The Fake Heiress and Her Five Villainous Brothers - Chapter 95

Chapter 95

On the sofa, Yuan Luoyi leaned against Yuan Si, her eyes tightly shut, breathing shallow and even.

After a significant blood loss, he was somewhat tired, yet didn’t want Yuan Luoyi to slip from his control.

So, he chose to rest on the sofa for a while. Though thin, his frame was still large, the sofa too small, with Yuan Luoyi sitting beside him.

To fit himself in, he had to curl up, his long legs folded together, ankles hanging over the sofa’s edge, head pressed against Yuan Luoyi, his black locks spilling onto her clothes.

The slightest movement from Yuan Luoyi would wake him, his large hands like eagle talons, swiftly shooting out to clutch her arms tightly.

He knew this grip would pain his sister, but he did it anyway.

Yuan Luoyi recognized clearly that Yuan Si had gone astray, unlike other brothers enthralled by slaughter or unable to control emotions and behavior.

Lacking motivation since childhood, he had become obsessed with Yuan Luoyi, completely lucid, the ideal heir of Yuan Jianghai – cruel, selfish, resorting to any means to get what he desires.

Enduring the agony of losing his sister, teetering on death’s brink, holding on by a thread, Yuan Si sprang back to life, heart soaring, upon seeing the 11-year-old Yuan Luoyi, shamelessly exposing his dark side.

If other brothers came for Yuan Luoyi, Yuan Si would undoubtedly kill them.

So, until now, Yuan Luoyi hadn’t asked him about the whereabouts of her second and third brothers.

“Ah…”

Sighing deeply, Yuan Luoyi didn’t know what to do.

Yuan Si and she had formed a strange symbiosis. When she left again, she didn’t know what he would become.

Looking down, Yuan Luoyi noticed some of Yuan Si’s hair had tangled into a knot, likely from when she had rubbed and messed up his hair while drying it earlier.

Hooking the strands, she slowly untangled the knot, separating the matted hair, using her fingers like a comb to run through the icy yet soft locks – much better now.

Studying Yuan Si’s face carefully, he was handsome and youthful, yet an air of decadence underlined his bearing. When gazing elsewhere, it was with indifference, but when turning to Yuan Luoyi, his eyes were filled with a terrifying obsession…

Looking out the window, it was deep into the night, but the sky held no stars, only a blackish-gray hue.

Yuan Si’s villa sat on a picturesque mountainside, the glass offering a view of the orange-lit city below, the affluent areas ablaze while the poor districts remained dim.

Here, the divide between people had grown immense.

On the glass table nearby lay newspapers; Yuan Luoyi decided to search for useful information during this time.

She reached for them but they were a bit too far, just this slight movement rousing Yuan Si.

He still lay on his side, but his hand gripped Yuan Luoyi tightly, his gaze sinister: “What are you trying to do?”

“I wanted to look at the newspapers,” Yuan Luoyi explained.

Propping himself up on the sofa, Yuan Si wearily rose, still somewhat weak, his body swaying slightly as he rubbed his throbbing temples, brows furrowing.

Yuan Si handed Yuan Luoyi the newspapers from the glass coffee table, then went to retrieve more books and papers from a cabinet, piling them before her.

“Read,” he said.

Yuan Si curled up on the sofa again.

Yuan Luoyi relaxed, even though her fourth brother had gone astray, he still tried to care for his sister.

“Rustle, rustle!”

Yuan Luoyi flipped through the newspapers, most information useless, either hard advertisements or soft ones.

After searching for a while, Yuan Luoyi finally found the news she wanted in a corner.

The headline read: “Commemoration of Famous Singer Xiao Hua’s Death, 5 Years On”

Turning the page, Su Xun’s photo appeared.

Grown up, she was very beautiful, with delicate features and a sweet, gentle smile befitting a refined lady. But Yuan Luoyi, having known Su Xun closely, recognized this as her fake smile, her eyes crying.

The newspaper wrote:

“The Su family remains cursed, its members either missing or committing suicide. To this day, the reason for popular idol Su Xun’s suicide remains a mystery.”

Yuan Luoyi confirmed that besides the Yuan family and the Ye family where Zhen Qianjin was, the Su family had also been annihilated.

Time-wise, it seemed the Su family was the earliest to be wiped out. According to reports, Su Xun died just after graduating from middle school…

“Ring, ring!”

The phone rang. Yuan Si picked it up, glanced at the message, then set the phone down. He slowly crawled off the sofa, stretching his arms out in a languid yawn before drinking some water.

After this brief rest, Yuan Si seemed slightly more energized, at least not swaying anymore.

“Fourth brother, do you know about what happened to the Su family?” Yuan Luoyi asked.Ch𝒆êck out l𝒂t𝒆st 𝒏𝒐v𝒆l𝒔 on nov𝒆l/bin(.)c𝒐m

“Their family, ah… has pretty much disappeared, hasn’t it…” Yuan Si replied.

“The Su family used to be in the insurance business and even received funding from the Yuan family. Why did they go bankrupt so suddenly?”

“Their credibility collapsed. The Su couple used big data to screen clients. At first, it went very smoothly and they made quite a bit of money. But later, people realized the ones they were selecting were all poor.”

This aligned with Su Xun’s own findings from her investigation.

They sold health insurance, and illness often ensnared the poor. For maximum profit, the Su family naturally wouldn’t let them buy insurance.

Eventually, the truth came out, facing immense public criticism. The Su couple jumped to their deaths.

However, the current outcome of the entire Su family’s demise was highly abnormal, as if an invisible force was orchestrating everything.

Yuan Luoyi wanted to ask more, but Yuan Si swiftly changed into new clothes, apparently preparing to go out.

Cheerfully, he told Yuan Luoyi, “I’m so happy you came back. I’ve prepared a banquet for you; they’ve all arrived and are just waiting for us.”

Yuan Si placed his hand on Yuan Luoyi’s shoulder. “You’ll definitely enjoy it.”

Leading Yuan Luoyi to the door, he unlocked it with his fingerprint. Outside stood a large group of men and women who, upon seeing Yuan Si, grew ecstatic, respectfully bowing.

They were Yuan Si’s followers, always ready to kill for him.

Yuan Luoyi could see the utter loss of sanity in their crazed eyes as they worshipped Yuan Si like a deity.

Now, the deity’s sister had returned, and they gazed at Yuan Luoyi with the same revering eyes.

Yuan Si bent down and whispered into Yuan Luoyi’s ear: “My dear sister, it is time to show your dark side.”

He laughed deeply, his tall figure looming over Yuan Luoyi, like the ancient serpent of myth tempting Eve, evil, mysterious, yet irresistible.

He wanted the pure, flawless life to fall from the beautiful Eden into the human world.