The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 548 - 552: Who Moved My Body (24)

Chapter 548: Chapter 552: Who Moved My Body (24)

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In his previous life, after the original owner was ruthlessly obliterated by Cao Zhiyu, Xibei regained consciousness and pretentiously wallowed in sorrow.

She was still so cross that she didn’t want to deal with her boyfriend or her parents.

When Su Xi opened her eyes, she blinked away a few tears and said angrily with a pout, "How could you do this?"

"I didn’t know, if I had known that Su Li was still inside my body, I would have... I would have definitely given the body back to her."

Cao Zhiyu was profoundly moved by his girlfriend’s kind gesture; he pulled Xibei into his embrace and consoled her softly, "She was obstinate, not considering your existence at all... You’re still so considerate of her, it’s kind-heartedly foolish."

Despite Cao Zhiyu’s disparaging words, his expression told a completely different story—in fact, he seemed quite pleased with his girlfriend’s little folly.

Su Xi, becoming even more dramatic, persisted, "But you promised me before that even if you helped me, you wouldn’t hurt her."

This guile of Su Xi’s only made Cao Zhiyu more sympathetic toward her; Su Junjie and Zhuersi joined in comforting her, assuring her that none of this was her fault.

However, Su Xi took the opportunity to distance herself coldly from the Su Family couple.

The Su Family couple likely never anticipated that the person they had chosen without hesitation, not only failed to bring them the lifestyle they desired but also struck them hard.

After all, the legal obligation to provide support didn’t include a comfortable old age like that of a wealthy elder.

She could afford to pay out a few hundred dollars a month in support money, but nothing more.

Who would have guessed that this couple was so ruthless? That was not something a Little Fairy or Princess like her could endure.

Su Junjie and Zhuersi were dumbfounded too; although it didn’t take much effort for them to make their choice, they had not anticipated losing the watermelon and not even picking up a sesame seed.

They did want to make a fuss, indeed; there’s no limit to how shameless people can become.

But the Cao Family was like a feudal overlord in this city; having been taught a harsh lesson several times, they learned their lesson.

They came to understand whom they could provoke and whom they couldn’t.

It was their daughter, yet bowing and scraping as grandsons didn’t get them what they wanted. Su Junjie and Zhuersi were filled with unwillingness.

But no matter how reluctant they were, they were acutely aware that the person inside their daughter’s heart was not really their daughter.

The familial affection that once softened their daughter’s heart was likely worthless in her eyes.

Living even more impoverished days than before, the tiny bit of pitiful paternal and maternal love swelled within the Su Family couple.

Had their daughter been there, no matter how tough the times, they would never have had to endure such bitter days.

Not to mention their endless regret, Su Xi, the Xibei, was living her life to the fullest.

After a brief spat with Cao Zhiyu, the two reconciled and were as affectionate as ever, sticking together like glue.

Although the Cao Family was not pleased with Su Xi’s family background, they eventually consented to the marriage, persuaded by the insistence of their excellent descendants.

Su Xi’s experience became the goal for all women inside and outside the circle.

As a commoner, she captured the heart of the Cao Family heir at first sight. Even after the marriage, he remained smitten with her charm, with not a single scandal to speak of, and all the women who once fluttered around him disappeared after the wedding.

Su Xi was the object of envy for all women, having married into a wealthy family and loved her husband deeply for a lifetime, she was truly a genuine winner in life.

At the brink of her life, at the ripe old age of eighty, Su Xi still looked remarkably beautiful and elegant.

Time seemed to have taken special care of her, as her appearance even at eighty surpassed that of all the daughters-in-law gathered around her hospital bed—truly unmatched.

Cao Zhiyu, who had loved his wife Su Xi for a lifetime, tightly held her hand, with old tears streaming down his face, "Xixi, hold on a little bit longer; don’t leave me alone... You mustn’t."

Compared to Su Xi’s increasingly frail body, the more than eighty-year-old Cao Zhiyu was healthy enough that he could easily live another decade or more.

The love that had been maintained between the two elderly people for several decades moved all the younger family members to tears.

"Let’s go out, and leave some space for mom and dad."

This was what Cao Zhiyu’s eldest son suggested.

Thus, all the descendants filed out, leaving behind only the old couple who had been inseparable for a lifetime in the private hospital room.

Su Xi smiled contentedly, as all her grievances and bitterness from her previous life were satisfied in this one.

But the heart is always unsatisfied; feeling the passage of her life, she tightly grasped her husband’s hand, "Zhiyu, we must be together again in our next life."

Just as Cao Zhiyu was about to nod, his gaze froze the moment he looked up.

He vaguely saw the true soul inside his wife.

He saw the extremely ugly face before him, vaguely uttering affectionate words, and, unable to contain himself, he suddenly turned his head to the side and retched violently.

The thought that he had spent his entire life in bed with that creature made the acidity rise relentlessly from his stomach.

That monstrosity kept pestering him, demanding that he make a promise for their next life.

How could Cao Zhiyu possibly agree?

Yes, he had forgotten that his wife was nothing but a thief occupying someone else’s body.

Seeing that her words received no response for a long time, Su Xi’s grip on his hand tightened, "Zhiyu, won’t you promise me?"

"Get away, you monster... I never imagined your true appearance could be this hideous..."

This deeply hurt Su Xi, who tearfully said with sad eyes: "Zhiyu, how can you treat me this way."

Su Xi’s true appearance became clearer in Cao Zhiyu’s eyes, and he staggered back in horror.

Clutching his chest, he struggled to breathe.

At the moment when Su Xi approached the end of her life, she received nothing but cruel words from her husband.

At the same time, Cao Zhiyu slumped softly onto the hospital bed.

He constantly recalled how he had adored that ugly face he had just seen for decades, and it tormented him.

No matter how healthy an elderly person’s body might look on the outside, it can’t compare with a young person’s on the inside.

Under such a shock, Cao Zhiyu quickly felt an unbearable suffocation.

He wanted to press the call button to notify his children and grandchildren outside, but Su Xi held his hand so tightly that even in silence, he couldn’t shake her off.

By the time the Cao family descendants outside noticed something was wrong in the room and hurriedly pushed the door open, they found the two elderly people with their hands clasped together, both without breath.

They couldn’t help but marvel at the true love between their parents/grandparents.

As one passed away, the other quickly followed.

Only the doctor who examined them was full of doubts; Mr. Cao had clearly died from excessive fright.

But he dared not ask, nor did he dare to speak.