The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship

Chapter 515 - 456: Obsession Really Kills

Su Yingluo picked up a sharp piece of glass, nearly madly pressing it against her wrist, and gently slashed twice, quickly leaving a bloody mark on her pale skin.She took out a spare cellphone, smiling while she dialed Bai Chengxi’s number.

Bai Chengxi was at work. The phone on his desk suddenly rang, and seeing an unfamiliar number, he hesitated before answering: "Hello."

"Chengxi, it’s me." Su Yingluo knew he would hang up, quickly cried out: "If you hang up, you will definitely regret it. Do you want to see me die?"

Bai Chengxi frowned, he had never tolerated threats from others, and was just about to hang up when Su Yingluo screamed hysterically again: "Bai Chengxi, if I die, I will tell the whole world that Zhuo Yuqing drove me to my death. By then, no one will care about my past, no one will argue with a dead person. Everyone will only despise and curse Zhuo Yuqing..."

"Su Yingluo." Bai Chengxi angrily interrupted her, "Have you gone mad?"

"I have gone mad, I was driven mad by you all. Now I have nothing left, no one wants me for movies anymore, you’ve ruined me like this, are you satisfied? Bai Chengxi, how can you be so heartless, to put me in this situation for another woman, have you forgotten how we used to support each other through thick and thin, have you forgotten everything I did for you? How can you be so ungrateful..."

"Enough, I’ve warned you more than once, there is nothing left between us, Su Yingluo, you really have gone mad. If you want to die, go ahead and die quickly, don’t bother me anymore." After saying this, Bai Chengxi hung up without any hesitation, not realizing before how paranoid Su Yingluo could be, to such a frantic extent.

Although Bai Chengxi was furious, considering Su Yingluo’s character, he feared she might actually do something crazy. Although he had no more feelings for her, she was still a human being, and he couldn’t just watch her go to her death. Moreover, she was right, her death would throw Zhuo Yuqing into disrepute, and it was hard to say how outsiders might judge her. This matter was significant and couldn’t be ignored.

After calming down, Bai Chengxi called Su Yingluo’s assistant, Xiaolan, and explained Su Yingluo’s current situation. Xiaolan hadn’t gone far, and after the call, she rushed back in panic.

Soon after, Bai Chengxi received a multimedia message on his phone. He opened it and was shocked by the bloody scene inside—an image of a bleeding wrist and a half-water-filled basin stained with red.

Su Yingluo had actually attempted suicide.

Bai Chengxi instinctively felt it wasn’t so simple; his first reaction was to have the PR department investigate, and sure enough, Su Yingluo was livestreaming her suicide on a network platform.

"Block this news, shut down the platform." Bai Chengxi immediately ordered, forcibly shutting down the livestream. Letting her go on with her crazed rant could lead to unpredictable slander, "Call the police."

Xiaolan returned to Su Yingluo’s apartment and found her in the bathroom; sitting by the sink, wrist dangling at her side, the ground and the sink awash with blood. But, that blood was not Su Yingluo’s—it was from a Persian cat lying beside her; the cat had been stabbed multiple times in the neck, and its blood was mingled with that filling the apartment.

"Nunu." Xiaolan screamed, rushing to embrace the cat. The cat’s body was already somewhat stiff, its eyes wide open in a deathly glare.

The cat was Su Yingluo’s, but Xiaolan was the one who took care of it, and they had developed a deep bond. Never had she imagined they would be forever parted in such a dreadful way so suddenly.

Xiaolan looked toward Su Yingluo sitting bloodied on the floor, feeling for the first time how detestable she was. She was aware of Su Yingluo’s proud, even harsh, character; she would casually discard gifts from fans, distribute them to staff, or directly throw them in the trash. One fan spent a year making a photo album, and Su Yingluo threw it away without even a glance.

Though Xiaolan disliked this behavior, she knew it was just Su Yingluo’s nature; fans were always warmly chasing someone cold, continuously sticking to it willingly.