Madam Zhan was half-stuck on the railing: "Whether it's necessary isn't up to you."
"My son has betrayed me, and my life is meaningless. But if I die, you won't get him either. I won't allow it!"
"Let me go, let me down. You are the murderer who will kill me. Let's go to hell together!"
As she spoke, she struggled forward with even more force.
Fearing she would fall, Jiang Nanfang's hands trembled, but she held on with all her might.
"But I didn't kill you. I'm not afraid even if the police come. Are you absolutely sure you can go to hell with me this way?"
"Of course. There are no witnesses. I don't believe you can explain yourself clearly! Haha, Jiang Nanfang, don't underestimate the resolve of a dying person. You are no match for me!"
It was only then that Jiang Nanfang understood why she had dressed so elegantly to meet her death.
The mink coat was so slippery that she could barely hold onto it, and she was almost losing her grip.
"No! Don't! I promise you, if you live, I will leave Zhan Bei Jue and never speak to him again..."
However, Madam Zhan was determined to die. No matter how much she reasoned with her or pulled her, she still struggled forward desperately.
At the critical moment, Ke Teng rushed over and grabbed one of Madam Zhan's arms.
"Despicable and shameless! You're so old, yet I never expected you to be so wicked, trying to kill Jiang Nanfang this way. No one in the Zhan family is good!"
"Do you think your son is any better? Does Jiang Nanfang have to marry him for life?"
"Let me tell you, there are plenty of people who like him and want to marry her! Even if you die, as long as I'm alive, I won't let anything happen to Jiang Nanfang!"
"If you want to jump, then jump! If you like the idea of dying ugly and shaming your son, then go ahead! See if you can wait for Jiang Nanfang on the road to the underworld!"
She hadn't expected an unexpected obstacle.
Half of her plan was successful, and now a strange man appeared.
Madam Zhan turned back incredulously and glared at Ke Teng.
"Are you her dead lover? Heh, I knew this woman wasn't honest!"
"She's involved with other men outside and is also flirting with my son. It's utterly shameless!"
"Do you still want to die?" Ke Teng asked.
"After you die, we'll join forces against your son. We'll seize all of the Zhan family's assets first, and then take his life. Do you want to see your son end up like this?"
Ke Teng yanked her arm hard.
"If you don't want this to happen, then come down! I think you've really lost your mind to come up with such a disgraceful tactic!"
Madam Zhan quickly calculated the relationship between Jiang Nanfang and Ke Teng in her mind.
If they were truly lovers, she didn't want her son to be manipulated after she was gone.
So, after a few seconds of calm, she turned back trembling and said to Ke Teng.
"No, my stomach hurts terribly, and I have no strength left to get down. Carry me down."
Ke Teng looked at her with disgust: "Then promise me! After you come down, stay away from Jiang Nanfang, and I'll spare your old life!"
"Okay, okay, I promise you, I promise you."
Ke Teng used all his strength to support her left arm and pull her down.
But her body was weak, and she clung to the railing, not daring to move.
"No, I'm scared. Carry me down. My hands and feet are already weak. If I fall, I'll be shattered. Carry me down."
She was like a toad crawling on the railing, her right arm and right leg hanging outside.
Only her left arm and left leg were inside.
Jiang Nanfang was holding the hem of her coat, which was slipping and about to come off.
Ke Teng told Jiang Nanfang to move aside, saying that if he grabbed her left arm and left leg with one hand each, he could definitely pull her down.
"Be careful!"
She could fall at any moment, and Jiang Nanfang didn't want Ke Teng to have any accidents.
Ke Teng nodded at her, and Jiang Nanfang finally slowly let go of her.
Ke Teng leaned forward again, pressing his body as close to Madam Zhan as possible, tightly gripping her left arm and left leg.
"I'll count to three, you let go, and I'll pull you in."
Madam Zhan nodded, trembling all over.
Ke Teng shouted, "One..."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Madam Zhan suddenly wrenched her left leg from his grasp.
Her whole body dangled outside the railing, her hands tightly gripping Ke Teng's neck.
"Let's go to hell together!"
Ke Teng's upper body was instantly pulled out over the railing.
Jiang Nanfang's eyelids twitched, and she rushed to grab Ke Teng.
But as soon as she touched his coat sleeve, Madam Zhan kicked off the wall with her legs and exerted all her strength. In an instant, Ke Teng was flailing as she dragged him down from the rooftop.
Jiang Nanfang felt as if her ears suddenly couldn't hear anything.
Her head spun, and her vision blurred.
She leaned over the railing and looked down, seeing two dark figures floating in the air, one after the other.
Then, in less than ten seconds, two thudding sounds were heard, followed by screams from the courtyard.
"Ah, someone jumped off the building!"
Jiang Nanfang didn't remember how she got downstairs, nor how she returned to the ward.
When she woke up, she was already lying in bed.
The first thing she saw was a blinding white, and no one was around her.
As soon as she opened her eyes and moved a finger, doctors and nurses rushed in.
"She's awake, she's awake."
Immediately after, two uniformed police officers, holding notebooks, walked towards her.
"We are from the Huaxi South Road Branch of the Nancheng Public Security Bureau. We received a report from the hospital that you are involved in a jumping incident. Please cooperate with our investigation."
It seemed it wasn't a dream. Those scenes were real.
The old woman had actually jumped off the building with Ke Teng.
A wave of immense grief washed over her, more painful than when she had learned of the loss of her two children.
Jiang Nanfang's heart ached, her head ached, and she ached everywhere.
She wanted to sit up and find Zhan Bei Jue to question why he had such a vicious mother.
However, her mouth opened, but she couldn't utter a word before she fainted again.
When she woke up again, she was still in the hospital ward.
This time, however, Zhan Bei Jue was by her side.
He was in a wheelchair, dressed in clean clothes, looking as distinguished and handsome as ever.
But he seemed to have aged considerably overnight.
It wasn't the aging from loss of collagen, but an undeniable weariness.
Seeing him, Jiang Nanfang jolted and tried to push herself up with her arms.
However, her body wouldn't allow it. She moved slightly, and except for her head, she couldn't move anything else.
"Where is Ke Teng? How is Ke Teng? Is he awake?"
Zhan Bei Jue slowly shifted his vacant gaze to her face: "You're awake? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Jiang Nanfang had no mood to care about herself now.
If Ke Teng didn't wake up, she didn't want to live either.
"I'm asking you, where is Ke Teng! Where is he now, is he awake!"
"No," Zhan Bei Jue said, his expression unreadable. "Falling from such a high building, it's a miracle if he wakes up."
Could it be...
Tears instantly streamed from her eyes, and Jiang Nanfang wished she could smash her head against something!