Chapter 1 You’d better die
裕城
Ruijue Hospital
VIP Ward 901
"...What? Mr. Luo won't come to visit the patient?"

Xia Yan paused, glanced at the quietly sleeping Luo Chu, and said anxiously: "I just spent a million, if he doesn't come, I will lose money!"

"Xia Yan, can you please stop now? Are you trying to trick the Luo family as if they were fools? And you're still paying for the one million? Are you going to play the lottery again?"

The harsh exchange of insults echoed throughout the ward.

Without anyone noticing, the person on the hospital bed moved his fingertips slightly.

The face was extremely beautiful. The skin, which had not seen the light for many years, was as white as snow and as delicate as fat. The eyebrows were deep and the facial features were beautiful. The small face, which was the size of a palm, was more delicate than a model doll.

His frail and sickly body since childhood has instilled an extreme sense of brokenness into his bones. Just lying there makes people want to protect him.

This is a fragile porcelain doll that anyone who looks at it can't help but want to plunder it, and it is destined to not be able to survive on its own.

If she was born somewhere else, this congenital disease with high treatment costs, coupled with her stunning beauty, would have meant that she would either die young or become a canary for the powerful.

Fortunately, her last name is Luo.

Unfortunately, her last name is Luo.

The richest man in Luan country, that disgusting family that is rotten to the core.

The porcelain doll who was sleeping quietly suddenly curled her lips, and tears slowly flowed down the corners of her eyes.

During the few days when Xia Yan was unable to wake up due to an overdose of drugs, the memories of his past life repeated themselves over and over again in a self-abuse manner.

The tragic deaths of the loved ones before his eyes, the hideous smiles of the Luo family, the stinking faces of every greedy tycoon, and finally the raging flames of the mental hospital...

Finally, she crawled out of hell.

Tears meandered down the delicate cheekbones, leaving a thrilling brilliance on the broken and pale beautiful facial features.

Then slowly open your eyes.

On the other end of the line was the vicious voice of my stepmother Xia Ya,

"I'm telling you, the Luo family has been in turmoil lately. Xiaoyi just returned home, so stay out of trouble!"

"If we can't take over the Luo family in the future, we'll just be left with nothing but one million for those ruthless people. Just wait till we're out on the streets..."

The harsh scolding of the woman on the phone and Xia Yan's smiling and flattering voice merged into one, and continued to be played out in the ward.

Luo Chu couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

I remember it was the same in my previous life. In order to pay off his bad debts, Xia Yan drugged her and made her unconscious. He then used the excuse of inviting a famous foreign doctor to prescribe genetic medicine to cure her, and cheated the Luo family out of millions.

This time it was even more cruel. If she hadn't been reborn, Luo Chu in this world would have been killed by the two of them.

Luo Chu lowered his eyes and glanced at his pale and slender five fingers, which he could already close if he exerted some strength.

It's just that I'm still a little numb.

But the good thing is: if you hit someone, you won’t feel any pain!
Luo Chu curled his lips.

This is unable to move and only keeps the brain clear for a few days.

Apart from forcing herself to remember her tragic past life deeply, she only did one thing over and over again:

With those deep-rooted hatreds, I carefully arrange the hell script for every executioner whose hands are stained with blood!

Luo Chu clenched and opened his five fingers, with a crazy charm in his half-smiley eyes.

Now, the show is finally about to begin!

there.

There was a long beep and Xia Yan hung up the phone.

His face was dark and he stood frozen in place.

Finally, unable to suppress his anger, he smashed his latest mobile phone into pieces with a loud bang.

Xia Yan turned his head and saw Luo Chu lying quietly on the bed. He picked up the IV stand next to him and was about to smash it at Luo Chu, cursing as he did so:

"Useless thing! After all, your last name is Luo, how come a sickly waste like you came out!"

"Everyone is fighting for the family property and power, but no one cares about you when you are dying of illness!"

"You've made it so that I can't make any money! I can't pay off the debts and the compensation for the little bastards at home! What's the point of you being alive!"

As usual, he wanted to beat Luo Chu to vent his anger.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the infusion stand was about to fall.

A pair of pale and cold hands suddenly grasped.

The dark eyes suddenly opened, like a poisonous black snake, staring coldly at Xia Yan in front of him.

Xia Yan was stunned on the spot. He looked at the sickly money tree who usually tolerated being beaten and scolded and suddenly opened his eyes.

For some reason, the moment our eyes met, I felt a piercing chill.

Xia Yan, who was used to being arrogant, felt guilty for the first time.

It felt like I was being stared at by something scary, and I felt creepy inside.

The next second, the premonition came true.

After those dark eyes stared quietly for a few seconds, Luo Chu, who was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, smiled.

The corners of her mouth curved up, and then her smile deepened, her eyebrows dark, her eyes starry, her lips delicately shaped, like a slowly opening ink-splashed landscape painting.

But there is no elegance and grace in black and white.

Instead, it becomes deeper and thicker.

Gradually, the black and white landscape took on weird and strange colors, even abnormal madness.

Luo Chu, who was lying quietly, didn't know where he got the strength from, and grabbed the infusion stand to pull Xia Yan over.

The movement was incredibly fast. That thin and fragile person who could be blown away by the wind in the next second suddenly burst out with astonishing strength.

Then he turned sideways and rolled up from the bed, and immediately clamped Xia Yan's neck with his other hand.

There was a hearty madness in his dark eyes. He pressed Xia Yan's head and smashed him against the head of the bed.

boom--

A loud bang echoed throughout the ward.

Then, the man's shrill scream echoed throughout the house.

The bed in the VIP room is custom-made with leather. Unlike the iron railings in ordinary wards, the headboard is made of thick imported leather and is wrapped in a layer of velvet.

But even so, blood flowed from Xia Yan's forehead, his expression was ferocious, and his wailing was endless.

The force is terrifying.

It's totally the intention to kill someone.

"Ah - you little bastard! How dare you -" Xia Yan, with stars in his eyes, gradually saw clearly and started cursing instantly.

But soon, Xia Yan couldn't utter a single word.

Luo Chu's eyes were red.

Although he was the one who hit others, tears welled up in his eyes, as if he was the one being bullied.

Pitiable, fragile and breakable.

But he banged Xia Yan's head against the headboard dozens of times.

Every time I bump into you, I say something affectionately:
"You were afraid that I wouldn't be able to get medical expenses after I recovered, so you poisoned me and sent me to a mental hospital. You are such a good uncle!"

--boom!

"Thanks to you, the madman is here to take my life."

--boom!

"Why are you looking at me so pitifully?"

--boom!

Luo Chu smiled, her beauty was breathtaking and beyond description.

But at this moment, Xia Yan, whose head and face were covered in blood and whose face was pale, was trembling with fear and his eyes were unfocused.

This is Satan crawling out of hell!

Unable to hear the man's weak wailing, Luo Chu, who felt comfortable venting his anger, grabbed Xia Yan's hair and brought the man with weak breathing to his front.

There was no intention of easing up at all, and he pulled out a large clump of hair from the back of Xia Yan's head, leaving only a bloody scalp.

He raised his hand and threw it aside casually.

"So ugly." Luo Chu opened his lips, his bright voice full of disgust.
"But the bloody look on you is a little more pleasing to the eye than before."

Xia Yan's mouth was full of blood, and he looked at Luo Chu who was approaching with horror.
The next second, he heard:
"But it's only a little bit, so——"

"You'd better die."

(End of this chapter)