Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin
Chapter 197 - 197 Die together

Chapter 197: Die together Chapter 197: Die together “Wen Zhi, don’t be so stubborn. The incident back then was complicated and not entirely as you think,” Chong Wanyin tried to muddle Wen Zhi’s thoughts.

But Wen Zhi wasn’t listening to a single word anymore.

In front of Chong Wanyin, she took out a small knife from her pocket. Chong Wanyin’s face changed slightly, “What are you going to do?”

Wen Zhi raised the knife in her hand and muttered to herself, “Why would I go out and buy a knife specially when the hotel has ready-made fruit knives, right? They are quite useful too.”

As she spoke, she pointed the small knife at Chong Wanyin’s throat.

Even though Chong Wanyin was usually composed, the knife was now on her throat, and she finally panicked, “Wen Zhi, calm down. We live in a society governed by law. Do you think killing me will set you free? You’ll go to prison! You will pay an even more terrible price! Don’t you want to marry Shang Hexing? Do you want to ruin the rest of your life?”

A hint of hesitation flickered in the depths of Wen Zhi’s eyes.

Thinking that Wen Zhi was beginning to waver, Chong Wanyin pressed on, “Think about it. How glorious it would be to marry into the Shang family. Shang Hexing cares so much about you, your good days are just about to start.”

“Good days probably aren’t meant for me. Since the day I decided to avenge my mother by my own hands, I gave up on all hopes for a good life,” Wen Zhi slowly pressed the small knife against Chong Wanyin’s face.

Almost instantaneously, Chong Wanyin’s face drained of color, “Wen Zhi, you dare…”

“You get scared too,” Wen Zhi smiled with satisfaction.

Then, she retracted the knife and in front of Chong Wanyin, sliced a piece of flesh from her own index finger.

“Ah—”

The flesh was clearly cut from Wen Zhi’s finger, but Chong Wanyin’s scream was as if the knife had cut into her own finger.

The fresh blood sprayed from the flesh carved out stained Chong Wanyin’s face.

Wen Zhi’s face turned deathly pale almost in an instant.

Her hand trembled violently, and the blood-stained knife dropped to the ground. Blood was everywhere—in the car, through the door crack, on her own clothes…

“Wen Zhi, you’re insane!” Chong Wanyin didn’t dare to look at Wen Zhi’s hand—the bones in her fingers were now exposed.

Wen Zhi was sweating profusely from her forehead, gritting her teeth against excruciating pain, as she slowly removed the ring from her finger from which a chunk of flesh had been sliced.

Chong Wanyin closed her eyes tightly to avoid the gruesomely bloody scene.

After taking off the ring, Wen Zhi’s face was already pale.

“Madam didn’t want me to take off this ring, but I insisted on removing it,” Wen Zhi’s hands were covered in her own blood.

“Lunatic!” Chong Wanyin cursed.

Wen Zhi laughed with a hehe, the pain was evident, yet she pretended it didn’t hurt at all and then forcefully threw the blood-soaked ring down the mountain.

The ring rolled down the slope, struck a rock, bounced violently, and then continued to roll down until it disappeared from sight.

Wen Zhi’s hand was still dripping blood, but she didn’t care. She looked at Chong Wanyin and said, “Madam, they should be on their way up the mountain by now, but now that the tracking ring has fallen down the mountain, do you think they’ll still be able to find you?”

Chong Wanyin’s breath trembled lightly, “It’s too late to take off the ring now.”

“Not too late, just in time,” Wen Zhi pulled off her windbreaker’s belt and slowly wrapped it around her hand.

The wound wrapped in the belt would stem the bleeding, but it hurt even more.

“What are you going to do? Wen Zhi, Wen Zhi, what are you going to do? Let’s talk…”

With a pale face and thin sweat dotting her brow, Wen Zhi inhaled sharply, enduring the piercing pain to slowly wrap the belt around Chong Wanyin’s neck, managing to say weakly, “You planned to have people around, and so did I; you wanted me dead, and I also want you dead. We both aim for each other’s demise.”

“Madam, do you know why your people can’t find you for so long?”

“Of course, it’s because I hired people too. They held off your people, which is why I had so much time…”

“Madam, bear with it a little longer, it’ll be over soon, don’t worry, I won’t torture you for long… after you’re dead, I’ll drive off the cliff with your corpse. We’ll meet again in the underworld,”

Having said that, Wen Zhi pulled with both hands, and in an instant, the belt tightened fiercely around Chong Wanyin’s throat.

An overwhelming suffocation came surging like a tide.

And Chong Wanyin, who had inhaled too much of the calming incense soaked in drugs, now had no room to struggle whatsoever.

She could only watch helplessly as Wen Zhi wrapped the belt around her neck.

Watch helplessly as Wen Zhi was about to kill her.

“Wen Zhi… Wen Zhi, I beg you, please, Wen Zhi…” Chong Wanyin held onto Wen Zhi’s hands, pleading words spilling from the corners of her lips.

She had ventured into danger, thinking she had everything under control.

But in the end, she was defeated by Wen Zhi’s madness.

Because Wen Zhi had no intention of letting her live today, nor had she considered surviving herself—she was even planning to kill her and then drive off a cliff together.

Wen Zhi was determined to die alongside her.