I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 675 Don't Love Too Much
Chen Wende was suddenly taken aback.

In that instant, he realized that the girl in front of him was actually somewhat similar to him in spirit, and not just in appearance.

Essentially, it reflects indifference towards life and disregard for so-called "criminal" behavior.

He couldn't really explain why he hated the mother and daughter so much. Perhaps it was because the happier they were, the more he seemed to be a stain on their lives and a destroyer of their beautiful life.

Therefore, after a long period of mental and physical torment, Chen Jinzhi's mother finally began to become mentally unstable and insane.

Chen Wende was originally satisfied with the result, but he did not expect that she would choose to end her own life in the end, preferring death to becoming a burden to her daughter.

Unfortunately, this burden became his downfall.

Chen Wende thought that although he had never given Chen Jinzhi a kind look, at least he hadn't let her starve to death.

And this ungrateful wolf cub is now standing right in front of him, brazenly declaring that he wants to kill him.

He killed his own father.

"what."

Chen Wende finally burst out laughing, laughing so hard he clutched his stomach and squeezed out a few tears.

Chen Jinzhi merely raised an eyebrow at his sarcasm.

"Kill me? Fine, come on then."

Chen Wende looked around but couldn't find a suitable tool, so he grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it over his head.

"Oh!"

The sound of shattering glass, beer mixed with streaks of blood flowing down.

Chen Wende reached out, grinning as he handed over the broken beer bottle.

Throughout the entire process, Chen Jinzhi didn't even blink; he simply tilted his head slightly to avoid the splashing beer.

"I'd love for you to kill me, you know? You're so glamorous now, all grown up and become a phoenix, but if you kill me, you'll become a confirmed murderer, and your hard-earned clean life will have another permanent stain on it!"

As Chen Wende spoke, his tone became increasingly excited.

"And who did you kill? You killed your own father! Do you know how the public will judge you? How can you still be a big star? Don't think you can hide this from anyone. To tell you the truth, I already reported it to the police before I returned to Tang'an. They already know that I hit Su Chengyi with my car, but they just can't catch me yet. Do you think that when they come looking for me and find that I'm already a corpse, they'll find out that you're the murderer?"

As if stimulated by his own plan, he picked up a bottle of beer with trembling hands, took two gulps, and then laughed heartily.

"What, do you hate me? Back then, I had a way to lock you in a closet and prevent you from getting into university. Now, I still have a way to make sure you never get back up. You only have two choices now: kill me, or let the police take me away and lock me up in jail for a few years or even a decade. But Chen Jinzhi, let me warn you, you better not let me get out one day. This time it was a car accident, next time it could be arson, poisoning, anything is possible. You and Su Chengyi will never have a good life."

"I told you, I'm here to kill you."

Chen Jinzhi lowered her brows, seemingly unresponsive to Chen Wende's long speech, her tone remaining indifferent.

“You certainly had a good chance to ruin my life. You tried once many years ago, but you failed. You even had to keep me by your side. Do you know how far my bedroom is from your bed? It’s a silent fifteen steps away. Do you know how many nights a switchblade was just a centimeter away from your throat?”

This was the first time she had said these words. Chen Wende found it hard to imagine those scenes, and the alcohol that had reached his stomach suddenly made him feel a little acidic.

"But then, I suddenly didn't want to kill you anymore."

At this point, Chen Jinzhi sighed softly.

“Death is too cheap for someone like you. Your messy life should have continued. You drink excessively and abuse drugs. You won’t live past forty and will be bedridden, barely clinging to life. Even then, I still won’t let you die. What a pity.”

Chen Jinzhi paused here, then turned and walked up the stairs.

Chen Wende hesitated for a long time before slowly following in her footsteps.

Her bedroom had been deserted for a long time; the door was rickety and creaked when pushed gently, sounding abrupt and eerie in the quiet night.

The ground was littered with discarded items, and Chen Jinzhi, as perceptive as a cat, skillfully evaded them in the darkness.

Chen Wende wasn't so lucky. After several setbacks, he lost his patience and angrily questioned her about what she was doing there.

"Unfortunately, a little over a month ago, you tried again. For a moment, I almost thought you were going to succeed, but he survived."

Chen Jinzhi ignored his anger and simply raised his hand to push open the wooden window of the balcony.

The moonlight shone down, making her look pale.

"That's where she cut her wrist."

Chen Wende quickly realized what she was talking about; she was referring to her mother's suicide years ago.

"She actually had many chances to back out, but she didn't. She kept going until she lost too much blood, lost consciousness, and collapsed. The doctor thought I was too young and didn't let me see how she died, but it's not hard to imagine."

Chen Jinzhi's fingers gently touched the window frame, her fingertips almost transparently white.

"This part of the window frame was soon gnawed to pieces by ants because it had absorbed too much blood."

Chen Wende followed her gaze and saw that the broken wood was riddled with holes, and one could almost smell the blood.

"Having risen to prominence and become a phoenix, is my life really that successful in your eyes?"

Chen Jinzhi suddenly laughed, a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Actually, no. You seem very certain that I would care about what you're talking about—the status of a celebrity, the readily available wealth, and the adoration of millions."

