Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Qi Jingheng immediately dismissed his suspicions, but Chu Yun did not appear for the next seven days. Her unusual behavior intensified Qi Jingheng's doubts and tormented him greatly.

Until today, someone pushed him to a side hall, allowing him to hear the bloody truth with his own ears.

Chu Yun not only learned the truth he was desperately hiding, but also hated him and joined forces with Qi Qingjia to harm him.

Nothing could terrify Qi Jingheng more than this, as it meant he would lose everything, losing not only power and status but also the person he loved most.

The phrase "a chill runs through my body" is insufficient to describe Qi Jingheng's feelings. He felt as if he had fallen into an inescapable hell, a place devoid of sunlight and life, filled only with endless cold and loneliness.

His body was paralyzed, but his teeth seemed to be chattering. Qi Jingheng heard his own broken, trembling voice, "He's lying to you, A-Yun, don't believe him!"

His eyes were bloodshot and his skin was pale and grayish. In just a few days, he had lost a lot of weight. He sat on his back in his wheelchair, all his former vigor gone, leaving only a heavy deathly aura. Like a fish pinned to a chopping board, he could do nothing but gasp for breath, unable to even get close to Chu Yun, not even a single step.

His appearance startled Chu Yun, and her tears, which she had almost stopped, burst forth again.

Qi Jingheng clearly saw that Chu Yun's bright and innocent eyes flashed with a deep-seated hatred. She looked at him as usual, but her gaze was no longer gentle and peaceful. Her hands were on the bed, her whole body was tense, and her body was slightly leaning back, a posture of fear and avoidance.

She felt scared and uneasy because of his arrival. She was kind by nature and had never harmed anyone. Perhaps she felt guilty towards him.

Even such a kind person would stare at him with hatred, wishing him dead immediately.

Kindness made her feel guilty, hatred propelled her forward, and finally hatred overwhelmed kindness, forcing her to take action against him.

With such contradictions and such wavering, how could he possibly hate her?

How could Qi Jingheng not hate Chu Yun for harming him to such an extent? But seeing her like this, he felt soft-hearted. In the end, he was the one who wronged her first.

But where can such deep hatred be placed?

Qi Jingheng's gaze shifted to Qi Qingjia, his imperial uncle, a man who was suffocating him.

It's all because of this person. Without him, Chu Yun wouldn't have known about the child, let alone harmed him.

Qi Qingjia is both ambitious and ruthless.

Ah Yun was simply bewitched by him.

Right, that is it.

Qi Jingheng felt a sense of relief, as if the clouds had parted and he had found a brief respite. He smiled and said, "Ayun, I know you are innocent. You were deceived by him. Come here. If you choose me again, I will forgive you."

Qi Qingjia mocked him without hesitation, looking at Qi Jingheng with disdain and amusement, as if he were a fool who overestimated his abilities.

Qi Qingjia's laughter provoked Qi Jingheng, intensifying his hatred, and he couldn't help but want to curse.

Before Qi Jingheng could finish his curse, Chu Yun suddenly straightened up, hugged Qi Qingjia's neck, and kissed him on the cheek.

The stares from Qi Jingheng and Qi Qingjia were forced to stop. Qi Jingheng was panting heavily, as if he was about to be driven mad by what he saw, while Qi Qingjia was stiff and stood frozen in place.

A faint fragrance lingered around Qi Qingjia, and the air he breathed in and out seemed to be mixed with honey. The woman's slightly panting breath fell on his ear, and her soft, delicate hand rested on his neck. If the timing weren't wrong, Qi Qingjia would have loved to return the kiss.

But then he thought, what's wrong with the timing? Wouldn't it be better to do it in front of Qi Jingheng? What he wanted was to humiliate Qi Jingheng and completely pin him down.

The hand wrapped around her neck showed signs of leaving, and Qi Qingjia grabbed it, turning around to embrace the woman in front of him, making a move to kiss her, but Chu Yun dodged it.

Her eyes were red, and she shook her head slightly.

Qi Qingjia frowned, understanding her intentions. She was using him, using him as a raft, but unwilling to give more.

Although displeased, Qi Qingjia did not force her. He slowly loosened his grip, giving up his control over her.

Chu Yun was relieved and whispered her thanks in his ear. From a distance, the two looked like lovers whispering sweet nothings to each other. Because of this action, Qi Jingheng's already red eyes turned even redder, and veins throbbed on his forehead, as if he was about to be possessed by a demon.

Chu Yun's gaze shifted to Qi Jingheng again. She got out of bed and walked towards Qi Jingheng step by step.

"Forgive me? What makes you think you can forgive me? Why should I need your forgiveness?"

Her voice was calm, but the last syllable was soaring. She was trying to suppress the anger that was about to burst from her chest, but at the last moment she showed weakness. Realizing this, Chu Yun took a deep breath, forced the tears back into her eyes, paused, and spoke again: "You're the one who hurt me, hurt my child. What right do you have to say you forgive me?"

"If you can be so heartless as to use me and my child, why can't I find someone else and a better partner?"

"Can you even count how many people you've used for power and status? They're all watching you now, watching your miserable end, watching you fall into ruin!"

"I hate you, and I hate myself even more for ever liking you. A despicable person like you doesn't deserve to be liked at all."

Before the fish is thrown into the oil, every second it thinks is: I want to jump higher and farther to try to get back into the water. I want to breathe. I want to live.

Animals are driven by instinct to do everything they can to survive, but humans are different. Living is never the only goal we pursue. Living comfortably, living with dignity, and living with honor are what many people seek throughout their lives.

Because of Chu Yun's words, Qi Jingheng had a thought—I should die right now.

He had nothing left, and lost everything.

Not only did she have to watch Chu Yun choose Qi Qingjia, but she also had to listen to these hurtful words from her.

Tragically, he couldn't even refute the fact that he was the despicable person Chu Yun described. In order to survive and gain power, he had harmed many people, and his biggest regret was harming her and their child.

But Ah Yun, I really didn't mean it.

Qi Jingheng opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but seeing the disgust in Chu Yun's eyes, he couldn't utter a word.

He himself knew that once he did those things, everything was irreversible, and his original intentions were no longer important.

Does his word of regret bring the dead back to life?

No, so Qi Jingheng knew very well that Chu Yun would not forgive him, otherwise he would not have gone to such lengths to hide it from her.

All Qi Jingheng wanted to do now was escape, escape to a place where Chu Yun couldn't see him, escape to a place where he could forget everything.