Chapter 534 - 466: Pointless
Chapter 534: Chapter 466: Pointless
Yang Liu’er had waited in the small courtyard until ten-thirty last night, but Bai Junfan never showed up. She was worried about Weiwei. His little cousin had been picked up and taken home, leaving Weiwei feeling down and especially clingy for the past two days. That afternoon, Yang Liu’er had called the Lu Family home from her office. Weiwei, who was nearby, overheard his father say on the phone that Aunt Yang wouldn’t be coming home that night because she was staying at the new courtyard. He immediately threw a tantrum, shouting that he was going to run to the office to find her himself. Though Yang Liu’er knew Lu Jian Country would keep an eye on the boy, she couldn’t rest easy. So late that night, figuring Bai Junfan truly wasn’t coming, she walked out onto the main street, hailed a taxi, and returned to the Lu Family’s home.
When she got back, Weiwei was still waiting up for her, refusing to go to bed. The mother and son were overjoyed to be reunited. But because Bai Junfan had stood her up without a word, a knot of unease remained in Yang Liu’er’s heart, and she did not sleep peacefully that night.
Early the next morning, before Weiwei was awake, Yang Liu’er made the excuse that she was busy with work. After a few quick words with Uncle Lu and Brother Lu, she rushed out the door to check if Bai Junfan was at the courtyard. On her way, she passed the old alley entrance and bought some steaming hot douzhi and fresh youtiao—a favorite for both her and Bai Junfan.
But after rushing over in high spirits, the scene that greeted her nearly made her faint. When she came to her senses, a vicious rage welled up inside her, and an overwhelming fury engulfed her completely. She tried to scream, but for some reason, no sound would come out. Gritting her teeth, she stormed into the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and charged back, wanting to hack to death that wretched woman who was sleeping so comfortably in *her* bed, hugging *her* man with a sappy, sweet smile on her face!
Although Bai Junfan was sleeping soundly, his military instincts kept a sliver of his mind alert. He hadn’t heard Yang Liu’er open the courtyard gate; she was wearing mid-heeled lambskin boots, and her steps were light. She had even swapped them for cotton slippers at the door, making her entrance completely silent. However, in her fury, her running back and forth made her footsteps heavy, and she bumped into the doorframe. That was enough to wake Bai Junfan. His eyes snapped open, and he immediately threw both Tang Yaxuan and the comforter off himself. Rolling out of bed, he strode to the bedroom doorway just in time to see Yang Liu’er charging back with a cleaver, murderous intent radiating from her. He rushed forward, disarmed her in two swift moves, and wrapped her in a tight embrace to stop her from reaching the bed.
Yang Liu’er struggled with all her might but couldn’t break free. Bai Junfan leaned close to her ear and, in a calm and steady voice, said something that felt like her heart was being ripped from her chest, a pain so unbearable she wished she were dead:
"Liu’er, listen to me! She is very useful, and I need her! You are forbidden from being rude to her or harming her. You have to go along with her, treat her like your own sister... Do you understand?"
To anyone else, these words might have sounded ordinary, but to Yang Liu’er, they were a demonic curse. A curse that had traveled across time and space, chasing her from her past life to become a deadly noose cinched tight around her neck. It was just waiting for the right moment to pull taut without hesitation and steal her very last breath.
In an instant, tears streamed down Yang Liu’er’s face. She felt as if her body was about to explode. The unbearable pain made her lose all reason, and she turned to claw and scratch frantically at Bai Junfan’s face and body. ’If this is how I go mad, become a demon, and fall into hell, then so be it!’
’Even being flayed alive, having my tendons ripped out, my bones shattered, and my flesh sliced away couldn’t be worse than this. Wasn’t the pain from my past life enough? Does it have to happen all over again in this one?!’
In her past life, Yang Liu’er had believed Bai Junfan couldn’t officially marry her because he was being held back by Bai Qingyue. Relying on his feelings for her and the fact that they had a son, Yang Liu’er had tried many times, with what little power she had, to stop him from marrying Tang Yaxuan. But in the end, she failed. Not only that, but she also suffered immensely and was nearly tormented to death by the sisters, Bai Qingyue and Bai Yifen.
Bai Junfan had saved her and their son’s lives once again. He had soothed her, made promises, and had a heart-to-heart talk with her, very seriously and earnestly giving her "advice"—advice that was just like the words he had spoken moments ago!
Those words were like a nail hammered into her brain. Two lifetimes later, the memory was still painfully fresh.
Yang Liu’er couldn’t leave Bai Junfan, nor could she allow her son to grow up without a father’s protection. She’d had no choice but to accept Bai Junfan marrying Tang Yaxuan, willingly staying on as a lowly nanny in the Bai Family home. The final result was her sinking deeper and deeper into that quagmire until she eventually lost her son and then her own life.
Bai Junfan clearly hadn’t expected Yang Liu’er to become so crazed, acting as if she had rabies. If he hadn’t dodged in time, his face would have been shredded. Even moving as quickly as he did, his neck still took a hit, and a sharp, stinging pain flared up. He grabbed her hands, his expression a mixture of shock and anger as he saw a trace of blood on her sharp, manicured nails. ’This woman is ruthless! She actually drew blood!’