The wind was picking up outside the window. Chang Xuyu had taken her medicine, and her energy was gradually fading. The temperature in the hospital room was comfortable, and soon she fell asleep.
Yi Zhuo stayed by her side, dealing with the remaining work in a simple manner.
Some time ago, in order to wrestle the shares from Yi Jianye, he had gone through many things—being forced into marriage, even having Chang Xuyu's safety used to coerce him.
Yi Zhuo was not a traditional person, and moreover, the "kinship" between him and Yi Jianye had long since died out the moment his mother passed away.
To take revenge, there was no need to show any consideration for Yi Jianye. Yi Jianye had touched his reverse scale, and when he struck back, he naturally no longer cared about anyone or anything.
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