Chapter 181 Shin-chan, look, it's so clean!

Chapter 181 Shin-chan, look, it's so clean!

Yun Yang called for the system in her mind.

Where are you? Are you almost there?

Several seconds later, the system's voice, tinged with sobs and the sound of wind, came through intermittently.

[Sister Yang...I...I was almost at the front yard...but then...but then a gust of wind...whoosh—]

I've been blown back again!

There's no hope for them.

Just then, a faint groan came from the ground.

"Um……"

Yun Yang froze, then abruptly looked down.

Cuihua, who had been lying motionless on the ground, twitched her eyelids a few times and slowly opened her eyes.

She covered her stomach with one hand and reached out to Yunyang with the other.

"My stomach...it hurts so much..."

"I...I think...I'm going into labor..."

"Yun Butler... save me... save my son..."

As Fu Xiaoting watched this scene, the cold smile on his lips grew even more cruel.

"Now, you choose."

"You killed her."

"It was I who killed Shen Mingyue."

Fu Xiaoting's voice was like a poisoned ice pick, each word piercing Yun Yang's eardrums.

"People like this deserve to be in hell!"

Even at this moment, she was still thinking about saving her son.

Yun Yang stared at Cuihua's contorted face in pain, her mind buzzing.

She couldn't help but recall the hurtful words her mother had used to manipulate her.

"Girls should endure more hardship so that they can have a good life after marriage."

"You're the older sister, so of course you should give way to your younger brother."

"You're about to graduate, so you'll have to hand over your salary to your younger brother."

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment...

Yun Yang suddenly looked up and met Fu Xiaoting's cold eyes.

He laughed.

She slowly drew her pistol from her waist.

Fu Xiaoting raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly unsurprised by her choice.

However, the next second...

Yun Yang suddenly turned the gun around and pointed the cold muzzle at her temple.

Don't fall for Evil Ting's tricks.

He's trying to control her!

"Are you crazy?!"

Fu Xiaoting's expression changed for the first time.

Yun Yang stared intently at him and said, word by word:

"I have my hell, and you have your heaven."

"Your housekeeper is your paradise, but you are blind to it."

"I'd rather die."

"I don't want to trap myself in hell like you and become a demon."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it struck Fu Xiaoting's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Cuihua wasn't born Cuihua!"

"She was once Pan'er, and Pan'er could become Cuihua!"

Yun Yang's eyes reddened, and her voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"It's not her who's going to die!"

"This is a world that eats people without spitting out the bones!"

"We are not qualified to be judges and decide whether a foolish but pitiful woman lives or dies!"

Some people are both hateful and pathetic because they never realize they are trapped at the bottom of a well.

Cuihua is, and so is her mother.

She wouldn't go to the bottom of the well to save people who refused to look up at the sky, nor would she throw stones into the well.

This was her choice.

The room was deathly silent.

Fu Xiaoting's forehead veins bulged, his eyes switching back and forth between icy madness and violent struggle.

Li Yuan...

It's Li Yuan!

He sensed the danger emanating from Yun Yang, who was frantically trying to break free of his restraints within his body!

"Oh……"

Fu Xiaoting forced a cold laugh from his throat, his facial muscles twitching in pain.

"You don't really want to die."

His gaze was like a knife scraping across Yun Yang's face.

"You want to... force him to reveal himself!"

Yun Yang's heart sank suddenly.

He saw right through me!

But there's no turning back now!

"Li Yuan, come out quickly, I'm dying!"

The next second, without hesitation, she pulled the trigger forcefully!

"Bang--"

A loud bang exploded in the silent room.

However, the sound did not come from the gun in Yun Yang's hand.

Instead, it came from the muzzle of Fu Xiaoting's gun.

The gun in Yunyang's hand only made a crisp "click" sound.

Her gun was empty.

She knew.

But the moment she pulled the trigger.

Fu Xiaoting knew he was about to lose control of Li Yuan.

It was no longer possible to aim at Shen Mingyue downstairs.

So, in the last second before things got out of control.

The gun was pointed at the woman on the ground, who was still groaning in pain.

The bullet pierced Cuihua's forehead with pinpoint accuracy.

Blood gushed from the bullet holes, staining the carpet beneath her.

Before Yun Yang could even recover from the gunshot, she saw Fu Xiaoting suddenly bend down and grab Cuihua's body.

Then, without hesitation, he threw her out of the huge French window, just like throwing away a tattered garbage bag!

"No...no..." Yun Yang shook her head vigorously.

They wanted to stop them, but it was too late.

downstairs.

On the lawn in the front yard.

The sun is shining brightly.

Pan'er had just helped Xiaoxin wash the statue's feet clean and was looking up at him, giggling.

"Shin-chan, look, it's so clean!"

She wore that pretty little red dress, like a blooming sunflower.

However, the next second...

A huge shadow fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud bang.

Pan'er, who was smiling just a second ago, froze on her face.

She stared blankly at the person who had fallen in front of her.

After a long while, she weakly called out, "Mom..."

upstairs.

Fu Xiaoting's body trembled violently, as if he were enduring immense pain.

The madness and ferocity on his face were fading at a visible speed.

A few seconds later, those scarlet eyes finally regained their clarity.

He stared blankly out the window.

His gaze met that of Pan'er, who was looking up at him...