100 ways to kill your husband

Chapter 9, Fifth Time: What's the Most Expensive Thing?

Qiao Shan is gone, and it seems that an unfillable void has appeared in her heart. No matter how much anger she pours in, it will not be enough. She must make Su Yi pay the price.

After washing her sleeves clean, she filled her hands with cold water and splashed it on her face, instantly feeling much more awake. She took a few steps and felt a long-lost sense of lightness in her body. She pressed her fingers against her left breast through her clothes; the lump had shrunk considerably. The first question she should ask Su Yi to confirm came to her mind.

"Suyi, Lu Heng killed me last time, and my breast cancer has returned to the late stage, but I was diagnosed with breast cancer a year and three months later. If I still get breast cancer, can't I prevent my condition from progressing to the late stage through treatment and care?"

When she asked Su Yi her question, she didn't make a sound in the real world. It felt as if there was a separate room in her mind where her words and Su Yi's words would echo, and only the two of them could hear them.

After a second or two, Su Yi did not answer Wen Xu's question. Just as Wen Xu was considering whether to shout it out louder, he heard Su Yi answer lazily.

"No. Your breast cancer is caused by multiple factors, and killing Lu Heng once won't make it disappear. The fact that your condition is progressing to an advanced stage is the punishment you receive for being killed by Lu Heng, so it cannot be cured. If you want to feel better, you should plan ahead and kill your husband."

"I understand. The audience won't hear our conversation, will they?"

"Of course. Our conversation cannot be heard by others. If you reveal my existence to others, you are also leaking content from the reality show, which violates the rules. I think you already understand the impact."

Su Yi continued to threaten her. The truth of reality shows is that the audience doesn't realize they're acting, just as Wen Xu had estimated; she was simply confirming it.

Wen Xu casually grabbed two paper towels from the bathroom door, dried his hands, and left. This surprised Su Yi greatly; he had thought Wen Xu would pester him with endless questions. Although he hadn't intended to answer more than one question in the first place, he enjoyed the feeling of being in control.

However, in less than a second, Su Yi realized that she had been tricked by Wen Xu. She said she was going to ask a question, but the question was conditional. One was that she would still get breast cancer, and the other was that if she killed Lu Heng, her condition would improve, and if Lu Heng killed her, her condition would worsen.

"I will only answer one question for you each day, and I will not say anything after that."

Wen Xu hummed in agreement; she had indeed considered the question earlier. Compared to the omniscient and omnipotent Su Yi, she was at a disadvantage from the start, but she did not intend to back down, since even Su Yi could not see through her true thoughts.

Actually, the first question she wanted to ask was about the amount of time she could freely use after each rebirth. Aside from time spent dealing with crucial events, she hadn't truly made the most of it after each rebirth. But she immediately noticed her body improving from the changes in her chest. A strong body was also important; at least now she knew how much stronger she could become each time.

Su Yi stopped speaking and stared at her coldly. Wen Xu could feel his gaze, but couldn't see him in person, so she pretended not to feel anything and returned to the coffee shop.

She arranged to meet her friend at an independent café tucked away in an alley. The café made the most of the narrow alley space, with a long, narrow layout and small round tables scattered around, leaving only a narrow path for one person to pass through. Wen Xu chose to meet here because she valued the privacy of the café; she liked to meet her friends at this small café with its natural wood theme whenever she had something on her mind.

She had just sat down and hadn't even spoken when an old man appeared at the door. The old man had a face full of wrinkles, sunken eyes, and thinning hair. He was wearing a dark blue work uniform, the sleeves and trouser legs stained brown with dust, and there was a hole in the knee. He was looking around.

Most of the sparsely seated customers in the coffee shop were looking at their phones and didn't notice him. Only Chen Lei, who was with Wen Xu, suddenly opened her mouth wide, while Tang Lin covered her mouth with her hand as she was drinking her beverage. Wen Xu suspected that she was secretly laughing.

