"That's right! From now on, we'll beat you up every time we see you!"

The crowd stared at her with disgust and mocked her.

Zhang Xuehui could no longer bear it. She turned her head, covered her head, and with tears in her eyes, quickly fled the place.

She used to live the life of a wealthy and noble young lady, but in the blink of an eye, she became a rat that everyone wanted to beat.

This huge gap was unacceptable to her, and she broke down completely.

...

Zhang Xuehui stumbled and fled, crying for a long time until her voice became hoarse. She wiped her tears haphazardly and forced herself to calm down.

Now, she alone cannot deal with Su Wantang.

She needs to find a helper!

Zhang Xuehui thought of Song Qiang—

Song Qiang had confessed his feelings to her many times before, treating her like a goddess and obeying her every word.

Previously, Song Qiang followed her instructions and stayed with Su Wantang, with the aim of getting the location of the treasure cave from Su Wantang.

She should go to Song Qiang now; Song Qiang will definitely help her!

Zhang Xuehui ran all the way to Song Qiang's house. During this time of constant travel, her heels were rubbed raw by her shoes, and blood seeped out. The soles of her feet were also blistered and burning painfully.

"Song Qiang! Open the door!"

Zhang Xuehui's feet ached so much that they felt like they didn't belong to her anymore. She pounded on the door and shouted.

Song Qiang pushed open the door and saw Zhang Xuehui standing disheveled outside. His expression darkened slightly. "Why are you here?"

"I'm exhausted. Please let me in for a drink of water and a rest." Zhang Xuehui was listless with exhaustion.

Song Qiang looked her up and down, but had no intention of letting her into the house. "You can talk here."

Zhang Xuehui stood there, stunned. "Are you saying you don't want me to come in? Can't you see how tired I am?"

"Song Qiang, you didn't treat me like this before!" Zhang Xuehui sneered.

"You know that was before." Song Qiang clicked his tongue. Back then, Zhang Xuehui dressed exquisitely like a young lady. Who wouldn't like her?

But now Zhang Xuehui is disheveled and looks like a crazy woman, where is her former exquisite and beautiful appearance?

“Zhang Xuehui used to be a pure and innocent young lady, but now your messy affairs have spread far and wide. You’re just a slut that everyone despises.” Song Qiang’s eyes were icy.

“You…” Zhang Xuehui’s face turned pale, and her scalp tingled.

Song Qiang's words were like the sharpest knife, stabbing her heart hard!

For a moment, she felt as if she had been slapped hard in the face, extremely embarrassed.

"Am I wrong?" Song Qiang was too lazy to argue with her anymore. "Now your father is a scoundrel who messes around with women, a lowly intellectual, and has been sent to the countryside for reform. Your mother has embezzled and misappropriated public funds and is an enemy of the country and the people. Your whole family is despised and cursed. Wherever you go, people will talk behind your back. Everyone who sees you will have to go out of their way to avoid you."

People are realistic, and Song Qiang is no exception.

Song Qiang used to like Zhang Xuehui's aloof and elegant demeanor, and her good family background. But now, Zhang Xuehui has nothing left, and getting involved with her would only bring him trouble. So why does he still like her?

Cut ties with her immediately and never see her again.

To avoid implicating myself.

"You..." Zhang Xuehui never expected that the man who once loved her and said he would marry no one but her would hurt her so deeply. She raised her hand to slap Song Qiang hard.