A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1695 - 365: If Heaven Wants You Gone, I Won’t Stop It

Chapter 1695: Chapter 365: If Heaven Wants You Gone, I Won’t Stop It

Fu Bai looked at Dongfang Yi with a hint of pity in his eyes. As a woman, reaching this point is truly pitiful, but who told her to commit so many wrongdoings before? Thinking about it, he felt relieved. People, in the end, must take responsibility for their actions.

"If Qinghan is willing..." she said with a bashful look.

"Haha..." Yun Ya couldn’t help but laugh. The sarcastic laughter was so harsh to Dongfang Yi’s ears that her face turned slightly pale, her teeth clenched tightly, and she barely managed to stop herself from losing control.

"Alright, Sister Yi, why don’t we play a game? If you win, you can make any request, even asking Brother Pei to marry you. I can help you make that happen. But if you lose, sorry... we’ll meet again in the next life."

Now Dongfang Yi had no way out. She could only press on with a tough face. She didn’t believe Ji Yunya would dare do anything to her, not with Pei Qinghan still here. She wouldn’t dare...

"Alright, I’ll play with you."

Yun Ya snapped her fingers: "I like straightforward people like Sister Yi. Bring it in."

Ah Yun came in carrying two glasses filled with water, placing them on the coffee table in front of the two of them. The glasses were transparent, and both were identical, even the water level was just right—it was impossible to tell them apart.

"In front of us are these two glasses of water; one is water, the other is poison. Each of us picks one, with a 50% chance each. How about it? Isn’t it fun?"

Dongfang Yi looked at her in disbelief. Crazy!

"I’ll let Sister Yi pick first," Yun Ya said with understanding.

Dongfang Yi was about to say "you pick first" when she suddenly stopped. Both glasses were prepared by Ji Yunya. She must know which one is water and which one is poison. If she let Ji Yunya pick first, wouldn’t she be dead for sure?

If she picks first, there’s still a 50% chance of survival.

Thinking this, she didn’t hold back, hesitating between the two glasses, and finally picked the one closest to her: "This one."

Yun Ya raised her eyebrows slightly, "Sister Yi, are you sure?"

Noticing Yun Ya’s eyes flicker, Dongfang Yi suspected a trick, and quickly switched to the other glass: "This one...."

Yun Ya suddenly laughed and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This small action was noticed by Dongfang Yi, who felt secretly delighted. She finally knew which one was the water and which one was the poison.

Ji Yunya, just wait for your end.

No... Ji Yunya is so smart, what if she’s deliberately acting?

Dongfang Yi became unsure.

"Sister Yi, are you sure it’s this one?" Yun Ya asked, smiling.

Dongfang Yi was certain Ji Yunya was acting, believing the one in her hand was the real water. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"This one." Dongfang Yi lifted it, looked at the other glass, and smiled, "Miss Ji, let’s drink together."

Yun Ya frowned slightly, but didn’t reach for the glass; instead, she said, "Sister Yi, don’t you want to reconsider? Once you drink it, there’s no turning back."

Dongfang Yi was more certain it was water, thinking Ji Yunya was outsmarting herself.

"This is the one. I accept the outcome, and even if I die, there’s nothing to regret. But what about Miss Ji? Are you afraid?"

Yun Ya bit her lip, "Alright then." She hesitantly picked up the glass.

Pei Qinghan furrowed his brows and reached out to grab Yun Ya’s glass. Yun Ya smiled and said, "Brother Pei, if you’re thirsty, let Xiao Bai pour you some water. You can’t take mine."

Seeing Yun Ya’s intelligent and witty eyes, Pei Qinghan suddenly smiled, leaned back into the sofa, and watched her with arms crossed.

He underestimated Yun Ya’s cleverness; Yun Ya was never one to suffer losses.

Yun Ya raised the glass of water slowly to her lips.

Dongfang Yi’s eyes flashed as she suddenly spoke: "Wait."

Yun Ya raised an eyebrow, eyes quickly glinting with a fleeting light.

She gazed back with a gentle smile: "What’s wrong?

"I want your glass." Dongfang Yi pushed the glass in front of Ji Yunya.

Yun Ya frowned slightly: "Sister Yi, you...."

Dongfang Yi raised her eyebrows high: "Didn’t you just say I could choose? Are you afraid now?"

Ji Yunya had too many tricks; everything earlier was just an act. She was now convinced the glass in Ji Yunya’s hand was the water; otherwise, Pei Qinghan wouldn’t be so at ease.

And the glances they exchanged earlier, did they think she was blind?

Ji Yunya, no matter how clever you are, today I’m going to make sure you have no place to die, because this is what you brought upon yourself.

"Who’s afraid?" Yun Ya replied, pushing the glass back, "Since you want this one, I’ll give it to you. Hope you won’t regret it."

Saying this, she picked up the other glass, paused just as her fingers were about to touch it, and frowned slightly—an unintentional small gesture clearly captured by Dongfang Yi, who couldn’t help but smirk.

She lifted the glass and brought it to her lips, smiled, and said, "Miss Ji, see you in the next life." Even in the next life, or the one after, she never wanted to see her again, and if they met, she would always be her defeated opponent.

"Sister Yi, that’s your choice. Remember, when you get to the Underworld, don’t blame me...."

She was still trying to provoke her, but unfortunately she no longer fell for it.

"I’m leaving this phrase for you."

With that, the two of them raised their glasses and drank the water in one gulp.

Dongfang Yi didn’t see, but Yun Ya’s raised gaze was full of mocking laughter.

"Miss...." Ah Yun was a little nervous because even she didn’t know which one was water and which was poison...

Pei Qinghan’s hand, resting on his knee, subconsciously clenched, his gaze fixed on Yun Ya’s profile.

"Bang," both glasses were placed back on the coffee table simultaneously.

Dongfang Yi lifted her sleeve to wipe her mouth, smiling as she looked at Ji Yunya, waiting to see her die in front of her.

Yet, she saw that young girl elegantly and gracefully accept the handkerchief Ah Yun handed to her, wiping her mouth, her every movement exuding a delightful elegance and nobility, like a picturesque poem.

Before Dongfang Yi could revel in victory, her face froze, and she suddenly raised her hand to clutch her chest, looking in disbelief at the composed young girl in front of her.

Yun Ya smiled lightly and looked up: "Sister Yi, I gave you a chance, but alas, if the heavens want to claim you, there’s nothing I can do."

"You...." Dongfang Yi’s face twisted visibly, turning pale and blue as she lunged fiercely at Yun Ya, but as soon as she stood, her body swayed violently, and a gush of blood spurted from her mouth.

Yun Ya, unfazed, said calmly, "Isn’t this taste familiar? Not long ago, you ordered someone to put it in my tea. Today, I’m simply returning it to you in full."

She had said, she bore grudges; everyone who owed her, she would remember in full detail, not avoiding, just waiting for the right time.

Yun Ya slowly walked to her side, savoring her grotesque grimace: "This adjusted potassium cyanide solution won’t kill immediately, but will erode one’s will with painful torment. Through countless experiments, I’ve timed it perfectly—exactly half an hour. Sister, would you like me to accompany you for a chat in this last part of time?"

Her voice was as gentle as water, as beautiful and moving as a folk tune, yet Fu Bai suddenly shuddered.