Lin Qiutong was taken in for questioning by the police. She knew nothing, and the police could not find any connection between her and Shen Qiwen's escape.
Her attempt to kill Song Qinian was also not substantiated by any conclusive evidence, so they had to release her.
The first thing Lin Qiutong did upon her release was to inquire about Shen Chi Yan's condition. Upon learning that Shen Chi Yan was lying unconscious in the hospital, she rushed to the hospital without even changing her clothes.
"A Yan!"
Song Qinian was reading the day's financial news to Shen Chi Yan. Seeing Lin Qiutong barge in, her expression turned cold instantly. "Get out!"
Lin Qiutong did not leave. Instead, she walked step by step towards Shen Chi Yan. Song Qinian immediately put down the newspaper and stepped forward to block her. "Leave, you are not welcome here."
Lin Qiutong looked at Shen Chi Yan lying motionless on the hospital bed, and suddenly burst into laughter. As she laughed, she started to cry.
She glared at Song Qinian, her eyes filled with fury and hatred. "Song Qinian, you are a true jinx. Ever since you appeared in our lives, first I became a vegetative state, and now it's A Yan's turn... How many more people do you want to harm before you're satisfied? Why aren't you the one in a vegetative state? Why aren't you the one who died?"
Song Qinian's face remained expressionless. "You became a vegetative state because you brought it upon yourself. And Shen Chi Yan's condition, isn't that your fault too?"
"What did you say?"
"You knew very well that Shen Qiwen liked you. For your own benefit, you manipulated him, making him possess your body but not your heart. You transferred all your resentment to Shen Chi Yan. Five years ago, Shen Qiwen didn't succeed in running over Shen Chi Yan, and then he planned that pursuit in the forest. I don't believe you didn't have any suspicion."
Lin Qiutong's face turned pale, then green, her expression extremely unsightly.
She retorted angrily at Song Qinian, "In the forest, Shen Qiwen was clearly going after you! How was I supposed to know he would harm A Yan!"
"Oh? You really didn't know? Then what about what happened at the pier last time? Were you never worried that Shen Qiwen might go mad and use Shen Chi Yan as a shield?"
A flicker of panic flashed in Lin Qiutong's eyes, a sign that her secret had been exposed.
She had indeed guessed that possibility at the time. But back then, she had only one thought: if she couldn't have Shen Chi Yan, she would rather destroy him than let Song Qinian have him.
Yet, when she actually saw Shen Chi Yan collapse, she became immensely frightened, wishing she could tear the already dead Shen Qiwen limb from limb.
Song Qinian looked at Lin Qiutong's shifting expressions and sneered. "Actually, your love for Shen Chi Yan isn't that deep. You just feel that you are superior to me in every way, and you are resentful that Shen Chi Yan fell in love with me instead of you."
"You're spouting nonsense. I love A Yan. No one in this world loves him more than I do! Including you! I would die for A Yan, would you dare?"
Looking at the contorted face of Lin Qiutong, Song Qinian only wanted to laugh. "Anyone can talk big, but it's hard to do."
Saying that, Song Qinian walked up to Lin Qiutong's ear and whispered, "Tell me, what were Feng Wanhui and Shen Qiwen thinking when they died?"
Hearing this, Lin Qiutong's eyes widened.
"Feng Wanhui might have been thinking, 'If only I hadn't given birth to you, or exchanged you and Yu Xin, turning you into someone who would even kill her own mother.'"
She paused, then continued, "And Shen Qiwen might have been thinking, 'My sincere heart has been fed to the dogs. If I could live again, I would never be your lapdog again!'"
Lin Qiutong's face grew even more unsightly.
"Those two people loved you and cherished you the most, willing to do anything for you. When they died, you didn't even bat an eye. How can you claim you would die for Shen Chi Yan? Do you think Shen Chi Yan will be moved by this? Will I feel inferior? Neither... we will only think you are ridiculous!"
Lin Qiutong, overcome with shame and anger, lunged at Song Qinian. "How dare you say that about me?"
However, before her hand could touch Song Qinian, Song Qinian grabbed her arm. Song Qinian squeezed her still-healing arm and pinched it hard. Lin Qiutong's face turned as pale as paper from the pain.
"Lin Qiutong, you have committed all sorts of evil deeds, and everyone has turned against you. Death would be too easy for you. For the rest of your life, you will live in nightmares and pain. Even death will not bring you solace."
Just then, Gao Kunlun entered from outside. Seeing Lin Qiutong, he became instantly enraged. "What are you doing here?"
He shoved Lin Qiutong, nearly causing her to fall.
Song Qinian looked at her coldly and said to Gao Kunlun in a faint voice, "Gao Kunlun, get her out of here. Don't let her dirty Shen Chi Yan's hospital room."
"Yes."
Lin Qiutong was driven out of Shen Chi Yan's hospital room by Gao Kunlun.
Lin Qiutong's mind was filled with Song Qinian's curses. As she stumbled out of the rehabilitation center building, the high sun made her dizzy.
Her vision blurred, and her legs felt weak. She took a step forward, missed the stair, and fell down the entire flight of stairs.
Then, she heard a scream, "Ah... she's bleeding!"
Bleeding?
Who?
Was it her?
But why couldn't she feel any pain?
She couldn't remember what happened next. When she woke up, the doctor informed her that she had miscarried.
She stared blankly for a long, long time, then suddenly burst into laughter. "Haha, Shen Qiwen's child is gone, even better!"
She didn't want the child anyway.
But from then on, whenever she closed her eyes, she had nightmares.
Sometimes it was Feng Wanhui, covered in blood, her body deformed from being hit by a car, looking at her with a mournful expression, tears of blood streaming from her eyes.
"Tongtong, my daughter, Mother loved you so much. I gave you the best living conditions, making you the eldest daughter of the Lin family. Why were you so heartless as to kill your mother? Mother finally reunited with you, and now we are separated by death. Mother misses you so much, won't you come down and keep me company!"
Sometimes it was Shen Qiwen with a large hole in his head, his face pale, his hollow eyes filled with deep hatred.
"Tongtong, I did so much for you. Why didn't you even look at me when I died? I said I would take you away, and I could take you away. I'm waiting for you at the gates of hell, you'll come looking for me, right? Then we'll be a couple in the underworld, and no one can separate us."
Sometimes it was a bloody mass, leaving a trail of red blood wherever it went. It had no features or body, yet it could emit a child's voice, "Mommy, why don't you want me? Why don't you want me? I'm so pitiful, I don't even know what I look like."
Under this torment, day and night, Lin Qiutong went mad!