I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 688: Conclude Everything

Chapter 688: Chapter 688: Conclude Everything

"From the moment you underestimated his strength, your fate was sealed. After we captured Chen He, my husband had been biding his time, waiting to give you a taste of your own medicine."

The second mistress wanted to use Chen He as her trump card, gaining leverage over Yu Jingting, having him under her thumb from then on.

After being seen through by Yu Jingting and his wife, Chen He began to turn the tables. He used the second mistress’s plot to dupe her eldest son.

Meanwhile, the second mistress took advantage of the time when Chen Lijun was getting married, attempting to persuade Fan’s mother to poison her. She prided herself on the secrecy of this scheme, not knowing that Chen He had already been won over by Yu Jingting.

Although Chen He couldn’t confirm that this plan was the second mistress’s work, Suizi and her husband were cunning and cautious. They boldly hypothesized and carefully verified, eventually concluding that it was indeed the second mistress’s doing.

"You think you’re so clever, controlling everything. But all your actions are under our control. You’ve wasted your life. You’ll never be a match for my husband. You’re not even worthy of polishing his shoes."

Suizi said with invigorating satisfaction. She had been lying low for so long, all just to finish this chess game.

"I made a mistake... underestimating this country bumpkin... But aren’t you scared?" The second mistress knew she was done for. Her family was finished. But even on the brink of death, she wanted to take someone down with her.

"What should I be afraid of?"

"This man is full of tricks. He stirs up so much trouble in the blink of an eye. How can you be sure that he won’t use his schemes against you and your family in the future? You are Fan Huang’s eldest daughter. After he has exploited all benefits from you, you will be the first one he turns against. I’ve seen it happen many times. If he can be ruthless with us today, he will step on you tomorrow when you’re no longer of use. You’re just his steppingstone!"

"Ha." Suizi laughed, a cold laugh.

She looked at the second mistress with utter disdain, as if looking at a rat in a garbage heap.

"What are you laughing at? I’ve seen more of life than you’ve taken steps. I’ve seen a lot of men like him. The more humble he is to you today, the more ruthless he’ll be when he steps on you tomorrow! You won’t end well!"

"Look at your stupid behavior." Suizi spat out. She wasn’t angered by the second mistress, but the revulsion was real.

"Some people think they’re so wise just because they’ve had a few more years of experience. They think they can dictate others’ lives. What, are you God? If you’re so capable, why didn’t you foresee this - being brought down to your knees today like a dog? Today, I’ll make your death clear to you. The evil schemes you’ve accused him of aren’t all his doing."

"What?"

"He is my eyes, and I am his heart. Half of what you’ve experienced originated from my suggestion, the other half is his performance. Any major decisions we make as a couple are made together. Now, can you die in peace?"

"How could that be... There’s no way a relationship like that could exist in this world..." The second mistress had never truly opened her heart to her husband in her life. She refused to believe there could be a couple like Suizi and her husband.

"Do you ever despise yourself for being ugly, or for having such a dirty heart? If even a lowly worm like you doesn’t despise yourself, why would we despise each other? He has seen all my calculations, and I have seen all his savage actions. So what?"

Suizi looked at him affectionately, "The measurement of a relationship should not only be based on the good side of the other person. Accepting everything is the key to move forward. Of course, this is too hard for you to understand. In your life, you’ve never been loved, so you might never understand."

The last sentence was as good as stabbing the second mistress through the heart.

Seeing the second mistress’s frantic expression, Suizi added softly.

"You might say that only a naive person would be so lovey-dovey. Well, unfortunately, you lost to two such ’naive’ people."

The second mistress sat on the ground, kneeling.

All her fighting spirit had been drained by Suizi. Just then, the Fan brothers arrived with their people.

"Quick, hold these three down! You’re old pa is still relying on her to stay alive! As long as the old man is still around, no one dares to touch me, no one! I am the best daughter-in-law of the Fan family. My son, my grandson, will be safe, as long as the old man is still alive!"

The second mistress had gone mad. She pointed to the old man lying in bed, commanding the Fan brothers.

I don’t know if it’s because he was hanging by a thread, or the room was just too noisy, but the old man who’d been lying there struggling to breathe suddenly opened his eyes. In his excitement, he pointed at Suizi.

The bells tied around him began to sway wildly, signaling a stroke of luck. Only when meeting someone with good luck would it react this strongly.

There was unlimited anticipation in the old man’s eyes. The aura of Suizi and her husband was something he had never encountered before, and he saw hope for survival in them.

Yu Jingting stepped over the master lying on the floor and came to the bedside. He looked down at the old skeleton.

"Is it you who’s been after my wife?"

"What are you going to do?! This is the old man. If you dare touch him, not even your father-in-law can save you!" The second mistress didn’t know what Yu Jingting was planning but yelled out in panic, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and seize him. Don’t let him hurt the old man!"

The Fan brothers exchanged looks, not knowing whose side to take.

"Yu Jingting! If you dare hurt the old man, you’re a murderer! Everyone’s watching!" The second mistress roared.

Yu Jingting calmly flexed his wrist, the corner of his mouth turning up in an odd smile that was full of meaning.

"Hurt him? That’s not necessary. Do I, Yu Jingting, seem like the sort of coward who would stab a dying old man?"

The second mistress breathed a sigh of relief and immediately became arrogant again.

"Just as I thought. You wouldn’t dare. You’re nothing."

"Her, I want her..."

The old man stretched out his thin, bony finger, pointing at Suizi. He felt a strong surge of luck from Suizi – a force that could help him live on, sustaining his obsession.

Yu Jingting leaned in close to hear his whispering.

"You want my wife’s life?"

"Whatever you want, however much money you want..." The old man’s voice changed in his greed.

"What do I want? I want – for you to die a horrible death!" After Yu Jingting said this, he stood up straight, pulled out a sharp dagger from his pocket, and opened it, slapping the old man’s face twice with it.

"What are you doing?! Everyone’s watching. You can’t mess around!" The second mistress was in a panic.

"Of course I can’t publicly make a mistake. Killing people, that’s definitely not happening. After all, I’m a well-to-do young man, with a fulfilling life and a beautiful wife. Even if I was to die, it would be dying from pleasuring her..."

Suizi rolled her eyes at him – just get on with your job, stop blabbering!

"So, I won’t touch him. I’m just going to cut off a few threads. That’s not against the law, right?" Having spoken, Yu Jingting decisively cut through the threads — clack, clack, clack, all the red threads were cut.

The soul-calling bells representing the old man’s life fell onto the floor one by one, making a crisp sound. The old man’s wide-open eyes showed his disbelief, and he choked on his breath.