My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

End of Chapter 98

I woke up the next afternoon and saw Lin Qiuran again.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, video chatting with Wu Qian. When he saw me wake up, he was delighted and quickly hung up the video call.

When I woke up again, the pain had disappeared, and I seemed to feel much better.

I asked Lin Qiuran, "What time is it now?"

Lin Qiuran slapped her thigh and replied, "Big brother, it's already the afternoon of the second day. You slept for a whole day!"

I've slept for so long, no wonder I feel much better.

Getting up again doesn't require as much effort.

Lin Qiuran picked up the insulated container that was placed next to her and pointed at it to show off.

"You woke up just in time. This is chicken soup I brought from home. Wu Qian made it herself, and it smells delicious! Come on, have some to nourish yourself."

He opened the thermos, and a wonderful aroma filled the air, but I had absolutely no appetite.

Even though my stomach is empty, I don't want to eat anything.

But just as I was about to refuse, Lin Qiuran had already filled a bowl with chicken soup and brought it over.

I hesitated and didn't reach out. Lin Qiuran, who was usually playful, suddenly became serious and said...

"God, life isn't just about love, there are other pursuits too. Try to be more open-minded."

"Moreover, we are your friends and your life. How do we, as your friends, feel seeing you like this?"

"Promise me you'll live well. It's not worth wasting your body on unworthy people and unworthy things!"

He rarely says these things.

He probably thought that my refusal to drink the chicken soup meant I was giving up on myself. To avoid misunderstanding him and to put his mind at ease, I accepted the chicken soup.

The chicken soup was still steaming, so I took a spoon and scooped it up a couple of times to cool it down.

To dispel the oppressive atmosphere, I said casually, "It's just asking me to drink chicken soup, why all the fuss?"

Lin Qiuran probably realized she was being pretentious, her face flushed slightly, and she patted her cheeks.

"Hey, I knew it! How could our Brother Tian be so upset!"

After he drank the chicken soup, I sent him home.

At first, he refused and even wanted to stay at the hospital with her. Later, I persuaded him by mentioning Wu Qian and the child.

He was still worried and said he would bring breakfast over first thing tomorrow morning so I could get a good rest tonight.

I smiled and agreed, but shortly after he left, I changed out of my hospital gown and left the hospital on my own.

At the hospital entrance, I had just flagged down a car when I saw Song Yafei get out.

She saw me too and called my name.

I ignored it and sped up, getting into a taxi.

Song Yafei ran over and banged on the car window, calling my name, "Zhang Tian! Zhang Tian!"

The driver, unaware of the situation, looked outside and asked, "Is this your friend?"

I shook my head resolutely. "Master, let's go."

The driver was very efficient; he immediately started the car and left Song Yafei outside.

I took a taxi directly back to the villa.

I ran into Aunt Lin downstairs. Seeing that I was discharged from the hospital so quickly, Aunt Lin was very worried. "Sir, are you all better now?"

"Much better." I nodded to Aunt Lin.

I always hope to treat those who are kind to me in life with kindness.

Then I went straight upstairs to the master bedroom, and when I opened the door, the first thing I saw was my wedding photo with Song Yafei.

A large sheet, hanging above the bed.

I made up my mind and decided to leave.

I came back this time wanting to take away some things I wanted and destroy some things that shouldn't exist.

When I looked at this wedding photo, a fire of anger burned within me.

Without thinking, I grabbed a vase from the cabinet next to me and smashed it straight at the wedding photo.

boom!

A sharp crack, followed by the sound of glass shattering into pieces.

Fragments flew everywhere, some even hitting my face and leaving two or three bloody scratches.

Most of them fell onto the bed, and at first glance, they unexpectedly created a kind of broken beauty.

Aunt Lin heard the noise downstairs and ran upstairs, by which time I had already closed the door.

Aunt Lin was banging anxiously on the door and calling out to me, "Sir, what's wrong? Sir, open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"

I ignored it and took out my old diary and some letters about Song Yafei from the drawer.

With just a little searching, it's easy to find a whole stack.

How ironic these things, which are filled with my love, seem at this moment.

I accidentally opened her diary and found many recipes inside, all of which were made for her.

What a joke!

All of this is mocking how foolish I am!

I took the burning bucket to the balcony and threw all the things that bore witness to our love inside.

I turned on the lighter and lit it without hesitation.

Instantly, a raging fire broke out on the balcony, and a burnt smell spread throughout the area.

I stood to one side, watching as these things were consumed by the flames.

Song Yafei's voice rang out from outside the door.

Seeing her, Aunt Lin clung to her like a lifeline and hurriedly told Song Yafei, "I don't know what happened to the master. There was a loud noise coming from inside, like something broke. We can't get him to open the door. I don't know if something happened to him."

"Where's the spare key? Go get the spare key," Song Yafei ordered.

His tone revealed a rare, barely perceptible hint of panic.

I glanced at the doorway, then turned back to look at the bright flames.

I knew I couldn't stop Song Yafei from coming in.

I was just in a rush to do some things I wanted to do.

Soon the door was opened, and Song Yafei came to the balcony. Seeing the things that were not completely burned, she kicked them over and even tried to pry them up with her bare hands.

Normally, I would feel sorry for her and stop her from doing this, or even do it for her.

But watching her do these things now, I am completely unmoved.

"Madam, please move aside!"

Aunt Lin brought over a basin of water and poured it directly on the flames, extinguishing them instantly.

After doing all that, Song Yafei looked a bit disheveled, her hair was messy, and her face was covered in black soot.

She looked at me with a complex expression, a mixture of anger, heartache, and other emotions I couldn't decipher.

I just don't want to understand anymore.

Her chest heaved violently; she was probably furious, but couldn't do anything about it.

"Are you feeling better?"

I didn't respond, I just stood there.

She turned to look at the wet items, flipped them over, and found some that hadn't completely burned.

She recognized those things from the remaining traces.

In the end, he couldn't suppress his anger any longer.

She pointed at the things and shouted, "You think burning these things will end our feud?"

Whether it can end, I don't know, but at least in my heart, it's over!

"You destroyed our wedding photos, burned our letters and recipes. Are you trying to end our relationship and destroy our marriage?"

Yes, that's exactly what I think.