Chapter 35: A Life for a Life, Hehehe!

Dong Xuan felt his blood run cold—this couldn’t be happening!

It was utterly bizarre!

That night, several of them had witnessed the girl in the white dress jump from the building, right?

She had fallen from the top of the art building, creating a pool of blood on the ground.

From such a height, she should have died!

Even if she hadn’t died, she should have been critically injured, lying in an emergency room.

How could she appear before him, seemingly unharmed, after just a few days?

Lin Siyi had contacted them, but they were only connected by an email, with Lin Siyi luring the girl and them tasked with killing her.

Beyond that, there was no connection.

That woman had hysterically accused them of failing, claiming Su Bao was still alive…

They hadn’t believed her!

They’d seen her fall with their own eyes—how could they be wrong?

They’d been anxious, fearing discovery, and had hidden outside the school.

After a couple of days, seeing no uproar, they returned, assuming the school had covered it up to prevent panic.

When Dong Xuan saw Su Bao, his legs went weak. He didn’t care about Su Yuzi’s insults; he just wanted to escape!

As panic set in, Su Bao gave him a bright smile, showing her white teeth…

Dong Xuan saw clearly.

She mouthed something.

She said, “A life for a life, hehehe!”

Su Bao’s smile was innocent and harmless, like a naive child, but her eyes…

Who would believe she was innocent and harmless?

Dong Xuan was so terrified he couldn’t hold it together, scrambling away in a panic.

“Hey, that little brat didn’t even apologize before running off! And he’s a college student? Such poor manners!” Su Yuzi complained, gesturing at his retreating figure.

***

In the private room.

The young men, hastily summoned, were visibly annoyed…

“Why the rush to get us here?”

“I had plans! Just arranged to see a movie with a girl, then head to the hotel…”

“Haha, how’s she look?”

“Don’t ask, no matter how good, it’s wasted now!”

“…”

Dong Xuan watched them banter, still shaken from his encounter.

His face was pale, his hands trembling.

“Cut it out!” Dong Xuan’s voice shook.

It was only September, yet he cradled a cup of hot water for a long time before calming down.

“What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” someone finally noticed, approaching Dong Xuan.

“That girl…” Dong Xuan swallowed, struggling to speak.

“What girl?”

“The girl from that night, she’s not dead! She’s really not dead!”