Seduced Me into a Deep Fall - Chapter 54

Ling Xi didn’t want to dwell on how Mu Xie had gotten her phone number.

The key issue was that Ling Xi had once again thought of the plan she had previously abandoned—using herself as bait to lure Mu Xie out of hiding and then wiping out the last remnants of the Tian Can organization.

But Song Yi would definitely never allow it…

Ling Xi quickly skimmed Mu Xie’s message again before turning off her phone.

Now she knew where her lost earring had gone.

What bad luck—she had really liked that pair.

Oh well, better to just forget about them and never wear them again.

Within fifteen minutes, Ji Heng entered the room. Seeing how many people were present, she skipped the pleasantries with Song Yi and Ling Xi and immediately began examining Ling Jingqiu with her medical equipment.

During the examination, Ling Yue arrived as well.

Ling Xi was more than a little surprised to see Jiang Yuyang trailing behind her.

The two exchanged a glance.

Ling Xi understood—Jiang Yuyang and Ling Yue had made progress.

Maybe they could even have a joint wedding and honeymoon.

“Aside from some physical weakness, Ms. Ling is in good health. Given her prolonged bedridden state, temporary speech difficulties, incontinence, or irregular sleep patterns are all normal,” Ji Heng explained as she printed out the data and handed it to Qi Zhen, who had been waiting nearby.

“I’ll prepare a rehabilitation plan for you later. Pay attention to her diet. Other than that, just keep her relaxed. The recovery process will inevitably be challenging, but since it’s not paralysis or nerve damage, she will eventually regain full function.”

“Understood, Doctor. Thank you,” Qi Zhen finally let out a sigh of relief.

Hearing Ji Heng’s assessment, Ling Xi also relaxed and pulled Song Yi aside to approach Jiang Yuyang.

“So, what’s the situation?” she whispered to him.

Jiang Yuyang’s ears turned slightly red. “We, uh… we kissed.”

“Wow.” Ling Xi’s eyes sparkled with gossipy delight.

“Hey, nothing else happened yet! Stop asking—I might slip up,” Jiang Yuyang pushed her away playfully.

Ling Yue and Jiang Yuyang’s interactions still appeared natural enough.

But Ling Xi, being her sister, knew her better.

She noticed Ling Yue nearly tripping over her own feet—definitely nervous.

After work, Ling Xi wrapped her arms around Song Yi’s neck and casually probed about Mu Xie.

“What do you think Mu Xie has been up to all this time without showing herself?” Ling Xi had been keeping up with online discussions about Mu Xie.

Most people still believed that since she had dared to expose her own mother, she must be an innocent girl with a strong sense of justice.

Some even supported her enthusiastically, leaving daily comments under her past livestream accounts.

If Song Yi’s suspicions were correct—that Mu Xie had been forced to sell Tian Can’s drugs—she already had a solid foundation of public goodwill.

“Probably preparing for her company’s IPO or something. Her mothers went to great lengths to distance her from the scandal, all so she could bring their products into the open, right?” Song Yi sighed.

“Honestly, their plan is nearly flawless. It’ll be hard to stop. Right now, people think Tian Can’s drugs must be harmful because of the organization’s horrific crimes. But once Mu Xie starts marketing them as ‘harmless new products’—calling them ‘couples’ enhancers,’ ‘must-haves for dating pros,’ or ‘crush magnets’—plenty of people will buy them.”

“Everyone thought it was just a regulating agent. But by the time they realize something’s wrong, they’ll probably already be addicted to the feeling of having high-level pheromones.”

“That sounds troublesome,” Lingxi murmured, her eyelashes fluttering downward.

“Extremely troublesome. And since she’s operating through official channels, it’s nearly impossible to stop her at this stage.” Song Yi feared that by the time they found evidence against Mu Xie, it would be too late—many would already be dependent on those drugs.

The crucial point was that the drug itself contained no addictive substances.

But for those brainwashed into believing pheromone levels were everything, the craving for high-level pheromones would become inevitable.

Once desire took root, eradicating it would be nearly impossible.

The very next day, Mu Xie’s actions confirmed Song Yi’s suspicions.

Mu Xie went live again, publicly announcing plans to destroy the previous drug and replace it with a new formula that could benefit the masses.

Lingxi marveled inwardly.

Now that she’d relaxed, she realized Mu Xie wasn’t so terrifying after all.

They were both ordinary mortals. How much more capable could Mu Xie really be?

