Shen Yanchen sneered at her words, watching her stand up while holding onto the cabinet beside her. One hand landed on Shen Yanchen's chest as she said, "Do you hate me that much?"
"Look at what you've done."
She laughed self-deprecatingly, saying, "Even now, you're still blaming me."
As she spoke, her body slowly leaned toward him, and just as her hand touched his chest, the sound of police sirens blared from outside. Liang Zixuan immediately panicked, her expression twisting as she said, "You called the police?!"
At the same time, He Ye's voice came through Shen Yanchen's earpiece, "Brother Chen, it seems the hospital reported this."
Before Shen Yanchen could respond, he saw Liang Zixuan take out her phone. As she dialed, she sneered at him, "Whatever. Living like this is meaningless anyway. At worst, we'll die together! You'll be buried with me, and your son too. We'll leave that woman all alone, so she can feel what it's like to lose everything!"
