Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!

Chapter 456 - 373: Let’s Die Together

When Zhang Yao heard what Leng Mochen had said, she tore at her hair in a frenzy.

She shook her head madly and screamed, "I don’t care! I don’t care! I have to see him! If he doesn’t come, I’ll jump off this building right now, and you’ll never see me again!"

Zhang Yao’s mother cried out, "Yaoyao! What are you doing? Is it really worth this for a man?"

Zhang Yao’s father was equally devastated. He already had a rough grasp of the situation, and to be honest, Zhang Yao’s suicide attempt really had nothing to do with the man.

Moreover, upon finding out that his wife and daughter had just sent Zhang Shan to look for the man, Zhang Yao’s father almost exploded with rage.

But facing his tear-streaked wife and still frail daughter, he gritted his teeth and held back his anger, refusing to erupt on the spot.

"I’ve lost everything! All I want is to see him, to hear him say ’I’m sorry.’ Is that too much to ask? Is it? I see now—it must be that woman! She’s stopping him from seeing me, isn’t she?

Zhang Shan! Take me to find that woman. I’ll tell her she has a venomous heart and zero compassion. A woman like her doesn’t deserve to be with Leng Mochen. Only I am worthy of him!"

Zhang Shan was stunned by her words, her eyes wide and mouth agape. She began to suspect that Zhang Yao was mentally ill—seriously ill!

Zhang Yao’s father couldn’t take it anymore. Overwhelmed with anger, he rushed forward and slapped Zhang Yao hard across the face with a resounding "smack," knocking her back onto the hospital bed. He shouted furiously, "How did I end up with such a shameless daughter? The man has a wife and child—what does he have to do with you?

Can’t you wake up already? If you really want to die, I won’t stop you. Let’s bring your mom and me along, and we’ll all die together. A clean end to everything!

Then we’ll have Zhang Shan collect our bodies. How about that? Does that satisfy you? Are you happy now?"

Zhang Yao clutched her face and sobbed, trembling. She didn’t want things to be this way either, but why was she subjected to this? Every time she thought about that man and the disgusting things he’d done to her, she felt nauseous. She wanted to scream and vent her rage.

In truth, when she first took the blade to her wrist, she didn’t plan to cut that deep. But the nauseating image flashed in her mind, and her hand pressed harder without realizing it.

Her mother had been pounding on the door the whole time. She knew she wouldn’t actually die!

Later, she thought she could use this as an excuse to make Leng Mochen show up. That way, she could entangle herself with him in a relationship impossible to sever and clarify.

But she never, ever expected him to be so heartless, so utterly devoid of compassion!

Zhang Yao’s mother pulled her exhausted, crying daughter into her arms, stroking her face tenderly and whispering, "My daughter, let’s go to the police, okay? Mom knows you’re suffering inside, but this isn’t the way."

To put it plainly, her daughter had been wronged. At a time like this, she knew she couldn’t push her too hard! But what’s the point of all this drama? Even if that married man came to see her, it wouldn’t undo the harm she’d suffered!

The urgent priority was to get that bastard arrested and bring him to justice!

She was, however, deeply worried that if the matter blew up, what would become of her daughter’s future? That was why she hadn’t brought it up before!

Zhang Yao shook her head vehemently, tears streaming down her face. "You don’t understand! I... I can’t report it..."

Before leaving, the man had threatened her. He said he had worn protection, so even if she reported it, there would be no crime.

Plus, the cameras in the bar’s hallway had caught her willingly going with him to the bathroom, willingly engaging with him. So, if she dared to report him, he’d spread it far and wide, claiming the two of them were just—hookup buddies!

"Alright! We won’t report it! We won’t report it! My daughter, let’s just focus on getting better, okay?" Zhang Yao’s mother immediately consoled her, gently rubbing her back.

"Mom! Can you go find him for me?" Zhang Yao sniffled a few times, then looked up at her mother with pleading eyes.

