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Chapter 598 Shen Yang\'s end (3)

　　Ruiling glanced at Xinyue and raised her palm towards him. "Give me your gun."

　　She narrowed her eyes. "He has lived long enough, and I got my revenge. I gave him the taste of his own medicine. I have seen him suffer in all kinds of ways. Cousin Wei will deal with Jiang Zhen, but Shen Yang…I want to end his life with my own hands. I am pretty sure cousin Wei won\'t find any problems with it."

　　Xinyue stared at her with deep contemplation.

　　This was the same woman who couldn\'t bear to hear a single word against Shen Yang.

　　And now she was the one who wished to end the matters once and for all.

　　Xinyue shrugged and took out his gun. He placed it on her palm.

　　Her hand slightly trembled as she clutched the gun. Her index finger pressed on the trigger as she pointed it towards Shen Yang.

　　Shen Yang slowly widened his eyes and furiously shook his head. "Ruiling…" he huffed due to the many injuries that made him unable to talk properly.

　　"Ruiling, listen…to me…You are not in your senses," he chuckled fearfully, "you should believe me! T-this is…all Xinyue\'s fault…He is coming between us…"

　　Ruiling smiled. "I have heard everything I had to, Shen Yang. I have seen everything I had to. You showed me it yourself. And frankly now, I am bored to watch your pitiful state anymore. Weren\'t you wishing you rather die? See? I am fulfilling your wish."

　　He paled. He jumped and violently moved and crashed on the bed but to no avail. Getting fucked was one thing but losing your life altogether was another. Seeing death loom upon his door, panic set in.

　　"I have tortured you enough now that my heart is satisfied," Ruiling\'s eyes shone with bloodthirst, "Now I cannot bear to see your breathing anymore. Even the thought of you living in this world even a second more makes my skin crawl with disgust. I tolerated you all this time because I had to show you your real place. But now, it\'s over."

　　She tightened her aim at him and applied pressure on the trigger.

　　Shen Yang flapped his body like a frightened rabbit trying to run away from its hunter.

　　Ruiling watched his face and recalled all those moments one last time ever since he stepped into her life. The times that were nothing but an illusion. A betrayal that brought pain to her and her family.

　　She took a deep breath, shut her eyes and opened them two seconds later. Her eyes flashed with determination mixed with iciness.

　　"Ruiling, We-"

　　*BANG*

　　Without a second thought, she shot a bullet right through his forehead. His voice that was pleading and begging her came to an abrupt halt as his body plopped on the bed, dead. His eyes were wide open as if he was expressing the shock and fear of his death.

　　It had come to an end.

　　Ruiling let out her breath that she was subconsciously holding onto.

　　Xinyue slowly took the gun away from her and the moment he did, Ruiling collapsed on the floor on her knees. Despite her protests, tears streamed out of her eyes. Her body trembled as she kept staring at his dead body.

　　She had imagined her whole future with him. But that future was never real.

　　She was hurt. She was in grief. She hated Shen Yang from the bottom of her heart. But this was the man she had once loved from the bottom of her heart too.

　　Xinyue kept his gun back in his holster and knelt to her level. He simply saw the tears plopping on the back of her hand.

　　He wasn\'t the one to console anybody. That wasn\'t his skill or one of his strong points. He recalled the times when Mrs. Zhang would hug and console him or when Cheng Mei would pat his head and nod at him whenever his mood was sour because something didn\'t go his way.

　　Xinyue placed his palm on her head and gently patted it twice like his mother used to do.

　　"You did well," He said.

　　Was what she used to say to him too following her pats.

　　Ruiling blinked her teary eyes and stared at him, aghast. But contrary to the mocking and disdain he always held for her, his gaze was extremely solemn. There was no sneer or smirk on his lips, just a countenance devoid of any expression.

　　"Honestly, I never thought you would come this far. I thought it would be hard for you to see him in pain or witness the torture. You are really strong, Jiang Ruiling. From the naive princess who was blindly in love, you became a ferocious lioness who clawed your culprit to his death. Everybody will be so proud of you. I am, for sure."

　　He nodded.

　　Ruiling couldn\'t believe what she was listening to. But hearing him say that he was proud of her filled her heart with joy. It felt as if everything she was bearing all by herself lifted off her shoulders.

　　Somebody acknowledging her struggles and grief brought a sense of pride within her. She never thought that she was strong, but Xinyue\'s admittance made her believe so.

　　She was a woman who burned in hell, yet still came out of it, strong and unharmed.

　　"Thank you…" she whispered.

　　Xinyue nodded once again and then silence fell. Usually their conversation always ended with Ruiling leaving with anger and raining curses at him.

　　But today was different.

　　"It will start to smell here. Let\'s go. My men will deal with his body."

　　She pursed her lips and nodded. She stood up but found her legs numb.

　　Xinyue saw her struggling to keep up her balance. In the end, he sighed and lifted her in his arms. "It will be night until you get your strength."

　　She froze for a moment, unable to respond. As he walked away, carrying her, she felt his warmth seeping to her side. She didn\'t resist. Instead, she held onto him, her heart feeling at ease after a very long time.