“…Xiao Xi.” Mu Xie had truly accepted their reversed positions, pleading only for Lingxi’s return—even if it meant a Lingxi who didn’t love her.

“That’s too intimate,” Lingxi lifted her gaze, perhaps for the first time since her rebirth daring to meet Mu Xie’s eyes so boldly. “You’re not worthy of calling me that.”

Mu Xie trembled again. “Lingxi… I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have driven you to suicide in our past life. Please, can you forgive me?”

Hearing the earnest tone but recognizing the hollow words held no true remorse, Lingxi scoffed.

“Mu Xie, could you forgive someone who killed you?”

Mu Xie slowly raised her eyes, disbelief coloring her expression. “I… I didn’t kill you—”

“But you destroyed me,” Lingxi interrupted. “You locked me away. Severed all my connections to the outside world. I lost friends, family. Did you think that would make me willingly stay with you? Because I had no choice?”

“Let me tell you something, Mu Xie. You overestimate yourself. No sane person could love someone who ruined their life.”

Mu Xie stood frozen, her pupils dilating with shock.

“So… it wasn’t because I’m a natural defect?”

Though her livestream was cut short by moderators, the audience had been substantial.

After the broadcast, Lingxi’s mood soured. Song Yi could only video call while finishing work at the office, delaying her return home.

Coincidentally, Lingxi received a message from Mu Xie—a lengthy one, likely emboldened by discovering Lingxi hadn’t blocked this number.

Lingxi hadn’t kept the contact for conversation. Skimming the message, she froze at its contents: endless professions of longing, love, and regret.

Song Yi frowned deeply at the extensive text before spotting Lingxi’s agreement to meet.

She immediately seized Lingxi’s ear.

“Are you seriously considering something so dangerous?” Song Yi’s anger showed as she tossed her phone aside and pinned Lingxi down.

“Sis… I told you about it, didn’t I?” Lingxi clung obediently to Song Yi, enduring every bite and kiss without protest.

“You’re acting first and reporting later. Sweetheart, you should’ve told me the moment you received her message.”

Song Yi already knew Lingxi too well—just one look at her expression revealed everything.

“You were definitely planning to meet Mu Xie behind my back, weren’t you?”

“I’m sorry…” Lingxi replied guiltily.

Song Yi’s guess was spot on. Lingxi couldn’t even muster a proper explanation.

Song Yi bit Lingxi hard in frustration.

Lingxi gasped. “Ouch, sis… that hurts…”

“Oh, so you do feel pain?” Song Yi couldn’t bear to keep it up and released her, pulling Lingxi into an embrace instead. “If you went alone and got hurt—kidnapped or drugged—it’d hurt a hundred times worse than this.”

She even exaggerated for effect. “Maybe even ten thousand times worse.”

“I know I was wrong, sis… But I did tell you eventually, because I knew I could count on you.”

Lingxi ignored the pain and hugged Song Yi tightly, trying to soothe her angry wife.

But as she stroked Song Yi’s back, the latter suddenly puffed her cheeks, looking even more upset.

“Sis?” Lingxi kissed her cheek. “Don’t be mad, okay?”

“Do you have to go to this meeting?” Song Yi wasn’t angry anymore—just hurt.

Who knew why her wife had such an overwhelming sense of justice, insisting on personally handling the Tiancan Organization matter?

It was obvious this wasn’t something two people could solve alone.

Yet Song Yi couldn’t stay mad at Lingxi. In fact, she adored that righteous streak of hers.

Defeated, she just felt wronged.

“I don’t have to go alone. I can bring Yun Fengzhi and Tan Nijing along.”

Lingxi listed every capable fighter she knew, as if to reassure Song Yi.

Song Yi still frowned. “But you can’t keep them by your side the whole time. You’d still face Mu Xie alone. Baby… you know better than I do how insane she is, right?”

Lingxi rolled her eyes playfully. “I never told her I’d come alone, though.”

That effectively silenced Song Yi.

Lingxi seized the moment to kiss her.

“I’m not planning to throw my life away, sis. But if I can lure Mu Xie out and expose her weakness… why shouldn’t I?” After the kiss, Lingxi gently stroked Song Yi’s hair, her voice soft but firm.

“This situation is dangerous, and someone has to deal with it. Since I have the ability, why not me?”

“I’m just worried…” Song Yi’s eyes glistened as she clung to Lingxi.

Ever since learning Lingxi had taken her own life in their past incarnation, Song Yi had grown even more protective.

She didn’t want Lingxi anywhere near danger.

