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Cold and chilling, even without uttering a word, one could feel an unease that was deeply intimidating.

Such a person is naturally gifted with a full set of talent points for conspiracy theories.

And with the resources he controlled and his scheming ways, the man before us exuded extreme confidence.

Yu Halin was such a person.

At this moment, his gaze towards the woman was like appreciating a piece of art, with the corners of his mouth lifting into a slight curve, filling his entire demeanor with a diabolical charm.

"Wanjing, you have become more and more beautiful."

In Yanjing, countless girls would cry and clamor to cling to the coattails of Young Master Yu in hopes of climbing up the social ladder.

But now, this Young Master Yu, who seldom praised others and was born with an aura of arrogance and full-fledged pride, said this complimentary sentence from the bottom of his heart.

The beauty before him, after a month, would become his formally wedded wife.

Su Wanjing's eyes were hollow and numb; the natural charm and goddess-like aura she once possessed were completely gone.

These days, Su Wanjing had seen countless cold looks from others.

In the family days, every relative who used to smile at her now wore a mask of indifference, treating her more like a pitiable pawn.

Su Wanjing's father's health had recently deteriorated further. After an argument about marriage one night, he seemed to have had a fit of rage. Now, the Su Family's biggest leader could only open his eyes for two hours each day, spending the rest of his time in a coma.

With Mr. Su's declining health, Beauty Su's status within the family plummeted dramatically.

The warmth and coldness of human relationships can sometimes be so realistic.

Su Wanjing's mind was still filled with memories of a chubby kid from a side branch uncle's family, whom she used to like a lot.

Just last night, the little chubby boy looked at her with resentment and anger, and said, "Sister Su, why didn't you agree to marry Uncle Yu? If you had married Uncle Yu, our Su Family would have been in a better position, and I would have had a better life. Sister Su, why are you so selfish?"

"Selfish?" Su Wanjing's lips revealed a trace of a smile, a mocking smile. Who is truly more selfish?

Nowadays, the whole Su Family gossiped and pointed fingers at her behind her back, all kinds of words, all kinds of looks, all kinds of malice!

Everyone in the Su Family was now anxious, thinking that Mr. Su was done for.

Various members from the side branches calculated day and night, aiming to secure the greatest benefits in the future.

Even some of the Su Family members had already defected to Yu Halin's feet, groveling and willing to act like a dog.

Now, the majority of the Su Family viewed this future son-in-law with extreme importance, racking their brains and resorting to any means necessary to ingratiate themselves with him.

"Wanjing, I know what you are thinking, but in the face of absolute power, jesters will only be obliterated," Yu Halin thought smugly.

Although he learned through special channels that Long Si from Yanhuang Soul had confirmed that Lin Hai was not King Yan, Yu Halin inexplicably disliked Lin Hai, possibly because his beloved Su Wanjing had a past with Lin Hai. This disdain had seeped deep into his bones as if it were predestined.

For things he disliked, Yu Halin's usual approach was to destroy them entirely, from the body to the soul, sparing no expense if necessary.

"Lin Hai will soon disappear completely from your life."

"He's just a small security guard, totally unworthy of you."

"I'll show him that this world is predatory, where only the strong survive."

"That toad wants to eat swan meat, the price is death!"

Yu Halin was extremely pleased with himself, his tone filled with undisguised murderous intent when he mentioned Lin Hai's name.

Just a small security guard who, without Beauty Su's protection, he felt he could crush at will.

Su Wanjing was still numbed and despairing, her gaze hollow as she stared straight ahead, unmoved.

"One month from now, your first time, everything about you, will belong to me, Wanjing. That's reality for you. It was very pleasant talking with you today, goodbye."

After speaking these words with gentlemanly politeness and wearing a confident smile, as if in high spirits from a joyous event, feeling the air he breathed was even more refreshing than usual, Yu Halin left the courtyard where he had confined Su Wanjing.

It wasn't until long after Yu Halin had left that a single teardrop trickled down Su Wanjing's beautiful face, falling on her cheeks all the way down to her clothes.

The person she loved most, yet they could not be together.

The once-beloved little brother, pointing at her nose, coldly and heartlessly calling her a selfish and wicked woman.

Blood relatives, looking at her with cold eyes, their mockery and blows sparing no thought to adding insult to injury.

Her father, whom she loved and yet deliberately distanced herself from, bedridden; signs of chaos within the whole clan slowly emerging.

So many envied her family background, her beauty, and everything she had. In the eyes of outsiders, she must be happy.

But, is anyone aware of how she truly feels inside?

Does anyone genuinely care whether she is truly happy or not?

The warmth of people, the fickleness of the world—all becomes sharply etched and unforgettable when you are about to fall from power.

Su Wanjing suddenly remembered a saying.

"The world laughed, so you laughed along with the crowd, with tears in your eyes, staggering and stumbling along…"

"Lin Hai..."

The man who lingered in Su Wanjing's mind.

She suddenly understood why he deliberately concealed his identity, preferring to be decadent, lazy, despised and underestimated by others.

That was the protective color someone wore after their heart had been slashed by numerous deep and shallow cuts, preferring to live by their own rules and desires, mad and reckless, or languishing in despair, or cynical.

Su Wanjing's delicate hand slowly lifted, gazing at her palm, as if it still retained the sensation of feeling Lin Hai's scarred body.

"That man, covered with dense scars, in truth, has never let his wounds fully heal..."

Now, Su Wanjing felt that in some respects, she was very similar, very close to Lin Hai, or rather, to King Yan.

"Lin Hai, the truth is, from the moment I saw the purity in your eyes, a seed of love was quietly planted in my heart."

"Forgive me for not being able to give you my first time."

"But I promise, in this world, aside from you, no one else has the right to take my first time away."

After murmuring these words to herself, Su Wanjing seemed to have made some kind of immense decision at the brink of collapse, calm and resolute, and she steadfastly walked toward the bathroom…

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