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Lu Li assumed that bankrupting the Zhang Corporation would cause Zhang Ziqin immense pain and mental breakdown, so he did just that. However, hearing Zhang Ziqin’s confession-like words, he realized he was mistaken.

He shouldn’t have viewed a… reborn individual with old eyes!

His mistake was not paying enough attention, which led to him missing this fact.

Even if he had realized it, Lu Li would’ve thought their previous life together would continue in the same vein after his death, without any deviation from the script he expected.

Had he known earlier that he was the most important thing to the current Zhang Ziqin, he wouldn’t have expended the effort to dismantle the Zhang Corporation. To the current Zhang Ziqin, the most painful thing would’ve been for him to kill her personally.

As for her caring most about him… Well, sorry, but Lu Li doesn’t care.

Killing you has nothing to do with you!

“Moved, aren’t you! To avenge your beloved after his death, to kill your former… partner, how selfless!”

“Now you stand before me, having moved yourself with your own story.”

His smile was filled with sarcasm. While destroying the Zhang Corporation didn’t distress her, nor did his open mockery, he finally saw the expression he longed for on Zhang Ziqin’s face after consecutive disappointments.

Indeed, what’s vengeance without sorrow or despair? Even if he killed Zhang Ziqin, it would only be a failed revenge.

“I didn’t…” Zhang Ziqin murmured. She had never been moved by those actions; seeing Ye Chen’s corpse brought her world crashing down, covered in an endless regret.

The only thought in her mind was avenging Lu Li, not self-congratulation.

Her actions weren’t about amends or atonement; she didn’t even deserve to try. She was the primary cause of Lu Li’s death, her refusal to listen, her arrogance, led her to lose Lu Li forever.

But the outcome couldn’t be changed; in the end, she was responsible for the death of the man who loved her most, the man she loved most. Her repeated collaborations with Ye Chen had already broken Lu Li’s heart.

“It doesn’t matter, whatever.” Lu Li shrugged, indifferent.

Complicated feelings? A bit, perhaps!

The thrill of impending vengeance mixed with past nauseating love made Lu Li’s current mood indescribable.

What a thrill!

“Let me tell you one last thing, belated affection is worth less than grass. You think you can redeem yourself, but what makes you think I would accept you, the person who killed me!” What did Lu Li do wrong? Nothing. He just loved this woman.

Yes, yes, the Lu Li in the story did foolish things for Zhang Ziqin, opposed the protagonist, but he never used any methods against her. Observers might have felt satisfied seeing Lu Li’s demise.

Damn it, daring to compete with the protagonist for a woman.

But having experienced the story firsthand, Lu Li could feel that sadness!

The person you love the most is the one who hurts you the deepest!

His gaze, almost tangible with killing intent, turned Lu Li’s contemplation into action, his cold words piercing Zhang Ziqin’s heart.

“Did you bring me here?” The last glimmer of hope in her eyes faded after Lu Li’s words, but Zhang Ziqin still asked, perhaps clinging to some unrealistic fantasy.

“Otherwise? Isn’t it obvious?”

This woman didn’t think he came to save her, did she? That would indeed be ludicrous. How big of a face does she think she has, to believe he would still dote on her as before?

Zhang Ziqin understood, the last bit of light in her eyes extinguishing. Facing the man sharpening his knife before her, she harbored no resentment, not even when denied the chance to end her own life. The wrongs she committed against him couldn’t be compensated for with her life. She only hoped, if there was another life, not to be so foolish.

Even if she had killed Ye Chen in her previous life, could it bring back Lu Li?

She was a waste, seen as such by everyone, especially by Lu Li. Perhaps, in the previous life, he had already concluded she was in league with Ye Chen.

It was all her fault, entirely her fault. She knew it, should have known it, yet she made mistakes, detestably so.

Tears of despair fell. Zhang Ziqin forced her eyes open, wanting to see Lu Li a few last times. Her tearful eyes, filled with tenderness, couldn’t sway Lu Li a bit.

The sound of a silencer-equipped gun followed by the sight of a woman, now devoid of any spark, made Lu Li smile.