She tapped her fingers lightly, and the hollow wood made a "thump-thump" sound.

"The shackles of morality, the constraints of humanity, and the crime of patricide."

Chen Jinzhi raised his eyes, his tone turning somber.

"I don't care. And what I do care about, I'm sure you already know."

The moon accentuated her indifferent expression, yet the words she uttered seemed to be a vow to another person.

"My life, my existence, everything I have belongs to him."

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Chen Wende simply stood there, his throat dry and hoarse.

"Therefore, please face death with equanimity."

Chen Jinzhi turned around, his back to the moonlight, and pulled a forearm-length dagger from his sleeve. The blade gleamed with a truly cold light.

She was really serious.

Chen Wende suddenly realized that the structure of this balcony resembled a suitable execution platform.

He shouldn't have been afraid of death, but faced with such sharp and resolute killing intent, his first reaction was to turn and run away.

But before he could run two steps, he felt something pierce his back. The intense electric current made him instantly go limp, and he convulsed and knelt on the ground.

Footsteps approached from behind, grabbed his collar, and dragged him to the edge of the windowsill.

His face was pierced by the wood chips from the windowsill, and the thing pressed against the back of his neck was either a dagger or the girl's cold fingers.

She's about to make her move.

Fear surged up, and Chen Wende let out a barely audible groan of pain in a hoarse voice.

The person holding the dagger seemed to appreciate his fear and was not in a hurry.

Chen Wende couldn't help but feel a bit of wishful thinking.

Is it possible that this is just a test, a warning?
She was just putting on an act, making him think she was going to kill him.
"what!!!"

The brain, which had just been electrocuted, was instantly jolted awake by excruciating pain, and thankfully, the shock completely disappeared.

Chen Wende used all his strength to turn his head and saw that the dagger had already cut his wrist open.

How long can you hold out?

Chen Jinzhi casually wiped the blood off the blade from his collar, his tone even carrying a hint of pleasure.

Chen Wende now believed it. Over the years, she must have seriously considered how to kill him, otherwise her actions would not have been so clean and efficient, as if she had rehearsed it a thousand times.

"Wait, wait."

Chen Wende gritted his teeth; his will to survive had never been stronger.

He suddenly remembered that he still had leverage in negotiations, which came from the temporary job he had found as a car wash worker. It was also this job that gave him the opportunity for revenge.

"Do you know what? Su Chengyi is hiding something from you!"

He was breathing heavily, his voice hoarse.

"Ok?"

Chen Jinzhi paused slightly, seemingly curious.

Chen Wende took a deep breath, rallied his spirits, knowing this was his last chance. He recalled the conversation he had overheard that day.

"This car accident was all planned by him. He wanted to deceive you, to use a self-inflicted injury to trick you into changing your mind! I just made his lie come true. You don't actually believe he loves you, do you? You don't actually believe there's anyone in this world who truly loves you?"

He originally thought he would have a chance to say a few more words, but Chen Jinzhi sighed softly.

"Unfortunately, I already knew that."

She curved her lips into a smile, her expression calm yet sarcastic.

What.
Chen Wende's mind went blank for a moment, and a feeling of weightlessness washed over him. Just like the people back then, he fell headfirst to the ground.

The girl by the window leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, toying with the exquisite dagger in her hand, watching him fall.

The ground in the courtyard is different from what it used to be. It has been in disrepair for years, overgrown with weeds, and the damp soil provides a buffer.

Chen Wende fell like that, but did not immediately lose consciousness. He crawled a few steps, trembling, and suddenly a pair of boots appeared before his bloodshot eyes, with the soft hem of his dress hanging down.

Chen Wende struggled to lift his head and met the beautiful, clear eyes of the person who had come up to him.

He recognized the face; it belonged to the Chu family's daughter.

Great.

Chen Wende reached out as if grasping at a lifeline to grab her ankle, but as he raised his hand, a pair of leather shoes standing beside her stepped on it fiercely, the movement so violent that it almost crushed his bones inch by inch.

Before he could even cry out in pain, Chen Wende hurriedly asked for help:

"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you! Su Chengyi is trying to lie to you. The car accident was staged. He even prepared the damaged car in advance. He just wanted to..."

"so what."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl in front of him squatted down, tilted her head slightly, and quietly looked at him straight ahead.

"You think I'd thank you for what you did?"

Chen Wende's vision blurred and his head spun, but he clearly saw the cruel innocence in her eyes.

It's like a child plucking an insect's wings just to see it struggle.

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No, you guys?! Don't love each other too much?!

At that moment, he suddenly realized that nothing he said would make a difference.

Compared to his own biological daughter, this one is much more significant.

After all, the daughters of the Chu family have plenty of tricks up their sleeves.

So what exactly is "love"?

Why could it be built on such heinous deception and infidelity? Why would two women like that be willing to go to such lengths? Why?
If he could see Su Chengyi again, he would definitely ask these questions.

Unfortunately, he didn't get the chance.

In his last moments of consciousness, he was lifted up by a furious man in a suit who grabbed his neck with one hand.

The young lady stood up and clapped her hands slowly.

The group filed in, their expressions solemn and professional, like indifferent passersby attending a funeral.

(End of this chapter)