Excruciating Deep Love with You-Chapter 9: Deep Hate

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Chapter 9: Deep Hate

Translator: DWM

Proofread by Ruriko

Wake up?

I was so tired, so I didnโ€™t want to wake up. I just wanted to keep sleeping like this forever. ๐—ณ๐˜ณ๐’†๐˜ฆ๐‘ค๐ž๐š‹๐—ป๐š˜๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐™ก.๐‘๐จ๐˜ฎ

Suddenly in the room arose the voices of Su Chengzhao and Qin Mochen, and they seemed to have a big quarrel. I, who was not quite conscious at the time, seemed to hear them fighting.

I didnโ€™t know how long it took before the fight finally ended. Just as I was about to go into a coma again, the cold voice of Qin Mochen suddenly sounded in my ear, โ€œMo Yufei, do you want to die? You should ask me for permission first!โ€

I sneered inwardly because I felt that I was too pathetic. Did I have to ask for his permission even if I wanted to die?

Qin Mochen got close to me and gently rubbed my cheek with his hand. At the moment, I was allergic to his touch, but I couldnโ€™t move myself, I couldnโ€™t open my eyes, and gradually my consciousness was blurred.

But Qin Mochenโ€™s words suddenly shocked me, โ€œMo Yufei, donโ€™t you want to avenge your fatherโ€™s murder? Would you like to see your father die so inexplicably? Your mother met with a tragic death. Are you willing to die like a coward rather than avenge them?โ€

The news of my fatherโ€™s unexplained death and the tragic death of my mother flashed across my mind.

Did I compromise?

No, absolutely not. As I hadnโ€™t gotten my revenge and my hate was not yet gone, how could I die like this? How could I let Mo Yulin and Qin Mochen, two murderers, continue to live in the world?

This thought made me feel heavier and more tired, but my eyes, which I had been trying to open, gradually opened.

When Qin Mochen saw me wake up, his eyes seemed to turn dark once. Then he squeezed my chin, and sarcastically said, โ€œYou seems to hate us so deep, right? Why are you still alive?โ€

I froze on the bed. I didnโ€™t know if I had an illusion, and seemed to see a trace of worry, anxiety and heartache in his eyes the moment I opened my eyes. ฦ’๐‘Ÿ๐™še๐”€๐—ฒ๐’ƒn๐’๐˜ท๐—ฒฦ–.c๐—ผ๐š–

Was I wrong?

Then I came to my senses with a bitter smile. How could this cold-blooded man worry about me? He wanted me to die.

I gritted my teeth, endured the pain on the whole body and glared at him, โ€œHow can I die? I havenโ€™t avenged my father. You care about Mo Yulin, donโ€™t you? Then I will destroy her!โ€

Due to my weakness, my words were weak too.

Qin Mochen put on a contemptuous smile, with his hand grasping my neck, as if the next moment he would strangle me.

I stared at him with hate, and my hands under the quilt were bleeding with fingernails piercing in palms. We were in a stalemate for a long time, and Qin Mochen finally let go of me, ready to leave. He left a cold sentence, โ€œI will visit you later this evening; by the time, I want to see your corpse.โ€

As the door closed, I closed my eyes in despair, but the pain in my palms made my chaotic consciousness clearer.

Until the afternoon, Su Chengzhao appeared, he looked a little tired and his clothes were a little messy.

I looked at him apprehensively, โ€œChengzhao, I am all right now. If you are tired, go back and rest.โ€

Su Chengzhao smiled softly, as he touched my face with affection and said he was fine, but I knew that he was in big trouble.

Sure enough, when he just finished the words, the phone rang. I clearly heard the anxious voice from the phone, โ€œPresident Su, Shengshi Group is suppressing our company. Our foundation In Liang City is simply not enough to confront them. What should we do now?โ€

With knitted brows, he glanced at me and went out of the ward.

I was shocked. Even though I hated Qin Mochen now, when I heard that he was suppressing Su Chengzhao, I still had a hint of hope in my heart. Did he still care about me?