“Then come with me. I’ll handle this safely.”

Seeing the determination in Lingxi’s eyes, Song Yi finally smiled through her tears. “If you lose even a single hair, I’ll—”

“You’ll what?” Lingxi nipped at her ear. “Hmm?”

Song Yi pulled her down onto the bed. “I’ll be mad at you.”

“For three whole days. No sharing a bed.”

“Deal. I won’t let myself get hurt.” Lingxi readily accepted the “threat.”

Later, Lingxi did inform Tan Nijing about the plan.

Song Yi, meanwhile, rounded up the bodyguards who’d been freeloading for too long. Aside from their captain, Shen Feique, she handpicked two of the best to accompany Lingxi on the day of the meeting.

Yun Fengzhi didn’t participate directly in this operation, but her colleague had changed into civilian clothes and followed in Song Yi’s car.

After thorough preparations, Ling Xi waited at the designated location.

Within five minutes, Mu Xie appeared.

She glanced around before looking at the three people behind Ling Xi, her expression complicated. “Was it necessary to bring three people?”

Ling Xi shrugged. “They’re just my bodyguards. If you don’t want to talk, I’ll leave now.”

As expected, Mu Xie couldn’t bear to let Ling Xi go. “Wait. Bodyguards… fine. There’s no one else, right?”

“Let me help you.” Song Yi extended her arm.

Without hesitation, Ling Xi placed her hand on it.

Then she walked shakily to the seating area.

After reaching it, Ling Xi let out a long sigh.

“Finally managed a few steps.” Walking without support was still extremely difficult.

She had just fallen earlier because she failed to grab the handrail.

“You’ve worked hard.” Song Yi wiped away her fresh sweat.

“I’ve dirtied your clothes, sister.”

Only then did Ling Xi notice the water stains scattered across Song Yi’s chest and skirt.

“It’s fine, they’ll wash out. They weren’t expensive anyway.” Song Yi pinched Ling Xi’s cheek. “Working so hard without telling me? Were you deliberately avoiding me during rehab, thinking I wouldn’t be around at this hour?”

Song Yi had seen right through Ling Xi’s thoughts.

Feeling slightly guilty, Ling Xi shrank into herself.

“Hmm?” Song Yi grasped Ling Xi’s hand.

Ling Xi sighed inwardly. Mu Xie still had feelings for her after all.

“No one else. What did you want to say?”

Mu Xie looked at Ling Xi, tears glistening in her eyes. “Could you… give me another chance? Even if not as lovers, just as friends?”

“If you’ll accept me, I swear I’ll never touch Tian Can Organization matters again!”

“Is that all?” Ling Xi remained unmoved.

Mu Xie trembled momentarily. “If you never intended to give me a chance, why leave me that gift?”

“Why speak to me at the banquet? And leave behind an earring—such an intimate item…”

Had she misread the situation again?

Ling Xi gave her a complicated look. “Because there were things I wanted to know.”

“So… not because you forgave me?” Mu Xie had thought Ling Xi was just unwilling to say kind words with others present.

Ling Xi shook her head. “Mu Xie. I’ve made myself very clear. Both before and at the banquet. I will never forgive you in this lifetime. You ruined what was once a good life for me. Your mother harmed my family and destroyed my home. And took so many innocent lives.”

“All I wanted was a little warmth! Just a bit of love… why couldn’t you give it to me! How am I inferior to Song Yi?”

“Why did you deceive me… and use me? Am I not a living person? Don’t I deserve to be cherished properly by someone?”

After her outburst, Mu Xie truly lost control, brandishing a knife and stabbing wildly toward Ling Xi. When the bodyguards intercepted her, Mu Xie immediately grabbed at Ling Xi’s necktie.

Now a healthy S-class alpha, Ling Xi wasn’t about to let Mu Xie—weakened by daily medication—get close so easily.

With a swift dodge, Ling Xi twisted Mu Xie’s arm behind her back.

Mu Xie struggled with all her might, trying to break free and grab Ling Xi’s hand.

“If you won’t come with me willingly, then I’ll force you to!”

“You’re always like this. Forcing things on others they don’t want, imposing treatment they reject. Mu Xie, could you accept me locking you in a small room for a year?” Ling Xi struggled to restrain Mu Xie, steadily retreating.

“Xi!” At that moment, Ling Xi heard a call.

It was Song Yi. Her strength had increased slightly due to Song Yi’s earlier “threat.”

