"How many times have I told you that you can mess with me however you want but that you shouldn't mess around with those I love?" Yang Zi asked, approaching Zhao Liying who began moving backwards.

"Is making life unpleasant for me and Feng not enough for you, that you had to approach Shiyi? How dare you try to use my best friend against me? What gives you the audacity to blackmail him?" Yang Zi said menacingly. Zhao Liying who was now some steps away from the edge of the rooftop shivered. She was terrified that Yang Zi might push her off the rooftop if she was not careful.

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"I.. I... I did nothing wrong. I only relayed his feelings to you. You are the cruel one for choosing Feng, whom you just met over the guy who stood by you through thick and thin. I wouldn't have resorted to this if you had left Feng just like I told you to," Trembling Zhao Liying tried to justify her action, momentarily turning to check how many steps she was away from the edge of the rooftop. She became even more terrified when she realised that if she took one more step that her back would rest on the shiny iron rod of the rooftop's edge.

Seeing that she was in great danger, she tried to move to the right to leave an escape route for herself, but furious Yang Zi prevented her from moving an inch by pushing her against the iron bar.

She is not gonna push me off the rooftop, will she?

Zhao Liying thought, turning to have a peep of the distance of the rooftop from the ground. She instantly looked away in fear when she saw the great distance. If Yang Zi pushed her down, she was certain she would die in mid-air before her body even touched the hard ground.

"You did nothing wrong?" Yang Zi asked furiously, pressing her even harder against the iron bar.

"I guess I wouldn't be doing anything wrong too, by pushing you off the rooftop, huh?" Yang Zi asked, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"Do you think you will go scot-free if you push me off the rooftop? Hell no! My mum will make sure you rot in the prison...,"

"Staying in prison isn't a bad idea since you will not be around anymore to disturb me or my loved ones," Yang Zi said carefreely, to the astonishment of the scared Zhao Liying.

"You....," Speechless Zhao Liying said, fighting to loosen Yang Zi's grips on her shoulder.

"Did you think I was joking when I told you not to go anywhere close to those I love?" Yang Zi said, putting more pressure around her wrist.

"You have nobody else but yourself to blame for dying in my hands. You wouldn't have died so soon if you had paid heeds to my warnings. Goodbye, Zhao Liying," Yang Zi said nonchalantly. Terrified, Zhao Liying instantly shut her eyes when she heard her words.

She had expected to see herself falling, but she was both stunned and relieved when she realised that Yang Zi did not push her off the rooftop. Instead of pushing her, she released her.

"Don't feel so overjoyed because the next time you try that nonsense again, I won't hesitate from violently pushing you off that rooftop," Yang Zi said coldly before she walked away elegantly.

The panting Zhao Liying stared daggers at the back of the departing Yang Zi as she held her thumping chest with both hands.

"The evil glint in her eyes earlier showed that she murdered people cold-bloodedly not once or twice but so many times. I wonder if Feng knows about this side of hers," Zhao Liying said, resting herself against the edge of the rooftop. Because of the earlier shock, Yang Zi gave to her, her legs were too weak to walk.

Zhao Liying leaned on the wall for about five minutes. She only left the rooftop when her heartbeat returned to normal.

The moment Zhao Liying came down from the elevator, she sighted Yang Zi and Su Jin sitting down, chatting in the resting area.

"Look at her laughing so broadly when she almost murdered me earlier. What kind of vicious being is she that, she could afford to smile after what she did?" Zhao Liying mumbled, walking angrily towards her office.

Hours rolled by quickly and the long-awaited moment finally reached.

At exactly 5th September, midnight, Yang Zi, who was eagerly waiting for this hour, woke up the sleeping Yifeng.

"Happy birthday, Love," Yang Zi said, pecking him on his lips.

"Thank you. I can't believe you stayed awake until this late into the night just to wish me a happy birthday. I feel honoured," Yifeng said, slowly sitting up. He rested his head against the upper edge of the bed.

"Although you pretended not to remember my birthday, I knew that you could not have a wink of sleep that night because of excitement. It is only right that I should be the first person to wish you happy birthday on this special day," Yang Zi said, staring into his eyes affectionately. She could still recall how angry she was back then, thinking that Yifeng forgot her birthday. She wouldn't have been so mad at him if she had known that he had prepared a surprise for her.

"You are right. I stayed awake the entire night because of anxiety. I can still recall the countless times I picked my phone to dial your number just to wish you a happy birthday. I only held myself back because I didn't want to ruin the surprise we prepared for you," Yifeng said, smiling as he reminisced about the past. He couldn't resist the urge to smile when he recalled Yang Zi's expression when she asked him whether he had nothing else to say to her.

"In eight long years, I never celebrated my birthday because of the tragedy that befell me and my sister on my birthday. I always got angry whenever Shiyi and Shui Shui prepared a surprise birthday party for me but, I don't know why I felt so delighted that day when I learned about the surprise party. I felt so happy," Yang Zi said, tearing up.