He staggered to Wen Xu's side, his voice trembling as he said, "Xu Xu, I've finally found you. They said if I don't pay them back today, they'll break one of my arms. Do you want to watch your father be killed?"

This is her father, Wen Zeyu. Among the many key moments, Wen Xu has a deep memory of this one, which is also the first time Wen Zeyu has dressed like this.

Wen Zeyu's voice was loud. He put his hands together in front of his chest to form a cross. His already slender upper body was hunched over, and his knees buckled, causing him to kneel on the ground. His eyes were full of tears as he hugged Wen Xu's leg.

"Please, please save Dad. A cup of coffee costs you thirty or forty yuan, and a trip anywhere can easily cost several thousand. Lend me this money, and I'll pay you back later."

The patrons in the café couldn't help but scrutinize Wen Xu from head to toe. She had a delicate, frail appearance, with a flawless, poreless face, and her smooth, shoulder-length hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders. Her well-tailored long dress was an understated yet luxurious designer piece. This kind of seemingly unadorned, yet meticulously crafted, attire was the most expensive.

They instantly cast sympathetic glances at Wen Zeyu.

Wen Xu was not affected by their emotions. She knew Wen Zeyu all too well what kind of person he was. Although she didn't know where Wen Zeyu got those dirty clothes from, he had already ripped her off a lot by using moral blackmail.

Wen Xu looked directly at Wen Zeyu and said, "You said you wanted me to give you money, how do you plan to pay me back?"

"You're my own daughter, and you expect me to write you an IOU and pay you interest every month?"

The guests were even more shocked when they heard this. They said that children of vampires were practically vampire children, comparable to loan sharks.

"What about your current wife and youngest son? How much of the 500 million yuan they plan to repay for your illegal fundraising?"

When the guests heard that he wanted 5 million, they sensed something was wrong. Wen Xu looked to be only in his early twenties. Even if he earned a lot of money and liked to make money, saving two or three hundred thousand would be quite good. How could he possibly come up with such a large sum of money all at once? Moreover, compensation for illegal fundraising is illegal, isn't it? How much illegal fundraising would it take to pay out 5 million? This old man is no good either.

Even colder than Wen Xu's face was her heart. Wen Zeyu had never worked a single day properly; his mouth was full of lies. Wen Xu's mother, Su Yuelan, was tricked into marriage by him when she was young, and she gave birth to Wen Xu. But evil people always have their own evil to deal with. Wen Zeyu was also tricked by his drinking buddies and got caught up in a Ponzi scheme, losing a large sum of money.

A common flaw among gamblers is their refusal to leave the gambling table; as long as they stay, they believe they can turn their fortunes around. Wen Zeyu didn't stop there. He continued to tell the same wealth myths fabricated by the swindlers to others, swindling a large sum of money from relatives and friends. He gave some of it to the swindlers to continue the compounding interest, and squandered the rest. After the swindlers absconded, the swindled investors sued him. If Wen Zeyu doesn't raise 500 million yuan to repay them within a short period, he could be convicted of fundraising fraud and face imprisonment.

Wen Zeyu then became anxious and remembered his daughter, Wen Xu, whom he hadn't contacted for over a decade.

"I haven't spent a single penny of that money you mentioned, and you can forget about me paying it back."

"But I'm your dad! I'll definitely make a comeback! I'll pay you back with interest. If you don't have money, you can ask Lu Heng. Didn't he give you a diamond ring a while ago?"

The guests then realized why she was so confident; she had a powerful backer. Their initial cheap sympathy vanished completely.

Wen Xu's calm expression froze for a moment. Lu Heng had provided the money the previous four times, saying that Wen Xu's family was his family and he would never let anything happen to them.

Wen Xu believed in his sincerity, and even though she had reservations, she accepted Lu Heng's marriage proposal. In this way, she jumped into the cage that Lu Heng had set for her.

Later she realized that free things are the most expensive, and Lu Heng would make her pay with her life.