However, Mu Xie was completely enraged by Song Yi’s voice. “Fine, you actually brought her here!”

Mu Xie blew a whistle, and the people hiding in the shadows emerged.

“Sis! Go back!” Ling Xi panicked now.

She had anticipated Mu Xie might bring people, but she never thought Mu Xie’s men would target Song Yi.

Distracted, Mu Xie successfully countered and closed the distance.

“Even if it means death… I’ll die with you!” Mu Xie had completely lost her mind.

They had arranged to meet on a rarely used bridge.

Now, Mu Xie was pressing Ling Xi down, about to embrace her as they both prepared to jump off the bridge.

Fortunately, the bodyguard finally recovered from the earlier knife wounds and grabbed Mu Xie, trying to separate them.

Ling Xi then raised her hand and slapped Mu Xie.

She didn’t hold back, sending Mu Xie crashing against the railing.

Mu Xie fell backward. A blinding ray of sunlight struck her eyes.

She closed them, and countless memories flooded her mind.

The smile Ling Xi had when giving her gifts during university.

The awkwardness and apology on Ling Xi’s face when she rejected her confession.

The pain of watching Ling Xi grow close to others, driving her mad with jealousy.

And finally, in the last chapter of their story, Ling Xi lying on the ground, wordless hatred in every breath.

Her entire life. Or rather, both lifetimes. What had she even lived for?

Not a shred of love, not a single person. Just that damned organization she never wanted.

How pointless.

Mu Xie gave up struggling and let herself fall from the bridge.

Just as she had imagined countless times before.

Ling Xi had no time to spare for her.

Once free, she rushed toward Song Yi.

Luckily, Yun Fengzhi’s colleagues were with Song Yi and managed to prevent chaos in time.

They also arrested the remnants of the Tian Can organization.

Mu Xie truly lacked foresight—the people she brought were all former confidants hidden by Mu Xunzhi.

Ling Xi threw herself at Song Yi, genuinely terrified and still trembling with tears.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Song Yi was also scared, her hands shaking as she repeatedly checked Ling Xi’s body from head to toe, only calming down once she confirmed Ling Xi was unharmed.

“Let’s go home… We’ll leave the rest to them.” Only then did Song Yi hold Ling Xi tightly, still shaken as she guided her into the car.

They clung to each other for warmth, barely regaining their composure only after arriving home.

Ling Xi happened to receive a call from Tan Nijun, while Song Yi leaned against her silently.

“You found Mu Xie? Can she be charged?”

“Further investigation is needed. But what happened today is enough to charge her with intentional assault.”

Tan Nijun watched the footage sent by her colleagues and felt a chill.

Mu Xie had stabbed multiple times—though the bodyguard blocked every attempt, each strike had come dangerously close to piercing Ling Xi.

Hearing this, Ling Xi finally relaxed completely.

The last member of the Tian Can organization had been captured. Those drugs would never circulate in the market again.

Both she and Song Yi were safe.

Ling Xi looked at Song Yi and finally couldn’t hold back any longer, hugging her and bursting into tears.

“Hey, I haven’t even scolded you yet. Why are you crying already?” Song Yi had planned to give Ling Xi a proper lecture.

She could tell—Ling Xi had deliberately provoked Mu Xie, probably hoping Mu Xie would do something extreme.

“I’m just happy… I’m sorry, sis! There won’t be a next time!” Ling Xi wailed between sobs.

Song Yi couldn’t bring herself to scold her. They had both been through enough today. What they needed now was proper rest.

“What’s wrong with you two? Coming home and crying in each other’s arms?” Qi Zhen passed by the living room and saw her daughter and daughter-in-law sobbing together, finding it odd.

“Mom, Mu Xie got arrested too. We can finally relax completely.” Ling Xi choked out the words between sniffles.

Qi Zhen froze for a moment. “Well… that’s great news. Why are you crying?” She noticed the two were about to kiss and quickly made an excuse to leave, not wanting to interrupt the young lovers.

“Sis… are you mad at me?” Crying, kissing.

Ling Xi clung to Song Yi, her voice trembling with tears, sounding utterly pitiful.

“Do you really think I have the heart to be?” Song Yi pinched Ling Xi lightly.

“But… it’s still necessary.” She tugged Ling Xi along, and the two retreated to their room.

Ling Xi locked the door.

The weight in her heart finally lifted.

Before long, Ling Xi was so exhausted she fell asleep.

Song Yi watched her with a mix of helplessness and affection.

