Chapter 561: Chapter 561: The Terminally Ill Heiress on Death Game Island (Final)
"Yanyan, I’m back."
Bai Huai, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, walked in from outside, not even having time to put down his briefcase; his first thought was to see her.
Seeing her still sitting by the window reading, the muscles on his face relaxed, and he walked over gently.
"Today, I saw two people."
Qiann Yan looked up, "Who?"
"Jing XiYuaan. When I was on the bus coming back, I passed by the overpass, got stuck in traffic, and happened to see him begging under the bridge, along with Jing Kun. Jing Kun isn’t dead, probably has something to do with Jing XiYuaan. He was scolding Jing Kun, saying he can’t even do something as simple as begging properly."
"It seems like he’s a bit mentally disturbed. Jing Kun’s leg is broken, beaten badly, searching desperately for teeth on the ground, not daring to say a word, just curled up there."
Qiann Yan didn’t expect Jing Kun to be alive, let alone that Jing XiYuaan and Jing Kun, father and son, were actually begging.
Bai Huai saw that she wasn’t that concerned about the matter, so he mentioned other things he encountered today, thinking about the upcoming weekend, "Yanyan, do you want to go somewhere this weekend?"
After asking, there was no answer. Bai Huai’s heart sank, he quickly looked to the person beside him, only to see her eyes closed.
His eyes turned red from fear, reaching out to check her breath.
Qiann Yan: "Still living, it’s not time yet; I can hold on for a while."
"A bit tired." Qiann Yan didn’t open her eyes; the fatigue of the body is beyond the control of willpower.
For the first time, she felt a bit reluctant to part with life.
Bai Huai couldn’t help but hold her, "You scared me."
Qiann Yan raised her hand and patted Bai Huai’s face, "I’ll notify you when it’s time to go."
Bai Huai: Isn’t Yanyan afraid of scaring him to death? Or does she think his mental strength is very strong?
That day, the weather was clear. Early in the morning, the warm sun shone into the room.
As usual, Bai Huai walked into the room to help her comb her hair, then helped her put on her hat. Looking at the emaciated figure, his hands trembled.
"Bai Huai, I’m leaving."
Clatter—
The comb in Bai Huai’s hand fell to the ground, his voice choked, "So soon?"
"With my efforts, I’ve reached the maximum limit; my body really can’t continue." Qiann Yan analyzed seriously, "It’s not my fault."
She came too late, her bodily functions had long been damaged. Being able to persist for years is indeed a testament to her unique talent.
Bai Huai picked up the comb, this time not wanting to joke that she always dissipates his sadness.
Because this time, no matter what she says, it cannot dissipate the sadness in his heart.
"Sadly, there’s still a skill I haven’t mastered. Otherwise, I would surely take you with me."
Bai Huai’s hands trembled, what kind of talk is this?
Qiann Yan: "You are very persistent, following me in every world. Congratulations, you’ve caught my attention."
Bai Huai: Is this the final flicker before death, liking to talk nonsense?
"Over the years, countless people have approached me, yet only you are the most interesting. If you keep trying, maybe one day you’ll really succeed. My harem is still empty. In every world, the only soul I want to take is yours."
Bai Huai felt comforted. Although Yanyan started to talk nonsense, between the lines, he was the most special. It’s a bit comforting.
Her harem? Did Yanyan now imagine herself as the Empress?
An empty harem implies she thinks he can do it? Sadness aside, there’s a bit of happiness.
Bai Huai cooperatively said, "I’ll try my best."
"To strive to be the first person in your harem, or the only one." Bai Huai said with tears, smiling.
Qiann Yan remained silent, this tone...
