C5 Doubtful of Life!

"Alright, Yuhan, I'll remember you!"

Jiaojiao shot her a venomous look before reluctantly leaving. Yuhan suddenly felt exhausted. During their fight, they had broken quite a few things, leaving shards of glass scattered everywhere. She didn't have the energy to clean up, so she curled up on the couch like a frightened cat, trying to hide.

As she glanced around, the place felt strangely unfamiliar. The room was beautifully decorated; every piece of furniture had been handpicked by Ann Beiqi. The design style was his idea, and he had talked about living here with her, adopting a couple of cats and three dogs, and enjoying a slow-paced life together.

Back then, he clearly loved her. They were the perfect couple, so why had he turned around and cheated with her sister in the car? Were all those things he said just lies? What did Jiaojiao have that she didn't? In terms of looks, Yuhan was more voluptuous, with fairer skin and a more beautiful, mature face. Was it just because Jiaojiao was willing to sleep with him that everything else didn't matter?

What was the point of him deceiving her with so much effort?

Lost in thought, she suddenly heard the door opening again. Was Jiaojiao back for more? Yuhan smirked coldly; she always believed the best way to deal with a shrew was to fight fire with fire. She wouldn't hold back just because of some notion of being ladylike.

She turned, expecting to see Jiaojiao alone, but instead, Jiaojiao was leaning weakly against Ann Beiqi, who looked at her anxiously. When he saw Yuhan, his expression changed slightly, but to her, it just seemed insincere.

"Han, I know I was wrong, but you can't treat Jiaojiao like this! She's still your sister, after all!"

Yuhan found it laughable—her bullying Jiaojiao? Who was it that came charging at her like a madwoman first?

"Which eye of yours saw me bullying her?"

"I just got here and saw her collapsed at the door. You're the only one home, so who else could it be? Yuhan, how did I never realize how heartless you are?"

"Shouldn't I be saying that? How did I never notice how ugly your heart is?"

"Oh!" Jiaojiao suddenly gasped, collapsing weakly into Ann Beiqi's arms.

Ann Beiqi asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Jiaojiao? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just felt a bit dizzy arguing with my sister. Maybe it upset the baby."

"Don't worry, I'm here. No one will dare bully you. Do you want to see a doctor?"

Watching the nauseating scene before her, Yuhan's eyes were cold. She observed everything as if it didn't concern her. All she wanted to know was how this pair planned to come clean with her.

"Han, I know this is my fault, but Jiaojiao is your sister, and she's pregnant. She can't afford to get upset. You..."

Ann Beiqi sat on the couch, with Jiaojiao nestled against him, half-closing her eyes as she looked at Yuhan.

"So, am I supposed to say... of course, I choose to forgive her?"

Ann Beiqi frowned, clearly annoyed by Yuhan's attitude.