Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Buying Your Child’s Life

Lin Zhiyi was taken aback by Sang Ran’s tone, the cup resting on her lips—neither drinking nor refraining from drinking seemed right.

Sang Ran continued, "Pretend to drink it, and calmly put it down."

Although Lin Zhiyi didn’t understand her meaning, she still complied.

Lin Zhiyi pretended to tilt her head back slightly and then slowly set the cup down.

She whispered, "Why?"

Sang Ran gave a bitter smile, "The juice contains miscarriage-inducing drugs."

Lin Zhiyi tightened her grip on the cup, feeling an urge to throw it away, but she couldn’t gauge Sang Ran’s intentions and didn’t dare to act recklessly.

Sang Ran continued as though having a casual chat, "Don’t worry, the dosage in there isn’t enough to cause an immediate miscarriage; it will only result in symptoms of a threatened miscarriage, like mild abdominal pain."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi felt her hair stand on end as she listened to Sang Ran calmly voice these words, her mind thrown into chaos.

She couldn’t comprehend why Sang Ran would reveal this to her.

Sang Ran took a sip of plain water, chuckling softly, "You think it ends at this?"

As she spoke, she rested her chin on her hand, gazing out at the bustling streets through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She shifted her gaze, saying, "Do you see that couple over there?"

Lin Zhiyi glanced up slightly and saw a pair of seemingly intimate lovers sitting by the square outside.

To the passing crowd, they appeared no different from any other couple, hardly worth a second glance.

Lin Zhiyi nodded lightly.

"After you finish your juice and our conversation, as soon as you step out of this shop, that girlfriend will discover her boyfriend has been two-timing her and will start arguing. Amid the shoving, they’ll knock you over unintentionally, and then accidentally kick you again."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi recoiled in shock, disbelief evident as she stared at Sang Ran.

Sang Ran spoke slowly, "You’ll have a miscarriage, and they’ll be detained, but since you’ll have symptoms of a threatened miscarriage, assigning full blame will be difficult. The police will mediate first, and they’ll cooperate actively, admitting fault. Surgery fees, hospital expenses, nutrition costs, and lost wages—altogether, they’ll give you seventy to eighty thousand. Even if you sue, as it’s considered accidental injury, the compensation will max out at a hundred thousand."

She locked eyes with Lin Zhiyi and delivered her conclusion, "Meanwhile, they’ll walk away with five hundred thousand afterwards."

After hearing the entire plan, a suffocating sense of being choked overtook Lin Zhiyi.

This eerily familiar scenario brought to mind Liu He’s miscarriage.

So, Sang Ran was hinting that more than just herself was involved in this affair.

No wonder Sang Ran had asked her to feign drinking the juice earlier.

Lin Zhiyi dared not move a muscle, afraid the outside couple might notice any flaws.

She moistened her dry lips, asking, "So... yesterday, the wheelchair brakes weren’t broken at all; you were just testing whether I was pregnant?"

"Yes." Sang Ran leaned against the vintage wrought iron chair, smiling faintly, though her gaze was despondent. "Actually, I’ve had countless chances to get rid of you. As you’ve mentioned, you can’t step up to the table. But seated in the VIP area, all I need is to casually say something, show a bit of grievance, or even give a look—and plenty of people know what to do."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned, certain neglected details in her mind slowly coming into focus.

"Was it you who told Wen Qing I was going abroad for advanced studies? Was it also you who informed her your brother was proposing to me?"

"It was me." Sang Ran lowered her gaze.

"Then, about the liver donation—how did the Old Master immediately know my blood type?"

"That was me too." She bit her lip lightly. "I casually mentioned it in front of the Old Master. Pretty malicious, right? But I only wanted Third Young Master to make a choice between you and me. The Old Master, desperate to eliminate you, took it too far."

"Every time I committed wrongdoing, I regretted it. Then I’d feel an irresistible urge to destroy you again, and I’d regret it yet again. Back and forth, as if possessed."

When Sang Ran looked at Lin Zhiyi again, her eyes were filled with guilt.

Lin Zhiyi froze momentarily before regaining her thoughts and countering, "It was you who informed Third Young Master to save me, wasn’t it? You never really intended to take my liver."

Sang Ran nodded but didn’t elaborate further.

Lin Zhiyi drew a deep breath. "Why are you telling me everything now?"

"I intended to take these matters to the grave and never tell you. But earlier, when you spoke to that child, you made me feel as if I’d awakened from a dream—I was lost, completely forgetting that saving him wasn’t for repayment; it was because I truly loved him."

Sang Ran smiled warmly, looking happy and content.

She cradled her face, resembling the girl who first met Gong Chen. "You know, don’t you? He’s not actually that cold-hearted; he helps others, and his occasional smiles are particularly charming. He’s just not much of a talker."

Fury simmered within Lin Zhiyi’s heart, though her face betrayed only a bitter smile. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}