Summer City, Mary Hospital, delivery room.

Shen Chuyun lay disheveled on the operating table, her face pale, sweating profusely, her legs wide apart, with blood continuously gushing from her lower body, staining the white sheets red.

In the pool of blood lay a tiny baby, its umbilical cord still connected to its mother. With its eyes tightly closed, face turning purple, it slightly opened its small mouth, its tiny chest slowly heaving.

Shen Mengyun picked up the surgical tools on the table and poked at the baby, sarcastically saying, "Oh dear... My little nephew really has a big life, huh? Despite the heavy dosage of medicine and being a premature baby, he's still alive."

Cold Zhenkai sneered with the corner of his lips, glancing at the baby, "So what if he is alive? He will die soon anyway. A lowly woman like her has no right to have my child, let alone the great-grandchild of our Cold family, hmph!"

Shen Chuyun glared at the two people in front of her, the hatred in her heart growing wilder like weeds, her eyes burning with flames of resentment. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "You won't end well!"

Shen Mengyun laughed shamelessly, "Sister, are you blind? It seems like the ones about to die are you... and your precious son, right? Ake and I are going to live a long life."

Shen Chuyun trembled all over, her fists clenched tightly, nails digging into the flesh of her palms, her teeth grinding loudly, "You dare to do this, aren't you afraid of my father..."

"Oh dear, I'm so scared," Shen Mengyun sarcastically snuggled into Cold Zhenkai, her smile seductive, "Seems like I forgot to tell you that your father is also my father, my biological father."

What?

This adopted sister turned out to be her biological sister!

While in shock, Shen Chuyun heard Mengyun's triumphant voice, "By the way, let me tell you one more thing, Qingyun is also my biological brother. After you die, we can rightfully inherit the entire Shen family."

Even her cousin had turned into a half-brother, Shen Chuyun felt that her and her mother's lives had been a joke all these years, glaring hatefully at the gloating Shen Mengyun!

Suddenly, Cold Zhenkai spoke ominously, "Do you want to see for yourself how your son is going to die?"

Shen Chuyun struggled to get up, but the weakness she felt after the difficult labor was too much. She barely rose before she fell again, only able to shout angrily, "What do you want to do? I warn you..."

Shen Mengyun interrupted her, "Your mother is dead, and my father never thought highly of you. Now you're hanging on by a thread. Who can you warn?"

"Please, I beg you, spare my child..." Shen Chuyun, who had been repeatedly hit, could no longer hold on. She broke down in tears and pleaded with them.

Cold Zhenkai cut the umbilical cord and grabbed the child by one leg, throwing him next to Shen Chuyun. She finally got a glimpse of the baby who had not even cried after birth.

Shen Mengyun patted the little baby's face, "How could I possibly save this little bastard? You'd better take a good look, or else you won't be able to recognize each other as mother and child in the underworld."

The baby's bruised face deeply stabbed Shen Chuyun's heart. She wished she could touch his face and raise him, but she was in no position to save herself, let alone her child. All she could do was watch him step by step towards death.

In her extreme grief, she heard Shen Mengyun saying, "My dear, I'm so smart, am I not? First, I dealt with her dead ghost mother, then gave her a double whammy..."

So her mother's accident was not an accident at all; it was intentional murder. Learning the truth, Shen Chuyun was filled with hatred, "Leng Zhenkai, Shen Mengyun, I will never let you go, even as a ghost!"

In pain, Shen Chuyun felt herself floating off the ground. On the operating table, her wide-open eyes stared like copper bells, and two lines of blood streamed down from the corners of her eyes. She was already dead, her eyes not closed in peace.