As long as Lin Ya was willing, Mu Donglin didn’t have to die.
However, Lin Kerou never thought that if Lin Ya had wanted Mu Donglin to live, he wouldn’t have pushed him deeper into the abyss while he was in jail.
As long as Mu Donglin lived, Lin Ya’s career would definitely be affected.
To him, a mere Mu Donglin was not worth the sacrifice.
Lin Ya looked at his sister, who was kneeling at the bottom of the winding stairs, with deep sympathy in his eyes. He said in his usual calm voice, “My silly sister, Mu Donglin is your husband. If I could save him, of course I would, but… I’m sorry, I’m unable to.”
Lin Kerou lifted her gaze to meet his.
Lin Ya couldn’t hide the regret in his eyes, but if there were any sadness, it was not evident.
On the contrary, Lin Kerou did not know if it was an illusion, that she detected some relief in his attitude.
Yes, relief.
It was as if he had gotten rid of an annoying pest, as if after getting rid of Mu Donglin, he couldn’t hide the pleasure he felt.
Although she was prepared for this, disappointment struck her like a bolt of lightning nevertheless.
Still kneeling on the ground, Lin Kerou stared at Lin Ya in a daze, not knowing how she should react.
Things had changed.
Everything had changed.
Since that was the case, then… she had no other options.
The night was dark and the wind was howling as the cogs of fate quietly turned in the background.
In a daze, Lin Kerou walked out of the house that she had lived in for more than twenty years. She picked up her phone and dialed a number with trembling hands.
The call was quickly answered by a female voice. “Hello.”
It had been a long time since they last spoke, and her voice was tender and suggestive. It was very alluring in the middle of the night.
When Lin Kerou heard this voice, her tears fell. She called out her name in a remorseful voice, “Meng Meng.”
When Li Meng heard this voice, she paused and subconsciously turned to look at the sleeping woman behind her.
The woman with the buzz cut raised her eyebrow and leaned close to her ear. “Who is it?”
“A former classmate.” Li Meng’s voice was reassuring. She then spoke into the phone, “What’s the matter?”
Lin Kerou was taken aback by this introduction.
They were best friends. Since when had Li Meng started to refer to her as just a former classmate?
Li Meng got a little impatient with the silence and said, “If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.”
“Wait, Meng Meng.” Lin Kerou’s voice was nasal and her words were muffled. “Are you free now? I need to talk to you.”
“I’m not free.” Li Meng sneered. “Just say what you need to. I’m not interested in meeting you.”
“Meng Meng, I’m pregnant. I really don’t know what to do now…”
Li Meng’s expression stiffened. “What has your pregnancy got to do with me? It’s not as if I got you pregnant.”
“Brother Donglin’s matter has blown up. I’m quite sure you know about it.” Lin Kerou’s voice was choked with tears. “Meng Meng, I know you’ve been working with Mu Xichen closely in the recent times. I’m begging for your help.”
“I not able to help you.”
“You can’t but Mu Xichen can.” Lin Kerou spoke like she had found a life-saving straw. “He will help me. If you’d help me contact him, he will definitely help me!”
