"He thought it really was you—that you had taken those photos in the past and, now that you were in trouble, were using them to blackmail him. So, in a fit of anger, he paid someone to teach you a lesson, leaving you unable to stand or speak ever again."
"Oh, the dates on the photos and videos were all changed by me. I'm pretty talented in that area. I learned all the things my sister left me."
After learning that his miserable state was all because of Su Qiao and the boy before him, Ji Guiyun's eyes nearly split with rage. He wished he could rush over and tear him to pieces.
However, he could only imagine doing so. There was nothing he could do to anyone.
Yu Shengan stood up and patted his trouser legs. "Seeing you like this puts my mind at ease."
"Oh, right. I also paid a large sum for your medical expenses. The medical staff will take good care of you and help you live to a ripe old age. They won't let you die easily."
"Don't you like being in bed? Now you can enjoy the pleasures of being bedridden to your heart's content!"
After saying that unhurriedly, Yu Shengan retraced his route, climbed out through the window, and left calmly.
Ji Guiyun struggled desperately on the bed, his throat producing a terrifying sound like a dying beast fighting for its life. In the end, he was so furious that he fainted.
Ten days later, in a quiet stairwell of a hospital, Lan Jiaye was squatting disheveled in a corner, a half-smoked cigarette held between her fingers, her nails painted red.
More than a dozen cigarette butts already littered the floor in front of her.
Clearly, she had been there for quite some