scene of herself and Su Qingyun holding hands when they were young. Back then, he was handsome and sunny, and she was shy and timid. Their love was so innocent and romantic. Now, her daughter also loves Bai Yu so deeply. She could understand the pain of unrequited love, so she respected her daughter's bold choice.

"Then Mom respects your choice. Do you want to sleep on the floor with Bai Yu from now on, or go home together and sleep in your own room?"

"Bury him, bury us together, so I can find him easily in another world, and hold his hand again... He'll probably still talk about me, but... it seems like he'll say something about me..."

Rourou's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself. Although she was talking about death, which people instinctively fear, her tone was full of longing and anticipation, and even joy.

Normal people simply cannot understand Su Rongxue and her mother; they can only say that birds of a feather flock together.

"So, how does Xiaoxue plan to find Baiyu?"

"If we learn from Bai Yu's method, we'll both go to the other world in the same way, and we'll definitely meet again..."

With a smile, Su Rongxue took out a pair of scissors from a drawer beside her; this was her choice.

Su's mother glanced at the scissors for a moment, a hint of hesitation flashing across her face, but it was quickly replaced by a smile. Her daughter was going to pursue her love, so why should she hesitate? Reluctance couldn't stop her from being happy, could it?

"Then Mom will go out and wait for you. Mom will miss you after I leave. You must also remember to miss Mom and Dad, okay?"

"Yes, Mom and Dad must be happy."

They exchanged a smile, but the conversation was incomprehensible. What kind of mindset and mentality would allow someone to appear so relaxed about something so terrible? They even offered each other blessings; it's rare in the secular world for death to be used as a blessing.

The next morning—

Early in the morning, Su Rongxue was arranged by her mother to be buried in the cemetery along with Bai Yu, with the two of them buried in one grave.

No one came to the funeral, and no one else came to say goodbye. Only Su's mother stood in front of the tombstone to offer her congratulations. This was not a normal death and funeral; it was a mother and daughter sending their loving blessings to their daughter.

With her wealth, as long as she has the money, a tombstone and burial plot can be arranged in just a few hours, and Su Rongxue and Bai Yu can be buried together smoothly.

But she never imagined that this outcome would lead to her daughter's grave being dug up and Bai Yu's ashes disappearing.

Because Murong Liyue had already learned that Bai Yu was buried with Su Rongxue on the fourth day after Su Rongxue was buried, and also knew the burial location. After all, this was not a big secret. As for why Su Rongxue died, Murong Liyue did not care at all. She only wanted to get Bai Yu's ashes.

It's definitely not something a normal person would do to come to a cemetery late at night with a shovel and dig up a grave. The person who has been guarding the cemetery for decades probably never imagined that such a thing would happen in a major city like the capital.

The person who dug up the grave was none other than Murong Liyue. What she wanted to do was not only to steal Bai Yu's urn, but also to eat the ashes.

The ashes no longer have a heart, but if we eat them all, we can still get Bai Yu's heart, right?

Of course, she would give her heart to Bai Yu in the same way, both in life and after death.

Murong Liyue came to the cemetery wearing a black cheongsam paired with black stockings, which was Bai Yu's favorite outfit. Her long blue hair was styled into a high bun with a hairpin, and her temperament remained aloof and elegant.

She brought a shovel, a sharp knife, and a bottle of mineral water.

The shovel is for digging graves, the bottled water is for drinking Bai Yu's ashes, and as for the sharp knife, it's a tool for Murong Liyue and Bai Yu to confide in each other.

Normally, such a crazy and massive grave-digging project would not have gone unnoticed. However, the problem arose because Su's mother placed Su Rongxue's and Bai Yu's urns neatly in a black plastic bag before burying them. Because plastic bags are much harder to decompose than coffins, this allowed Bai Yu and Su Rongxue to be together for much longer.

Therefore, when Murong Liyue dug up the grave, the urn was directly inside the soil; there was no need to lift the coffin lid or dig a very large and deep pit to find it.

Holding the gray-black urn, Murong Liyue revealed a victor's smile. She opened the box and swallowed mouthfuls of ashes and sips of water until she had swallowed all the ashes. The several kilograms of ashes made Murong Liyue feel very uncomfortable, but she still had a smile on her face.

After performing these cult-like actions, Murong Liyue looked disdainfully at Su Rongxue's urn, then took out Bai Yu's urn, pulled out the sharp knife, and plunged it into her heart, letting the blood flow into the urn. She slowly lay down on the muddy grass, closed her eyes, and heard Bai Yu's calls in her mind.

"Murong's wife."

Chapter Ninety-Six: Su Rongxue's Side Story

"Xiaoxue, come to Mommy, don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong?"

