Mrs. Zhan, half of her body stuck over the railing, retorted, "Whether it's necessary isn't for you to decide."
"My son has already betrayed me. My life is meaningless. But if I die, you won't get him either, I won't allow it!"
"Let go of me, let me down! You are the murderer who will kill me, let's die together!"
With that, she struggled forward even harder.
Fearing she might fall, Jiang Nan Fang's hands trembled with anxiety as she desperately held on.
"But I didn't kill you. I'm not afraid even if the police arrive. Are you absolutely certain you can achieve mutual destruction this way?"
"Of course. There are no witnesses. I don't believe your explanations! Haha, Jiang Nan Fang, don't underestimate the resolve of someone who is about to die. You are no match for me!"
Only now did Jiang Nan Fang understand why she had dressed so elegantly to meet her death.
The mink coat was too slippery for her to grip, and she was almost losing her hold.
"No! Don't! I promise you, if you live well, I will leave Zhan Bei Jue from now on and never speak another word to him..."
However, Mrs. Zhan was resolute. No matter how nicely she pleaded or how hard she pulled, she still pushed forward defiantly.
At the critical moment, Ke Teng rushed over in three quick strides and grabbed Mrs. Zhan's arm.
"Despicable and shameless! To be so old and yet so malicious, trying to kill Jiang Nan Fang this way! No one in the Zhan family is any good!"
"Do you think your son is any better? Is Jiang Nan Fang destined to marry only him in this 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 am alive, I will not let anything happen to Jiang Nan Fang!"
"If you want to jump, then jump! If you like dying an ugly death and shaming your son, then go ahead! See if you can wait for Jiang Nan Fang on the road to the underworld!"
Unexpectedly, someone interfered.
Half of the plan had been successful, and now a 'wild man' appeared.
Mrs. Zhan turned her head incredulously, glaring at Ke Teng.
"Are you her lover? Hmph, I knew this woman was not honest!"
"Having affairs with men outside and then seducing my son, this is utterly shameless!"
"So, do you still want to die?" Ke Teng asked.
"After you die, we will join forces against your son. We will seize all of the Zhan family's assets first, and then we will take his life. Do you like seeing your son end up like this?"
Ke Teng yanked her arm forcefully.
"If you don't want this, then come down! I think you're truly senile, resorting to such disgraceful tactics!"
Mrs. Zhan quickly calculated the relationship between Jiang Nan Fang and Ke Teng in her mind.
If they were indeed lovers, she didn't want her son to be schemed against after her death.
So, after a few seconds of calm, she turned back to Ke Teng with a tremble and said,
"No, my stomach hurts badly. I have no strength to come down. Carry me down."
Ke Teng looked at her with disgust. "Then promise me! Once you're down, stay away from Jiang Nan Fang, and I'll spare your old life!"
"Alright, alright, I promise you, I promise you."
Ke Teng mustered all his strength to support her left arm and pull her down.
But her body was limp, and she clung to the railing, not daring to move.
"No, I'm scared. Carry me down. My hands and feet are weak. If I fall, I'll be smashed to pieces. 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 remained inside.
Jiang Nan Fang was holding the hem of her coat, which was slipping and about to come off.
Ke Teng told Jiang Nan Fang to move aside. He could pull her down with just one hand on her left arm and one on her left leg.
"Be careful!"
She could fall at any moment, and Jiang Nan Fang didn't want Ke Teng to get hurt.
Ke Teng nodded at her, and Jiang Nan Fang slowly let go.
Ke Teng leaned forward another step, pressing his body as close as possible to Mrs. Zhan, firmly gripping her left arm and left leg.
"I'll count to three, you let go, and I'll pull you in."
Mrs. Zhan nodded, her body trembling.
Ke Teng shouted, "One..."
But as soon as he spoke, Mrs. Zhan suddenly wrenched her left leg free from his grip.
Her entire 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 Nan Fang's eyelids twitched, and she rushed to grab Ke Teng.
But as soon as she touched his coat sleeve, Mrs. Zhan pushed off the wall with her legs, using all her might. In an instant, she tossed Ke Teng, dragging him down from the rooftop.
Jiang Nan Fang felt as if everything in her ears went silent.
Her head swam, and her vision blurred.
She leaned over the railing and looked down, seeing two dark shapes floating in the air, one after the other.
Then, within ten seconds, two thudding sounds echoed, followed by screams from the courtyard.
"Ah, someone jumped off the building!"
Jiang Nan Fang didn't remember how she got downstairs, nor how she returned to the ward.
When she woke up, she was already lying in bed.
Her vision was filled with blinding white. No one was beside 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 police officers, holding notebooks, approached her.
"We are from the Nancheng Public Security Huaxi South Road Branch. We received a report from the hospital that you are involved in a suicide case. Please cooperate with our investigation."
It seemed it wasn't a dream. Those scenes were real.
The old woman really had 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 Nan Fang's heart ached, her head ached, and every part of her body ached.
She wanted to sit up and find Zhan Bei Jue to question him about having such a wicked mother.
However, she opened her mouth, but not a single word came out before she fainted again.
When she woke up for the second time, she was still in the hospital ward.
This time, however, Zhan Bei Jue was beside her.
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 a profound weariness that could not be concealed.
Seeing him, Jiang Nan Fang jolted and tried to push herself up with her arms.
However, her body wouldn't allow it. With a slight movement, she couldn't move anything but her head.
"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 Nan Fang had no mood to care about herself now.
If Ke Teng didn't wake up, she didn't want to live either.
"I asked you, where is Ke Teng? Where is he now, is he awake?"
"No," Zhan Bei Jue said, his expression unreadable. "Falling from such a height, it would be a miracle if he woke up."
Could it be...
Tears instantly welled up in her eyes. Jiang Nan Fang truly wanted to smash her own head!