I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!

The small knife was kicked far away by the woman, and Shi Jia, seeing her means of self-defense gone, could only hang her head in despair, her eyes seemingly filled with hopelessness, as if she had no more attachment to this world. Had she lost everything, and was prison her only fate now?

It was truly painful. Why did it have to be this way? Just a second ago, she was imagining a prosperous life that she deeply desired, and then suddenly, the next person condemned her to hell. If it wasn’t this woman, who else would hate her so much?

Shi Jia racked her brain but couldn’t figure it out. She looked up and said in her last words, "If it wasn’t you, who would it be? I no longer want to drag you down with me. You swear, if it was you, what would you do?"

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"Did you not find me familiar? I’ve been standing here for so long, and you never noticed. Let me tell you, your business plan ended up in my hands; I showed it to my boss, and it was discovered by chance. I bet you didn’t expect that, did you? It’s such a coincidence, destiny is indeed playing tricks on you.

You thought you were selling the business plan to someone else’s house, but it turned out it was still sold to mine. Promise me, be more careful in your next life."

After saying that, Shi Jiao appeared even more incredulous, collapsing to the ground as if unwilling to accept the reality, mumbling, "Impossible, this absolutely cannot be happening. How could I be so unlucky? I have always been very lucky, how could it be so this time..."

As she spoke, tears were visible in her eyes, looking pitiable, yet nobody at the scene felt any sympathy for this woman—who a second ago was prepared to kill with a knife. She looked quite terrifying, and now everyone kept their distance, fearing she might have hidden weapons in her clothes; that would be troublesome.

Wang Xiaocon found it quite amusing; the things this woman had done wrong all led to possibilities. It was all a matter of luck. If the business plan had been sold to someone else, it might not have been discovered until she had left, but they would catch her later to compensate for the losses.

So what if it’s unfortunate that it was sold to his own? It was just a matter of sooner rather than later. Suddenly, Shi Jia seemed to realize something that brightened her eyes, as if she had some hope of being saved. Everyone was slightly surprised, wondering why she had suddenly become composed again.