Her beloved wife—spoiled by her own hands.

Even if she dozed off at that moment, Song Yi couldn’t bear to wake her.

After the Spring Festival, Ling Jingqiu was still working hard on her rehabilitation.

She had regained her ability to speak. Ling Xi spent an hour with her every day.

Most of the time, Song Yi stayed by her side, occasionally enduring Ling Jingqiu’s scrutinizing gaze and probing questions.

Meanwhile, Mu Xie’s sentence was handed down. Since she hadn’t participated in the experiments or committed any murders—

What happened in the previous life might as well not have occurred in this one.

Death penalty avoided, but she wouldn’t escape punishment entirely.

After some thought, Ling Xi found time to visit Mu Xie in prison.

Mu Xie sat reluctantly behind the glass. “Ask away.”

She knew Ling Xi’s visit could only mean one thing—she wanted to use her.

“What did you do to Song Yi in the previous life?”

Mu Xie scoffed, her tone laced with something unhinged.

“What else? She was investigating you, so I made trouble for her. Then I pulled her down from her already shaky position as chairwoman. Oh, and the drugs. I couldn’t bear to experiment on you, so I turned to her. She probably broke through to S-rank. Unstable, though. It’s a miracle she didn’t drop dead. Maybe she lived, maybe she died. I didn’t care.”

Ling Xi clenched her fists, itching to punch Mu Xie.

But with guards watching, the only chance she’d had was already gone.

Back then, she’d only managed to slap Mu Xie once. A real shame.

“Then why did you extract my pheromones in the previous life?”

Mu Xie shook her head and laughed, her sanity clearly fraying.

“My mother wanted them. For experiments, I guess. I gave her the data in this life too. She could’ve kept hiding, expanding the Tiancan Organization. But no—she had to push me into the spotlight. I never wanted her job.”

Her eyes held an unshakable desolation.

“I just… wanted a little love.” A kind of love no one had ever given her before.

Even if it was false, Mu Xie had to admit that the affection Ling Xi offered had warmed her heart.

That was why she fell madly in love with Ling Xi.

She never thought there was anything wrong with that.

“You’re pathetic. If you want love, you should first love yourself. You should treat… me well. Not forcefully seize me. Hurt me.”

Mu Jie froze momentarily before bursting into laughter.

The sound sent chills down one’s spine.

“So… so Mother has been lying to me all along.” She laughed at her own foolishness, her own ignorance.

Deceived and bewitched by the closest person.

Ending up like this today—unloved and uncared for by anyone.

She truly deserved it.

Ling Xi couldn’t comprehend her words, couldn’t understand her laughter.

All she knew was that from this moment onward, she and Mu Jie were truly strangers, destined never to cross paths again in this lifetime.

She would never visit Mu Jie again.

Early April found Ling Xi overwhelmed with work, running around venues with Song Yi every day, searching for a host, even rehearsing their wedding ceremony.

Right up until the night before the wedding, Ling Xi was still frantically going over the checklist.

“Stop looking, sweetheart. Even if there’s a problem, pretend there isn’t. Tomorrow will be exhausting.” Song Yi embraced her, trying to lead her away.

“One last time. Just once!” Ling Xi clung stubbornly to her tablet.

“Hey, you two.” Qi Zhen arrived with Ling Jingqiu, ready to “separate the lovebirds.”

“No seeing each other before the wedding night.” Ling Yue was also there, prepared to drag Ling Xi back to her family home.

Ling Xi glanced back at them. Before she could react, Song Yi swept her up in a princess carry.

“Run!” Song Yi jumped into the prearranged car with Ling Xi, looking every bit like she was eloping with her bride.

Ling Xi stuck her head out the window, shouting at her frantic family: “Stop chasing! I’m spending tonight with my wife!”

“Not okay, Xi Bao! You’re getting married tomorrow—you should spend today with family!” Qi Zhen called from the doorway.

“We can do that after the wedding—it’s not like I’m moving far away! When haven’t I been with you guys?” Ling Xi waved dismissively.

As the car started moving, Song Yi pulled her back inside.

“Really not going to deal with it?” Ling Xi suddenly realized she’d left her tablet behind.

“Deal with what? Your time belongs entirely to me tonight.” Song Yi claimed Ling Xi’s lips in a domineering kiss.

In an instant their positions reversed. Ling Xi cupped Song Yi’s face.

Planting a tender kiss on her lips.

“Not just tonight. For the rest of our lives.”

For the rest of our lives, my time is yours.