Beginning Without End

Perhaps it was Su Yanran's luck that she was wearing thicker clothes in winter, and the person who stabbed her seemed panicked as he fled immediately after the attack.

Yet, the knife still pierced her flesh. The sharp pain and sudden shock made Su Yanran scream uncontrollably.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Her assistant dropped her bag and rushed over. Su Yanran clutched her abdomen, her face pale. In that moment, she broke down, realizing that Luo Shiya and the others had actually sent someone to kill her!

The assistant frantically made a phone call, but Su Yanran couldn’t hear anything. The pain in her body overwhelmed her, and her mind went blank.

It wasn’t until the ambulance arrived that Su Yanran regained some semblance of consciousness. Suddenly, the scene felt eerily familiar.

Only this time, it was her being taken to the hospital in the ambulance...

Outside, the snow fell heavier, but inside the bedroom, separated by a wall, it was warm—even brimming with a spring-like atmosphere.

"Withered vines, old trees, crows at dusk; a small bridge, flowing water, a humble home; an ancient road, west wind, a lean horse; the sun sets in the west, and a heartbroken soul is at the ends of the earth~"

After a long and exhausting session, Mo Xuan lay beside Luo Shiya, who tenderly covered him with a blanket.

She wiped the sweat from his forehead and held him gently, savoring his warmth.

Sometimes, Luo Shiya felt grateful for Mo Xuan's stamina; otherwise, she might have thought their antics with Luo Muqi were a bit excessive.

But she couldn’t help herself.

It wasn’t just about desire. Only in these moments could Luo Shiya truly feel that Mo Xuan was hers.

At times, she even considered finding a way to imprison him, ensuring he would never leave her side.

But she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Such an act would only push him away, and that wasn’t what she and her sister wanted. They hoped that one day, even if Mo Xuan discovered their schemes, he would choose to stay with them.

He had become their poison, and they, in turn, would be his.

As Luo Shiya gently released Mo Xuan and prepared to take a shower, her phone buzzed with a message from Sister Hui:

"Mo Jinpeng stabbed Su Yanran. She’s not dead, and Mo Jinpeng is still under our surveillance."

Luo Shiya couldn’t help but chuckle. She hadn’t expected Mo Jinpeng to actually go after Su Yanran...

Life could be bitterly ironic. Mo Xuan lay peacefully in Luo Shiya’s arms, while Su Yanran stared blankly at the hospital ceiling.

"How did this happen?"

Su's Father looked at his daughter, his eyes red, struggling to hold back tears. Su's Mother sat beside her, weeping, while Su Jiuzhe comforted her, shaking his head in dismay.

"Yanran, we’ve found out who did this," Su's Father said, his eyes burning with anger. "The police checked the surveillance footage. The one who hurt you... was Mo Jinpeng."

Su Yanran’s pupils dilated in shock. She never imagined it would be Mo Jinpeng.

In her mind, even if Mo Jinpeng hadn’t been arrested, he would have gone into hiding. How could he have known she was the one who reported him?

Suddenly, Luo Shiya’s threats flashed through her mind, and Su Yanran let out a bitter laugh. Only the sisters could have orchestrated this. Luo Shiya hadn’t taken direct action; instead, she had handed the knife to Mo Jinpeng.

From the moment she gave Su Yanran those incriminating documents, Luo Shiya must have been planning this all along.

But how could she be so sure Mo Jinpeng would act? Did she coerce him, or simply manipulate him into it?

A doctor entered the room, his expression complicated as he glanced at the pale Su Yanran. He then whispered to Su's Father, "Family of the patient, could you come with me for a moment?"

"Doctor..." Su Yanran’s voice was weak, her lips pale. "Whatever it is, just tell me directly."

The doctor hesitated, then forced a smile at Su Yanran’s numb expression. "It’s nothing serious. I just need to go over some precautions. I’ll have a nurse give you an injection soon. Rest well and try not to overthink."

Su Yanran wanted to press further, but Su's Mother and Su Jiuzhe stopped her. Su's Father followed the doctor out.

"Please brace yourself," the doctor sighed. "Your daughter’s injury... It’s fortunate it happened in winter, and the attacker seemed panicked, but..."

He paused, then continued, "The damage has affected her reproductive system. She may not be able to conceive naturally in the future..."

Su's Father could no longer hold back his tears. He had warned Su Yanran not to act impulsively or be swayed by Mo Jinpeng’s charm.

But Su Yanran had insisted on changing her engagement, and Su's Father had initially thought Mo Xuan’s decision to cut ties was too harsh. Besides, he had hoped for the alliance with the Mo family, so he hadn’t objected.

Now, he regretted his naivety. Mo Jinpeng had not only caused a scandal but had also sought revenge on his daughter!

Su Yanran, lying in the hospital bed, didn’t know the details, but the doctor’s demeanor made her prepare for the worst.

"Mo Xuan, it seems betrayal truly leads to no good end..."

A tear slid down Su Yanran’s cheek as she thought this.

If she hadn’t betrayed Mo Xuan, if she had stayed with him despite her secrets, perhaps her life would have been entirely different.

Mo Xuan’s past affection had led her to believe he would never care about her actions. Over time, she even convinced herself that Mo Xuan owed her.

When Su Yanran had gone abroad to study, she had interacted with other men, though only as friends.

But she could never find the same feeling Mo Xuan had given her.

"You always want what you can’t have, and those who are favored take it for granted."

Once she left Mo Xuan and was no longer the one taken for granted, she began to miss his kindness.

For the first time, Su Yanran wondered if she had been foolish. How could she have been so blind, choosing to hurt Mo Xuan for someone like Mo Jinpeng?

"Yanran, don’t dwell on it..." Su's Mother wiped her tears. "Rest well. You’ve just had a blood transfusion. I’ll ask your brother to get you something to eat. You need to eat something."

"Mom, could you do me a favor?" Su Yanran looked at her mother, her eyes pleading. "Could you call Mo Xuan for me? I want to see him one last time..."

Su's Mother was taken aback, then sighed helplessly. "Yanran, do you think he’ll agree to see you?"

"I don’t know. Just try, Mom..."

Su Yanran knew this relationship had reached its end, destined to conclude without resolution. She also knew she couldn’t win Mo Xuan back.

The way Mo Xuan looked at Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi was even more tender than how he had once looked at her.

"Mo Xuan, this last meeting isn’t to win you back. I just want to tell you that the ones by your side... they’re not worthy of your trust either..."