"What’s with you and this stubbornness?" Zhang Yao’s mother couldn’t help but burst into tears. What was her daughter trying to do? Why couldn’t she let go of that married man?

Zhang Yao’s father angrily yelled at her, "Zhang Yao! Open your eyes and look at what you’re putting your mother and me through! Do you truly want us, two aging parents, to bury our child and spend the rest of our lives in sorrow? If that’s really what you want, then let’s all jump out of the window together! Make it clean!"

Zhang Yao was stunned into silence by her father’s words. She looked at her mother’s swollen eyes from crying and noticed how her father’s hair seemed to have whitened overnight. She broke down wailing again. If she died, what would happen to her parents?

She was their only child. How would they go on living?

And then there was Zhang Shan, standing there all dressed up, though her face showed sympathy and sorrow. But who knew what she was really thinking? Maybe she was secretly laughing at her right now! If she died, how could she compete with Zhang Shan?

Zhang Yao sniffled, wiped her tear-streaked face, and said, "Don’t worry, I won’t try to kill myself again. I’ll live well, and I’ll show them what I’m capable of!"

Her heart at this moment was like boiling water on a burning stove, seething and bubbling over!

If she ever had the chance, she would take revenge. She would vent her anger. She would destroy everything, thoroughly and completely.

Zhang Yao’s parents sighed in unison, relieved as long as their daughter didn’t attempt suicide again. They would do anything for her, as long as the request was within reason! Except for matters involving that man!

Zhang Shan watched as Zhang Yao laid back in bed and appeared calm. After a few more words of comfort, she finally left the hospital room.

Zhang Yao’s parents saw her out together. Zhang Yao’s mother whispered to her husband, "You stay by the bedroom door and keep an ear on what’s happening inside."

"Alright! Shanshan, I won’t see you out, then!" Zhang Yao’s father slumped onto a chair in the hallway, holding his head in grief and sighing deeply.

Zhang Yao’s mother escorted Zhang Shan to the elevator, reassuringly patting her hand and saying, "Shanshan, I’m so sorry to trouble you! You have your own kids to care for! Sigh... Hurry home. If anything comes up with Yaoyao, I’ll call you again!"

"Auntie, what are you saying? There’s no need to be so formal. Now that Yaoyao’s fine, I’m relieved! You and Uncle mustn’t overthink things. As long as Yaoyao has a change of heart, there’s no obstacle she can’t overcome! Earlier, my husband called saying Momo was crying at home. I’ll come by to see her again when I have time!" Zhang Shan said, unaware that as she turned to leave, Zhang Yao’s mother watched her back with a flash of resentment and blame in her eyes.

When Zhang Yao’s mother returned to the ward, she saw her daughter staring blankly out the window. Worried she was still stuck in her thoughts, she softly consoled her, "Yaoyao, don’t blame your father. Some of the things you said earlier were indeed out of line. Sigh! In the end, it’s on me—I didn’t look into things properly!

Back then, Zhang Shan’s husband was originally introduced by your aunt for you. And now he’s become her husband. Look at how well Zhang Shan is living right now!

Sigh, but it’s all in the past! There’s no point bringing it up anymore. What matters now is you, my daughter. You need to be well and strong—it’s more important than anything! Your father, too, takes pride in how well Zhang Shan married, though he doesn’t realize what that really means!"

Moved by her mother’s words, Zhang Yao began to cry again. "Mom, I know. Don’t worry, I won’t let myself fall apart anymore! Zhang Shan isn’t living that well either, you know. Just look at her mother-in-law. She’s always giving her a hard time! She had a daughter, and now they’re nitpicking her constantly. I know all about it!"

"My dear, as long as you know. Now stop crying, okay? Yaoyao, Mom wants to head downstairs and buy you something to eat, alright?" Zhang Yao’s mother gently wiped her tears as she spoke, her voice full of love. Her daughter was like a piece of her own flesh—if she didn’t feel the pain, who would? Could she rely on her thick-skinned husband? What a joke! (To be continued. If you like this story, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)