"Heh, you lost, and you lost completely. The marriage certificate belongs to Qingqing and me. Oh, and so does the baby. I forgot to tell you, Kaijing: come celebrate the birth in six months!" Lu Jinxuan's brows shot up in smug triumph. He looked at Yu Kaijing's cold, disheartened, gritted-teeth expression with utter contempt, finding it funnier the longer he looked.
Yu Kaijing grabbed Lu Jinxuan by the neck and, without hesitation, drove the cold knife he'd been holding behind his back into Lu Jinxuan's heart. Blood gushed out, soaking through his clothes. Yu Kaijing's gaze was icy, utterly devoid of warmth and filled only with hatred.
Yu Kaijing glared with bloodshot eyes and struggled to spit out a few words: "Qingqing is dead, you bastard."
"Qingqing, I'm coming to join you. Is it cold down there? Why are you so cold?" Yu Kaijing clutched the urn in his arms, closed his eyes as tears streamed down his face, and curled his lips into a faint smile...
One is Yu Kaijing, an academic overachiever and a school-level *; cold as frost, he never gets involved in...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
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