Chapter 130: How About I Offer Myself to You?

Zhou Luoxi was left bewildered by the question. He scratched his short hair, even more confused: "Isn't she Ye Zehong's sister? Aren't you trying to save her? Did I misunderstand something?"

Lu Yao rolled her eyes, rendered completely speechless. If Zhou Luoxi knew that Ye Hua was a wicked and vicious woman, he would surely regret his impulsive rescue.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"You vicious woman, let's go to hell together!"

Sun Ying, unwilling to give up, lunged forward to attack Ye Hua again. However, when she had fallen to the ground earlier, her back had been gashed by a sharp object, and the bleeding was incessant. Weakened by the injury, her strike lacked force, and Ye Hua easily countered, shoving her violently toward the railing.

Sun Ying’s waist slammed into the railing, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. Her vision went black, and a high-pitched ringing filled her ears. Losing her balance, she tipped backward over the edge.

Seeing this, Lu Yao shouted at her in alarm: "Watch out!"

Sun Ying heard nothing. Unable to regain control of her body, she only realized the danger as she tumbled into the void. She clawed frantically at the air, and her hand caught onto a warm palm.

Lu Yao lunged forward, grabbing Sun Ying’s wrist at the very last moment.

Due to the momentum, Lu Yao’s body lurched forward. The strain on her arm muscles was so intense that her vision blurred, and she was nearly pulled over the railing herself.

At this critical juncture, Ye Zehong rushed over and grabbed Sun Ying’s wrist from behind, finally halting the momentum.

Sun Ying looked up at Lu Yao, who was risking her own life to save her, and wept in despair: "Attorney Lu, I retract everything cruel I said about you. You are a kind-hearted person. It’s just a pity that I am not worthy of your kindness. If there is an afterlife, I will never live a life like this again. Even if I am destitute, I will never sell myself."

Sensing Sun Ying’s intent to end her life, Lu Yao gripped her wrist even tighter and cried out: "Ms. Sun, you are still young, you have so much time to—"

Before she could finish, Sun Ying twisted her wrist, struggling to break free. Lu Yao fought to hold on, but in the end, Sun Ying wrenched herself loose.

As she plummeted, Sun Ying offered Lu Yao a faint smile.

"Sun Ying!" Lu Yao screamed as the figure grew smaller and smaller.

It was in vain. Sun Ying had lost all will to live; no matter what Lu Yao said, she could not change her mind.

Ye Zehong covered Lu Yao’s eyes and pulled her into his arms.

Ye Hua ran to the railing, looked down at the empty space, and let out a cold, triumphant sneer. With a look of disdain, she remarked, "That woman’s death was well-deserved. She wanted to die and had the audacity to try to drag me to hell with her—how utterly pathetic."

These words pierced Lu Yao’s ears, sounding bitterly ironic. She glared at Ye Hua with deep hatred, wishing she could tear her to pieces right then and there. Thinking back to how Zhou Luoxi had just saved Ye Hua, she turned a furious, piercing gaze toward him, frustrated that he was so oblivious to the situation.

Feeling the heat of Lu Yao’s anger, Zhou Luoxi involuntarily took a step back.

Ye Hua, however, seemed to be in high spirits. She trotted over to Zhou Luoxi and said with a coy, bashful air: "Sir, you are my savior. If you hadn't stepped in just now, I’m afraid it would be me who had met my end."

With that, she shed her previous demeanor, acting like a shy, lovesick girl. Blushing, she latched onto Zhou Luoxi’s arm, rubbing against him with a seductive tone: "Such a great favor—how about I repay you with my own body?"