Chapter 165: Don’t Look at Immoralities

Chapter 165: Don’t Gawk at Immorality

Not even in two lifetimes had Xiao Yu ever shown a shred of sympathy for any criminal.

In that moment, an uncontrollable heaviness pressed against his chest.

“I suppose you need someone to listen, huh?”

Xiao Yu fixed his gaze upon Gu Yunfeng.

“Blame me—all the blame’s on me!”

Gu Yunfeng sat up on the floor, repeatedly pounding his chest as he rasped, “I’m too greedy, completely devoid of conscience. I robbed someone’s tomb, profited from the dead, and now karma has come back at me… and I never imagined it would hit my wife.”

So typical of a grave robber… Xiao Yu’s expression grew gradually more complex as he let Gu continue speaking.

“Yes, I’m a downright thief—a bastard, a brute. Yet my wife is innocent! What crime did she commit?”

At that moment, Gu Yunfeng was nothing more than a despairing wreck—a hysterical lunatic. “My wife died, her body shattered when they found her. But the doctor said that had she received timely treatment, she would have survived. She would have made it. And yet… she died. Enduring more than ten hours of agony, abandoned, unnoticed, she died in excruciating pain…”

Imagine a person, wracked with pain, waiting for death to come…

Another wave of heaviness hit Xiao Yu’s chest as he sighed inwardly.

“Those bastards—if they caused the accident, fine. Even if they fled, I wouldn’t hold it against them.”

Suddenly, Gu Yunfeng lifted his head, a twisted smile on his face as he laughed and wept at the same time. “But they all got off the car and watched. Knowing full well that someone was gravely injured, why didn’t they call the police? Why didn’t they call an ambulance? Even one phone call, someone coming over would have saved my wife. If only they had done something… she wouldn’t have had to die. Have their hearts been eaten by dogs? Tell me, if it were you, wouldn’t you want to turn their remains into ash?”

Xiao Yu fell silent.

Suddenly,

his phone rang.

“Che Feiting is dead. He struck his head against a hard object, shattering his skull—rescue efforts failed!”

It was a call from Captain Zhao Changshan. “Before dying, he signed a statement taking full responsibility for all his crimes!”

Xiao Yu looked lost as he set his phone aside.

You hit someone and fled. Someone died…

And now, to protect the daughter of the victim, you’re taking the blame and even committing suicide?

No… don’t you know the woman you love?

Is that why you choose to shoulder it all?

To repay the debt owed to them?

After a long pause, Xiao Yu snapped back to reality.

Could it be that the world really operates on karmic retribution?

Was it truly because Gu Yunfeng robbed tombs that his karma fell on his wife?

Jia Yanli didn’t escape; she was poisoned. And Jia Zhen was killed for tomb robbing and his greed?

And Che Feiting, who once hit and ran, ended up falling for the victim’s daughter and committed suicide?

Gu Yunfeng’s quest for revenge, his killings—finally…

An endless wave of icy cold surged within Xiao Yu.

Good is repaid with good, evil with evil. Fate is cyclic.

If you don’t believe it, look up—the heavens spare no one.

Case… closed!

……

A week later,

as the sun dipped low, beside the snack street,

Xiao Yu, having picked up his elder sister after work, leaned against the red flag car.

He smiled broadly as he watched his sister buy milk tea not far away.

He also noticed a guy trying to chat her up.

“Hey beautiful, can I add you on WeChat?”

“I don’t have my phone on me,”

the guy began, “Wait, isn’t that…”

she interrupted, “It’s a brick.”

Silence.

“Got any more lines?”

“Hey beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?”

“I have a husband,” she replied.

Silence.

After listening to their conversation,

Xiao Yu nearly erupted in laughter as he watched his sister return with two cups of milk tea.

“Stop laughing!”

Mu Qingwu stepped in front of Xiao Yu. “You didn’t say anything when someone was hitting on me?”

Xiao Yu chuckled, feigning innocence. “Just curious—what did you tell him?”

Mu Qingwu rolled her eyes at her brother, “I told him I have a husband.”

“So what?” Xiao Yu pretended not to have heard.

Mu Qingwu answered, “My husband.”

“Right on!”

Xiao Yu met his sister’s flirtatious gaze.

“Huh?”

Mu Qingwu’s face flushed as she playfully scolded, “Tsk… you naughty little brother!”

Xiao Yu laughed heartily as he joined his sister in getting into the car to go home.

Once home,

Xiao Yu went to cook. Seeing Mu Qingwu cradling her milk tea, he teased, “Sis, you’ll have to drink less before dinner.”

She replied, “I’m on my period.”

Lowering her milk tea cup, Mu Qingwu added, “Every time it hits, I just crave a hot cup of milk tea. It’s become a habit.”

A silent note in his mental notebook… Xiao Yu quipped while cooking, “From now on, when your time comes, I’ll make sure you get your milk tea.”

“Ha!”

Mu Qingwu’s face lit up, her eyes smiling.

She walked into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around her brother’s waist.

“Sis,”

Xiao Yu teased while chopping vegetables, “Before you met me, had you ever thought about what kind of husband you’d want in the future?”

“Huh?”

With her head resting against her brother’s back, Mu Qingwu hesitated, “He’d probably be very handsome, right?”

“Yeah,” Xiao Yu nodded.

“And he’d have an amazing temperament too?” Mu Qingwu smiled.

“Yes,” Xiao Yu chuckled softly.

……….

“I’m 1.7 meters tall—I figure he should be at least a head taller,”

Mu Qingwu laughed, hugging her brother, “You gotta have your priorities straight.”

“Anything else?” Xiao Yu grinned.

Mu Qingwu shook her head, “That’s all.”

“Then, all these conditions you just mentioned…”

Xiao Yu turned, embracing Mu Qingwu, “Ever notice how familiar they seem?”

“Huh?” Mu Qingwu was taken aback.

Her previous remarks were mere offhand talks—she’d never seriously thought about an ideal partner.

But then…

Handsome, good-natured, tall, with sound values… Mu Qingwu looked at Xiao Yu.

Weren’t the qualities she mentioned exactly those of her own brother?

Xiao Yu gave a light laugh, “Sis, can I ask you something?”

“What is it?”

Mu Qingwu’s face burst into a radiant smile.

“Would you let me be the one man in your life forever?”

Xiao Yu lowered his head, gazing at his sister, “Really?”

“Guess for yourself,” Mu Qingwu teased with a dreamy smile.

Women, truly born to be dramatic.

Though her heart was in it, she kept a stoic face.

“Sis, I’m just playing—don’t be ungrateful,”

Xiao Yu feigned anger, lifting his hand to cover Mu Qingwu’s eyes.

“Then why are you covering my eyes?” Mu Qingwu curbed a smile.

“Because…”

Xiao Yu bent down, “Don’t gawk at immorality.”

“Huh?”

Mu Qingwu was confused, “Wh-what do you mean by ‘immorality’… ugh!”

Xiao Yu pressed his lips against his sister’s.

I’m about to be improper—so don’t you dare look!