After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

"Xu Yufan, you've finally met your match, huh? Haha!" The man stood in front of the hospital bed, a ferocious smile on his face, his voice filled with mockery and disdain.

"You bastard, you shouldn't have been liked from the moment you were born. Just like your mother, you reek of a vixen."

Hearing the man belittle his deceased mother in such a way, Xu Yufan felt a sharp pain in his heart while lying in the hospital bed.

He looked at the man by the hospital bed who was speaking recklessly, his brows furrowing tightly as he saw the man's face filled with disgust.

However, before Xu Yufan could retort, the man continued, "No matter how much my dad likes your mom and you two siblings, so what? In the end, you'll still obediently fall into my hands."

His words revealed an undisguised sense of pride.

The man's smugness grew as he looked at Xu Yufan, whose face was growing increasingly pale.

He continued to provoke, "It's a good thing my dad passed away early, otherwise wouldn't my huge family fortune have been stolen by you two bastard siblings?"

The man's mind was filled with memories of the neglect he had suffered at his father's hands, those days of being ignored and marginalized, which filled him with jealousy and resentment towards Xu Yufan and his sister.

Now, looking at the weak Xu Yufan in the hospital bed, these negative emotions in his heart erupted like a volcano.

Finally, the man turned his gaze back to Xu Yufan on the hospital bed. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing an even more smug smile, as if he could already foresee Xu Yufan's tragic end.

"Haha, this is karma! Your mother was dealt with by my mother, and your sister was sold by my sister to some remote mountain village to be a wife for an old bachelor. My devoted father died of depression after your mistress's mother passed away. Now it's your turn to die, Xu Yufan. You're in a lot of pain now, aren't you?"

The man laughed wildly, his laughter sounding particularly jarring in the quiet hospital room.

Xu Yufan lay on the hospital bed, his face ashen, his body trembling slightly with rage.

He stared intently at the smug man before him, his hatred erupting like a volcano.

Every word the man said was like a sharp sword, piercing Xu Yufan's heart.

His mother died, his sister was sold, and his father died from depression. All these tragedies were caused by the man in front of him and his sister.

Xu Yufan clenched his fists tightly, hidden under the blanket, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he was completely unaware of it.

He wanted nothing more than to jump up and punch the man, to make him taste the pain.

However, reality left him powerless. His body was too weak due to serious illness, and he needed great effort even to sit up, let alone seek revenge.

Xu Yufan was filled with helplessness and resentment. He and his father had tried to take revenge on this family, but each time their carefully planned schemes were easily evaded.

No matter how well he and his father prepared, it seemed they couldn't compete with the other's good luck.

Xu Yufan couldn't help but sigh. He felt that his luck was always just a little bit off, as if God was deliberately playing tricks on him.

However, Xu Tingwei's family seemed to be blessed by God, and no matter how much danger and difficulty they encountered, they were always able to turn bad luck into good.

In stark contrast, Xu Yufan's family suffered misfortune, as if all the bad luck had befallen them.

After this happened so many times, Xu Yufan got used to it. No matter how much hatred he had in his heart, or how much anger he felt, he had nowhere to vent it if he couldn't get revenge.

At this moment, Xu Yufan's calm and composed gaze was fixed on Xu Tingwei.

Xu Yufan's lifeless eyes asked definitively, "So, my mother was killed by your mother, and my sister was killed by Xu Siqing."

Xu Tingwei looked at Xu Yufan, who was so frail and seemed like he could easily crush him, and his smugness almost overflowed. He had been jealous of this half-brother who was eight years younger than him since he was a child.

Who can blame Xu Yufan for being pampered and loved by his father since childhood, and being personally raised and nurtured by his father!

Therefore, Xu Yufan deserves his current predicament.

Xu Tingwei felt more and more justified the more he thought about it, so he puffed out his chest and said confidently, "Of course! Who told your mother to be so shameless and ruin the happiness of my family of four? Didn't she bring this on herself?"

Strictly speaking, Ji Jingyan's death and Xu Ruolin's misfortune were both orchestrated by Xu Tingwei's sister.

Xu Siqing has been a lucky girl since childhood; she always succeeds in whatever she wants to do.

His mother was just too kind and couldn't bear to see Xu Siqing being gossiped about because of this, so in order to protect Xu Siqing, she had no choice but to step forward and take the blame for her.

However, it was really incongruous for such vicious words to come from the mouth of a tall and handsome man.

Standing there, Hsu Ting-wei actually looks quite handsome when he's not speaking. That's a unique charisma cultivated under the influence of power, something that most people can't learn.

He was dressed in a sharp suit that perfectly complemented his well-proportioned figure, his tie was tied in a perfect knot, and the watch on his wrist gleamed with a subtle light.

With every gesture, the cufflinks on the shirt sleeves swayed gently, revealing a meticulously crafted and exquisite feel in every detail.

The current Hsu Ting-wei and the sickly Hsu Yu-fan form a stark contrast, like heaven and earth.

At this moment, Xu Yufan, lying on the hospital bed, had severely sunken cheeks, his once bright eyes were bloodshot, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He was tormented by the disease and was no longer recognizable as a human.

When he wasn't sick, Hsu Yu-fan was gentle and kind. When he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, and his eyes were full of warmth, like the warm sun in winter.

Xu Yufan is also very patient, and his gentle demeanor makes people want to get closer to him.

But at this moment, he stared blankly at Xu Tingwei, then suddenly laughed, a laugh that was incredibly strange and terrifying.

After a series of misfortunes befell his loved ones, Xu Yufan, who was originally gentle and polite, completely lost his composure. The hatred in his heart made him want to tear the sky apart.

But his actions seemed to be blocked by a mysterious force; no matter what he did, he couldn't harm Xu Siqing's family in the slightest.

This is like Xu Yufan's counterattack hitting cotton; a punch lands soft and weak, and it bounces back. It's like this every time; no wonder he can't be satisfied!

He had finally managed to give Xu Siqing and her brother a minor injury, but then he was diagnosed with cancer. How could Xu Yufan not hate him?

Looking at the overjoyed Xu Tingwei, Xu Yufan turned to look out the window.

The sky outside the window was gray and low, as if it were about to press down. Several old residential buildings stood quietly, their security windows resembling cold cages.

Xu Yufan has done everything he could, and he has also made proper arrangements for his funeral. If it still doesn't work, then he has no other choice.

All of Xu Yufan's efforts seemed to be no match for the cruel tricks of fate...

The two men in the hospital bed: one lay listlessly on the bed, the other stood arrogantly beside it, looking down at the dying man...

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