Chapter 55: Special Gift

White Snake’s words made Far’s body tremble violently. After a while, Far slowly raised his head, looking at him with a complex expression.

"If I die, will you forgive me?" he asked.

"Yes."

Although White Snake didn’t truly feel this way deep down, he still stubbornly nodded.

What happened next threw White Snake into a sudden panic. With a look of absolute resolve, Far grabbed the fruit knife on the table and plunged it into his own chest without hesitation.

"Far!" White Snake shouted loudly, striding forward to stop him, but he was a step too late. He could only watch helplessly as the sharp fruit knife pierced Far’s chest, bright red blood gushing out.

"What happened? Far!"

Ye Xuan, who had been smoking at the door, heard the commotion and pushed the door open to check on them. He was startled by the scene before him. He had been waiting outside specifically because he feared the two might let things get out of hand. That way, if a fight broke out, he could intervene in time. He never expected Far to do something as stupid as committing suicide!

"Like... like this, can... can you forgive me now?" Far leaned against White Snake’s shoulder, his face pale. A smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes were filled with relief.

He had harbored this thought for quite some time, and today, he finally found the courage to take this step. He would soon be able to see Bell. He was truly happy.

"You!" White Snake was choked with anger. He never imagined Far would actually try to kill himself. What he said earlier was purely out of spite. His sister had traded her life for this man; even if just for her sake, Far was supposed to live a good life!

"I won’t forgive you! If you die, I definitely won’t forgive you! Your life was given to you by my sister. Without her permission, what right do you have to die? Far, I’m telling you, you must live! Even if you die, I will go to Yama Hall and drag you back!"

Under these circumstances, White Snake couldn’t muster any more resentment. He spoke sternly as he rushed the dying Far to the emergency room.

"COUGH, COUGH... Then, then I’ll just go ask Bell myself..."

After saying this, Far smiled and closed his eyes.

Ye Xuan and White Snake were both in a panic. After wheeling him into the emergency room, they paced anxiously outside the door. White Snake, in particular, kept walking back and forth in the corridor, his expression frighteningly grim.

"Is this the result you wanted?" Ye Xuan asked, sitting on a bench and looking at the thoroughly panicked White Snake.

"Dragon Chief, you shouldn’t have let him come to Jianghai City. You know how I feel about him..." White Snake looked at Ye Xuan with some frustration, wanting to say he hated Far. But for some reason, the hatred that had filled his heart had now vanished into thin air, and his voice abruptly stopped.

"Sigh, wouldn’t it have been better to see your own heart clearly earlier, instead of letting things reach this point? Don’t worry, Far will be fine. When he comes out, I hope you two can truly shake hands and make peace. I need you both, so this knot between you must be untied." Ye Xuan patted White Snake’s shoulder and spoke earnestly.

White Snake’s eyes flickered. He pressed his lips tightly together and said no more. Ye Xuan knew that he had truly listened this time. The heavy stone in his heart was finally lifted, and now his only concern was Far’s safety.

That guy was incredibly ruthless to himself. A fruit knife dozens of centimeters long, plunged three or four centimeters straight in—who knew if he could pull through this time. This was absolute nonsense! If he died, how would he explain this to his master?

Time ticked by. After six long hours of emergency treatment, Far was finally out of danger and transferred to the ICU for observation.

Ye Xuan had originally planned to use Far to set up a trap at Elder Yang’s birthday banquet, but given the current situation, he had to make other plans. And the promise to act as Yang Bingyu’s male companion now had to be fulfilled by Ye Xuan instead.

Soon, the day of Elder Yang’s birthday banquet arrived.

Almost all the dignitaries and prominent figures of Jianghai City attended the celebration, and the gifts they brought piled up like a small mountain. All kinds of treasures were displayed as commonly as cabbages, competing with one another. Everyone wanted their gift to be the most dazzling and eye-catching offering at the banquet.

"Bingyu, I wonder what gift you brought for Grandpa. Why don’t you take it out and let everyone have a look?" Yang Jie, who had finally been lifted from his grounding by Elder Yang, looked at the gift box in Yang Bingyu’s arms and asked with a curious face.

This time, in order to win Yang Zhennan’s favor, he had specially sent someone to the East Sea to find a Dongzhu. This pearl was five centimeters in diameter, making it the largest natural Dongzhu in the world. He had spent a fortune to buy it. It would definitely crush all the other gifts and let him steal the show at the birthday banquet.

"The gift naturally has to be opened by the birthday boy himself. After we offer our birthday wishes later, you’ll naturally see it," Yang Bingyu replied.

She knew exactly what Yang Jie was up to. He just wanted to compare his gift with hers to show off how precious his was. Perhaps in terms of price, Yang Bingyu’s gift couldn’t compare to Yang Jie’s, but her gift would be much more appreciated by Elder Yang. After all, it was a gift tailored to his interests. Elder Yang would probably grin from ear to ear when he saw it.

"Heh, that’s what you say, but could it be that your gift is too embarrassing to show? Don’t tell me it’s another hand-knitted scarf, or longevity noodles you cooked yourself?" Yang Jie clearly didn’t want to let Yang Bingyu off so easily. He let out a mocking laugh and deliberately spoke loudly.

In earlier years, when Yang Zhennan celebrated his birthday, Yang Bingyu would personally make a gift for him. Many of them were just little trinkets, which were truly cheap compared to the gifts from the rest of the Yang Family. Because of this, Yang Bingyu was often mocked by the others. So this year, she changed her strategy and decided to find a gift that was both meaningful and valuable.

"Although my scarves and longevity noodles can’t compare to your gold, silver, and jewels, Grandpa likes them. What can you do about it? It’s just sour grapes. I can’t be bothered to waste my breath on you. I’m going to wish Grandpa a happy birthday." Yang Bingyu cast a disdainful glance at Yang Jie and retorted mercilessly.

With that, she held the gift box, linked her arm through Ye Xuan’s, and went to find Yang Zhennan, leaving a livid Yang Jie standing in place.

"Damn it, you bitch. You’re not even a true member of the Yang Family, yet you dare to be so arrogant. Let’s see what kind of good stuff you can pull out!" Yang Jie spat viciously, glaring at Yang Bingyu’s back.

"Bingyu, how is your relationship with this Yang Jie?" Noticing the resentful gaze behind them, Ye Xuan’s eyes shifted thoughtfully as he looked at Yang Bingyu.

"None of your business."

Yang Bingyu was still angry and had no desire to speak to Ye Xuan whatsoever. If Far hadn’t been injured and hospitalized, she would never have let Ye Xuan be her male companion.