Lilan could hardly believe her ears—she and Zhang Yun had been friends for years, but Zhang Yun was willing to sacrifice her life without a second thought for her own survival!
Friendship, when faced with tough choices, turns out to be so fragile!
Zhang Yun stumbled and scrambled to her feet, reaching out to grab the coffee cup from Ji Shanshan’s hand.
But what no one could have anticipated was that just as her hand was about to touch the cup, Lilan suddenly rushed forward ahead of her.
Before Zhang Yun could react, Lilan fiercely grabbed the coffee, lifted her hand, and without hesitation, splashed it onto Zhang Yun’s face!
Zhang Yun erupted in a scream of agony, clutching her face as she writhed on the ground in pain.
In the instant that Lilan threw the coffee at Zhang Yun, Gu Moqian suddenly extended his hand and covered Ji Wei’s eyes: "Don’t look."
His deep voice resonated by her ear, his broad figure leaned in, pressing against her back and wrapping her entirely in his embrace.
Ji Wei couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath at that moment.
She didn’t sympathize with the two women before her but instead lamented how human nature, under trial, reveals its coldest and most ruthless side.
"Mo Qian, if one day someone forced you to make such a choice, would you turn against me?"
Ji Wei asked softly, with lingering dread, as she tipped her face upward to look at him.
Gu Moqian responded without the slightest hesitation, "I’d rather hurt myself than ever hurt you."
Ji Wei’s heart trembled, and unknowingly, a smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
She suddenly turned to face him, reaching out to wrap her arms tightly around his neck.
Lilan stared at the ground where Zhang Yun was screaming and rolling, completely frozen, her hands trembling uncontrollably as cold dread washed over her entire body.
A moment later, her spirit collapsed entirely, unable to support herself any longer, and she sank weakly onto the floor.
Meanwhile, Ji Shanshan stood there as well, drenched in cold sweat, paralyzed, not daring to move an inch.
Suddenly, Zhang Yun, who had been screaming just moments ago, turned her head abruptly to look at Lilan.
Half of her face had already been scalded to the point of peeling, raw red and terrifying.
Lilan screamed instinctively, her hands pressed against the floor, subconsciously retreating step by step.
Zhang Yun, appearing to have lost her mind, lunged fiercely at her, reaching out to strangle Lilan’s neck, cursing malevolently: "Lilan, how ruthless you are! I’ll strangle you! Strangle you..."
"Zhang Yun, you can’t blame me; I was only trying to protect myself! You were the one who tried to attack me first..."
Lilan desperately stretched out her hands to push her away, her face pale and terror-stricken.
Zhang Yun crazily tightened her grip on Lilan’s neck, cursing repeatedly.
Lilan’s eyes rolled back, on the verge of losing consciousness.
Zhang Yun stared at the nearly lifeless Lilan, hesitated for several seconds, then suddenly loosened her grip.
She turned her head abruptly and fixed her glare on Ji Shanshan.
"And you! You were trying to attack me too, weren’t you? I went out of my way to stand up for you, and you stab me in the back—you deserve to die too!"
Zhang Yun’s eyes were bloodshot as she cursed furiously, lunging toward Ji Shanshan.
The sheer momentum sent Ji Shanshan crashing to the ground, her head smashing against the hard floor, with blood gushing instantly.
Ji Shanshan disregarded the pain, desperately trying to dodge, screaming: "Stay away, stay away!"
Zhang Yun seized her hair violently, pinning her head down and slamming it repeatedly against the floor.
Zhang Yun repeated mechanically, completely devoid of rationality.
Ji Shanshan’s vision swam with stars as blood pooled on the back of her head, sticky and thick, congealing into her hair.
"Throw all three of them out."
Gu Moqian frowned impatiently and suddenly gave an order, cutting short this absurdly melodramatic spectacle.