Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 486 - 43: The Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die

Chapter 486: Chapter 43: The Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die

"For me, you got an early admission to the medical school... why?"

Jiang Ci looked seriously at Jiang Lai, eagerly waiting for an answer.

At this moment, Jiang Lai turned around, and in the "whooshing" evening wind, she spoke earnestly.

"Because it’s my debt to you."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Lai looked into his eyes and candidly told him everything she knew.

"Do you know how my mom and your dad reconnected after so many years since their separation in their youth?"

These were words Jiang Ci didn’t want to hear; he just wanted one answer.

But since the person sitting in front of him was Jiang Lai, he had enough patience to listen to what she was going to say next.

"Because of a car accident."

Jiang Lai pointed at Jiang Ci’s eyes.

"Your eyes went blind in that car accident. The person who hit your car was my dad. At the time, he was driving too fast to take me to the hospital and didn’t notice the traffic lights."

"My dad died, but the debt he left wasn’t repaid, so I’m here to repay it."

Every word was related to him, yet Jiang Ci felt like he was listening to someone else’s story as events from years ago were brought up from Jiang Lai’s mouth, everything feeling like a dream.

Jiang Ci clearly heard something shatter deep inside him.

He looked at Jiang Lai, and the fleeting thought was that her concern for him was just to compensate for the past mistake.

"Just because of this?"

Jiang Lai nodded.

"Yes, I owe you, and I have to repay you."

"What you owe me..."

Jiang Ci looked deeply at Jiang Lai.

"So, you have no other feelings for me?"

"Sibling love? Jiang Ci, don’t tell me you like me."

Jiang Lai’s tone carried some amusement, creating a relaxed conversation environment, yet Jiang Ci felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

"I’ll handle my own eyes. I don’t need your pity and sense of owing."

He didn’t want this forced bond with Jiang Lai; he despised Jiang Lai’s tone of compensatory sympathy.

Jiang Lai seemed unaware of his emotions and continued to look out at the scenery.

"Suddenly, there’s no goal. Ah... how will I spend the coming days?"

Truly boring.

Jiang Lai obviously knew that Jiang Ci had feelings for her, but so what? Whom he liked was his affair. Just because that person was her didn’t mean Jiang Lai had to trouble herself.

After all, she had already compensated him enough.

All these years of hard work were meant to give Jiang Ci a thrilling competition, weren’t they?

He found a direction for struggle and meaning in effort, gaining enough excitement and joy, and finally, he got into his favorite university to study his favorite major and pursued a career he planned to undertake for a lifetime.

How could that not count as compensation?

Anyway, the task progress bar was nearly full.

Just one step away; once his eyes were healed, Jiang Lai could finally relax completely.

So, she chose to study medicine, chose the most relevant major, and continued to work hard with the goal of curing Jiang Ci’s eyes.

Jiang Lai’s excellence remained unchanged in university; she was still the top of her class, described by teachers as someone who could sit on the sidelines and was best suited for scientific research.

In her second year of medical school, Mao Fang passed away.

Everyone was mentally prepared, and with no regrets, Jiang Lai stayed by the bedside to accompany Mao Fang through her final moments.

That task was considered complete because without Jiang Lai, Mao Fang would have left more painfully.

This dignified and gentle departure, how could it not be seen as a form of salvation?

In her sixth year of medical school, Jiang Lai found a cure for Jiang Ci.

During this time, Jiang Ci had already graduated, founded his own internet company, and attained great success within less than two years of entrepreneurship.

In the seventh year of her integrated bachelor’s and master’s program, Jiang Lai went into the operating room.

During her doctoral studies, she was already capable of independently completing surgeries proficiently. When ensuring everything was without any risk, she proactively sought out Jiang Ci.

They hadn’t seen each other for nearly three years; the last time was during the school anniversary event, where they were invited back as outstanding graduates to give speeches.

On that day, Jiang Ci confessed to her, only to be flatly rejected by Jiang Lai without hesitation.

Afterwards, he disappeared.

This time when they met, the bangs that always covered Jiang Ci’s left eye were gone, replaced by short and neat hair, and the eye removed after the car accident was now replaced with a prosthetic eye, whose only function was its appearance.

Even so, his eyes still looked somewhat peculiar.

"What is it? Are you still trying to persuade me to undergo the surgery?"

Jiang Ci guessed what Jiang Lai was thinking, his expression calm, but beneath that steady demeanor was the pent-up oppression and madness of a long-awaited reunion.

He looked at her.

"You haven’t changed at all. Still like you were in high school."

"You’ve changed a lot. Does the prosthetic eye work well?"

"I’m afraid it might scare people, affecting business; it’s not really about its functionality."

With that, he poured Jiang Lai a cup of tea.

"I won’t give you the opportunity to compensate me."

His tone was calm.

"This eye belongs solely to our memory, the pain you’ve brought me ensuring you’ll never forget that I exist in your life."

"Jiang Lai, you don’t love me. Despite me loving you so much, you chose Shen Weizhou, that loser."

The man before her, beneath his cultured and handsome exterior, hid a long-suppressed obsession and sinister nature as he looked at Jiang Lai with a gaze both greedy and cold.

"I hope you’ll always remember how this eye went blind, that you’ll never find peace. My face will be everywhere in the world, so you can’t escape, no matter where you hide."

"Jiang Lai, I hate you for making me love you so much, yet never giving me any chance."

Jiang Ci had always been someone who went to any lengths and had little moral bottom line or sense of right and wrong, following only what he learned from the law growing up, beyond that having little human empathy or compassion.

This brought him enormous success.

But it also left a growing emptiness inside him.

He wanted something to fill the void deep in his soul, so he set his sights on Jiang Lai.

The last two years of high school were the most fulfilling and joyous years he’d ever had, brought to him by Jiang Lai.

She pulled him out of darkness and then mercilessly pushed him back.

He hoped Jiang Lai would suffer remorse for life, but he had underestimated her.

The woman across from him smiled wryly.

"You think too highly of me. My desire to help you has nothing to do with conscience but just finding something to do for myself."

"If you stay blind your whole life, I wouldn’t feel a shred of guilt. Jiang Ci, you don’t even know me, yet you talk of love. How laughable those words sound in my ears."

He actually thought she would harbor guilt.

Unfortunately, Jiang Lai did not.

Not in the slightest.

Upon saying that, she got up, her eyes curved in a smile, looking at Jiang Ci.