Su Jin actually woke up very quickly. She just saw him standing by the window and didn't dare to open her eyes. But... since when did she become Mrs. Lu?
She was clearly... called Su Jin!
She remembered that before she died, there had been a car accident. When she woke up, her so-called younger sister, Su Moli, was sitting by the bedside, holding a bowl of fragrant soup, feeding her one spoonful at a time.
Seeing her open her eyes, Su Moli gave a faint smile, with extreme concern. "My dear sister, you're awake?"
As she spoke, she proudly puffed out her chest, her face smug. The expensive jewelry hanging around her neck was exceptionally dazzling,
and it was a gift Chu Yunhao had given to Su Jin!
"Where did you get that necklace? I thought I put it..."
Su Moli chuckled out loud, covering her mouth with her crimson-painted nails, looking immensely pleased, like a rooster who had just won a fight, proudly puffing up her chest.
"Not only this necklace, but even your man is mine now. Sister, do you know why you had that car accident? You've already signed the equity transfer agreement. The Su Group is completely under my brother-in-law's control now. Do you think he still wants you? He's so disgusted by you he can't even bear to look at you!"
Laughing gleefully, she leaned close to Su Jin's ear, her voice dripping with pride, deep resentment, and jealousy, enunciating each word slowly.
Hearing those words, Su Jin stared at her in disbelief and roared angrily, "No, impossible! You're lying to me, you're definitely lying to me! Bring Chu Yunhao here, I want to ask him face to face! I'm still carrying his child—he wouldn't do this to me!"
Su Moli burst into laughter, laughing so hard she swayed like a flower in full bloom, as if she'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.
She cruelly licked the corner of her lips, her eyes flashing with viciousness while holding the bowl of fragrant soup in her hands. She elegantly stirred it with the spoon and smiled with an innocent air:
"Oh, right, the child. Sigh, my dear sister, you really have such bad luck. In this lifetime, the thing you wanted most was a child. But after so many miscarriages, you finally got pregnant, only to miscarry again. It's been four months now—it was fully formed. Truly such a pity."
Saying this, she suddenly pointed to the bowl of soup, her smile growing even more uncontrollable. "You know, I've heard that soup made from miscarried fetuses is incredibly nourishing. They say there's a special bond between mother and child. I'm really curious—how do you think he'd feel, being consumed by his own mother?"
Upon hearing these words, Su Jin's stomach churned violently, and she vomited, spewing out everything inside her. She stared blankly at the bowl of soup, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
That was her child—her own child! How could this happen? How could this venomous woman do such a thing!
"Su Moli! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Su Jin collapsed instantly, screaming hysterically and lunging at Su Moli like a frenzied lioness. But her legs were broken—she couldn't move.
Dodging the crazed woman with slight panic, Su Moli's twisted smile only grew colder and more grotesque. Watching Su Jin in this pitiful state was truly the happiest moment of her entire life!
"My dear sister, do you think that just because you're Brother Yun Hao's wife, it means you're his true love? Wrong! So wrong! Let me tell you, from the beginning to the end, the only one Brother Yun Hao has ever loved is me, only me! But you—you stole my man, stole everything from me! I hate you! I hate you!"
Continuously evading the mad, sickly woman's clawing and biting, Su Moli's smile grew more exhilarated,
"It's a good thing Brother Yun Hao has always loved me, always! Do you want to know how much he loves me? Then let me tell you—he loves me so much that he would never have children with anyone else. Not even if she were pregnant—he'd make sure to get rid of it, to kill it!"