Two of the cars failed to dodge in time and even crashed through the guardrail on the bridge, plunging straight into the water below. From a height of more than ten meters, there was a loud boom, as if a huge explosion had occurred.
Yan Xia stared fixedly at the screen. Suddenly, she lunged forward and tightly held the tablet with her handcuffed hands, trying hard to distinguish the flattened white car in the video. Crimson blood quickly spread from the direction of the car, staining the road surface of the bridge.
The scene was in complete chaos.
She finally saw the license - plate number of the white car, and her heart suddenly clenched tightly.
"This is my dad's car! It's his car, isn't it!" Yan Xia reached out and grabbed Wen Liang's clothes fiercely, looking at him in shock.
Did Lu Qianzhou want her to watch the whole process of Cheng Hua's car accident and death? Why did he do this...
Even if he wanted her dead, he could just do it directly. Why this...
Wen Liang remained silent and didn't answer her question.
"No, it's not okay! He has no right to do this!" Yan Xia shook Wen Liang's clothes desperately. Her arms were restricted by the iron chains and couldn't reach any further. "Save him, Wen Liang. I'm begging you. Please save him... I'll do anything as long as you save him. I'm begging you..."
She was rambling incoherence. She didn't dare to look directly at the picture on the tablet anymore. The continuously gushing blood constantly challenged her sanity. What could be more painful in this world than watching one's own relative die...
But there was nothing she could do. Wen Liang ignored her from beginning to end, watching coldly, just like when he had carried out countless tasks assigned by Lu Qianzhou on weekdays.
"Don't... I want to see Lu Qianzhou. I want to see him. Take me to see Lu Qianzhou!" Yan Xia was so panicked that she lost her mind. She stood up and tried to run away, but was tightly locked by the iron chains and finally fell to the ground in a mess.
The tablet in her hand fell in front of her. She watched as the ambulance on - site wailed, carrying out the blood - covered Cheng Hua. Cheng Hua was motionless, seemingly already dead. And Uncle Fu, who was carried out right after and sent to the ambulance together.
Her tears fell heavily on the screen. Helpless and grief - stricken, she couldn't help crying bitterly.
"He's my only relative left... I really have nothing left. I don't want anything. As long as you spare him and save him, I'm willing to pay any price. I don't want to marry Lu Qianzhou anymore..."
She didn't want anything, didn't ask for anything.
She would no longer be delusional about marrying Lu Qianzhou. As long as he was willing to spare them, she was willing to work like a beast for the rest of her life to make up for the harm Cheng Hua had caused him... As long as he spared them!
Even if that person was full of sins, hypocritical, and had committed all the most vicious crimes in the world. After all, he was her father, and the only relative she had in this world besides her sister.
Why couldn't Lu Qianzhou give her an explanation, a chance to make peace...
"Lu Qianzhou!" Yan Xia lay on the ground, shouting heart - rendingly, shrill. She pounded her fists hard on the ground. "You said you would protect me for a lifetime. You said you would marry me! Why are you doing this to me!"
How could he be so heartless!
Maybe because she still had a fever, her condition was not good. Suddenly, she choked on her sobs and coughed violently.
She lay on the ground, looking at Wen Liang with grief - stricken eyes. Her tears flowed from her left eye into her right eye and then slid down from the corners of her eyes.
Wen Liang's eyelids twitched when he saw this. Seemingly a bit soft - hearted, he turned his head away and didn't look at her anymore.
In the past days, she really thought that Lu Qianzhou was the destination of her later life and the guarantee for her to move forward. But reality always gave her a heavy blow when she thought she was right, making her understand that everything was just her unrealistic fantasy.
Before she could recover from this grief, the picture on the screen automatically switched again.
Yan Xia heard the suddenly different voice from the tablet. Her gaze gradually focused. She propped her hands on the ground and leaned over to look at the content on the tablet again. It seemed to be a live - broadcast. This time, the picture switched to Lord Lu's mansion.
Seeing the picture in the camera gradually moving towards the room where Cheng Yanxi was, she suddenly had a bad premonition.
"What are they going to do?" Yan Xia's eyes were panicked and fierce. When she asked this question, the tears on her face were still not dry. "What on earth does Lu Qianzhou want to do! The enemy he wanted to take revenge on is already dead. My dad is dead. Isn't that enough? These things have nothing to do with my sister. It has nothing to do with her at all. You can't do this!"
Yan Xia shouted hysterically and began to struggle desperately. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from the iron chains on her hands. She even began to bite the iron chains with her teeth and rub the two iron chains against each other in an attempt to twist them off.
However, all her hysteria was in vain.
The iron chains rattled because of her struggle. Yan Xia was like a crazy wild animal that couldn't get what it wanted. She wished she could bite through the iron chains that imprisoned her. She let out a shrill scream: "Let me go! Let me out, let me out!"
Her nerves had been in a highly tense state. Suddenly, she cried again, fragile and helpless.
In the live - broadcast picture, that person came to Cheng Yanxi's room. As usual, Cheng Yanxi still lay motionless on the bed, showing no reaction at all. She had no idea what was going to happen to her next...
"Sis..." Yan Xia called her in a low voice, with a heart - rending sob in her throat. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
In the live - broadcast picture, that person removed Cheng Yanxi's oxygen mask. His bronze hand covered her fragile neck and gradually tightened!
The instrument next to Cheng Yanxi that monitored her vital signs suddenly beeped and buzzed non - stop. The heartbeat amplitude gradually became abnormal, emitting a sharp alarm sound.
"No, no..." She could no longer restrain herself. Even though she knew that the person who was doing it couldn't hear her at all, she still pleaded desperately.
Yan Xia was almost hysterical. She was on the verge of going crazy. Watching her relatives being killed one after another, she could only watch helplessly and do nothing.
If all this was because of Cheng Hua, then she was the culprit who had paved the way for Lu Qianzhou.
It was she who had invited the wolf into the house and harmed her sister. Cheng Yanxi had done nothing wrong from beginning to end, but the mistakes she and Cheng Hua had made finally had to be borne by her.
"Let me go, let me go!" She kept repeating this sentence. She was even unable to speak properly.
Wen Liang frowned and looked at Cheng Yanxia in front of him. This was a Cheng Yanxia he had never seen before. Her hysterical appearance was like that of a madwoman. Because of her continuous struggle, the skin on her wrists was worn out, red and swollen.
Until in the live - broadcast, Cheng Yanxi's heart suddenly stopped. With a beep, the curve of her heartbeat became a straight line.
Her struggle stopped. She watched the picture on the screen slowly and restrainedly, as if she had lost her soul in an instant.
Suddenly, a breath got stuck in her chest. She couldn't catch her breath. It was like an asthma - like symptom, and she fell straight to the ground.