Raoul Aili crouched down and opened her arms to the crying little girl who ran over, looking so gentle and loving.

The little girl had long silver hair, with a black bow hair clip in her bangs. Her delicate, pretty face was full of grievances, and her big, watery eyes made people feel even more sorry for her.

"They say I don't have a dad...Isn't my dad at home? Why can't he pick me up from school?"

With red-rimmed eyes and puffed-out cheeks, Su Rongxue looked pitiful as she pointed at a group of children not far away, appearing very sad.

"Why does Dad need to vouch for others at home? Xiaoxue is a big girl in kindergarten now. You can't just believe whatever others say, you know?"

Su Rongxue, only four or five years old, didn't quite understand what her mother was saying, and she didn't understand why her father couldn't come out and prove this issue.

"I don't quite understand..."

"If you don't understand, then Xiaoxue needs to grow up a bit more, like... when she starts elementary school, she might understand that Dad is Mom's lover, and it's enough that Mom loves him. There's no need to prove it to anyone else. That's the meaning of love, just like Mom loves you too, no proof needed, understand?"

With her lips pouting, Su Rongxue was completely bewildered by what her mother was saying, not even understanding what love was or what its meaning was.

"don't know..."

Reaching out to pat Su Rongxue's little head, Luo Er Ai Li truly loved her daughter, who was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper. She decided to teach her all her knowledge about love, so that she could truly understand that love is an emotion that can transcend everything, an imprint engraved in the soul, and the ultimate destination of lifelong happiness.

"Don't worry too much if you don't understand. Mom will teach you slowly later, okay?"

"it is good..."

"Let's go home then. What do you want to eat with Mom and Dad today?"

"Can I...have some snacks?"

"No, you need to eat. Do you still want to grow taller?"

"it is good..."

Holding Su Rongxue's small hand, Luo Er Ai Li quickly led her back to her home.

There wasn't a single nanny in this huge villa, giving the impression that no one else had ever lived in the several hundred square meters of space except for the mother and daughter.

"Brother Qingyun, I've brought Xiaoxue back home. Do you want to see her?"

As she said this, Roel Elie took Su Rongxue's small hand and opened a guest room on the first floor of the villa. In the guest room, there was a wheelchair, and sitting in the wheelchair was a emaciated man. If it weren't for the fact that you could still see the man's chest rising and falling with his breathing, you might think that he was already dead.

"dad..."

Releasing Roel Elie's hand, Su Rongxue jogged forward to try and grab her father's hand, but the large hand she grasped was icy cold, and the man gave her no response.

He is Su Qingyun, originally a rather handsome man, but his life turned dark after his relationship with Luo Er Ai Li was discovered to include his ambiguous relationships with other women.

The daily imprisonment and injections of addictive drugs made it impossible for him to leave Rohr Allie for more than a day. The mental and physical torment he endured could not be relieved even after countless pleas for mercy. In his eyes, Rohr Allie was a madwoman.

"Xiaoxue, why don't you talk to Daddy, and Mommy will make something delicious?"

After saying that, Luo Er Ai Li stepped forward and kissed Su Qing Yun on the forehead. She blushed like a little girl and shyly retreated with her eyes full of spring.

After Su Qingyun saw Luo Er Ai Li vent her anger, her gaze immediately fell on Su Rong Xue, who was playing with her fingers beside her. This was her daughter. He could feel that his mental and physical state was extremely weak, and he might pass away at any moment. But he really hoped that his daughter would not go with Luo Er Ai Li, because that woman was a lunatic.

"Xiaoxue..."

"dad?"

Looking up at her thin, sallow-faced father, Su Rongxue knew that her father had always been like this since she was a child. He would stay in this room all day and never go anywhere else, and he rarely even spoke to her.

"Xiaoxue, Daddy... Daddy has something to tell you. Don't imitate many of the things your mother said. You are yourself, and she is herself. If one day you meet someone you like, don't be like your mother. Daddy's hands used to be warm... your mother liked them very much... but now they're a bit cold..."

Su Qingyun spoke very softly, and because he was too weak, he sounded even more listless. However, his words were like talking to a brick wall for Su Rongxue, who was only four or five years old.

She didn't understand what it meant to like someone, or to not learn from or be like her mother. Su Qingyun didn't have the energy to explain why.

That same night, after Su Qingyun said those words, she quietly passed away in the arms of Luo Er Ai Li.

From then on, Su Rongxue truly lost her father. Rather than saying she lost him, it would be more accurate to say that the impressions of her father, both in life and after death, were very faint, as faint as water, yet unforgettable.