Chapter 67 Is your belief something really that awesome?

"..."

Su Yao's face drained of color; Fang Ke's provocative words seemed to have nailed her to the pillar of shame.

She clutched her clothes, looking utterly devastated and distressed, and shook her head fiercely at Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan...it's not like that...you know...I'm not..."

Su Yao was on the verge of tears. Fang Ke's words were so offensive and insulting that they were the worst possible slander and humiliation he could inflict on her.

"Yaoyao, don't get agitated, take care of your health..."

Fang Yefan turned and glared fiercely at Fang Ke, his anger reaching its peak.

"Fang Yefan's favorability has rapidly decreased by 100 points, currently at -979, host..."

Little B whispered his worried report in Fang Ke's ear, but Fang Ke ignored him and instead watched the two of them singing in unison, almost wanting to applaud them.

"Miss Su Yao, what's bothering you?" Fang Ke asked, puzzled. "It's such a wonderful thing! If I were you, I'd be overjoyed."

"Fang Ke! Shut up!" Fang Yefan stepped forward, raising his hand as if to slap that smug mouth.

A powerful force suddenly blocked his hand. Jun Yue's face was cold and stern. He grabbed his hand and flung it away, his face showing no politeness.

"You dare to come forward again?"

Fang Yefan laughed, "Where did you find this man? He's really something, he even has the guts to stand up for you."

Fang Ke's expression also turned cold; the slight goodwill she had accumulated from Ye Fan upon first meeting him had been completely wiped out.

Indeed, this person told her, "You disgust me," on their very first meeting.

Fang Ke let Jun Yue step back, then stood up herself and strolled over to Fang Yefan.

Jun Yue frowned and tried to stop her, but Fang Ke just glanced at him indifferently. Jun Yue then lowered his head and withdrew his hand.

Fang Yefan suppressed his disgust and sneered as he saw the person approaching, "Don't project your filthy thoughts onto Yao Yao. She's not like you. I actually thought you'd changed, and I even tried to trust you again. I was so foolish and ridiculous. Last time you were just playing tricks and putting on an act. Thinking about it now, it's utterly disgustingly hypocritical. People like you... will always be like rats living in the gutter... you..."

Fang Ke slapped him so hard that his lips burst open, blood gushing out, and his babbling mouth could no longer utter a single word.

"Is your belief something to be proud of? You think you're so great."

Su Yao was terrified and grabbed Fang Yefan's arm, screaming repeatedly, "Fang Ke, are you crazy! He's your second brother!"

"Get out and yell!"

Fang Ke completely lost his patience, raised his voice, and directly intimidated Su Yao.

In a panic, Su Yao was covered in the mouth and dragged out by two men in white vests.

For the first time, Fang Yefan didn't immediately pay attention to Su Yao's matter. He was stunned by the slap and couldn't recover for a long time.

Fang Ke, the one who always called him "brother" since childhood, listened to him, relied on him, and regarded him as a god, had just hit him with all her might.

He felt no trace of sibling affection in that slap, only the ruthlessness of a complete break from their relationship.

Fang Yefan slowly turned his head, half of his handsome profile was already swollen. He didn't know what expression he could make, so he stared blankly at Fang Ke, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Fang Ke's eyes were icy cold. Fang Yefan was shocked. The woman in front of him, who looked exactly like Fang Ke, was looking at him like a complete stranger!

In the eerie silence, Fang Ke spoke first, uttering those two words with a mocking tone, "Second Brother?"

Fang Yefan's eyes flickered slightly, and then he heard Fang Ke sneer, "You dare to say that? What are you? Get the hell out of here."

Fang Yefan opened his mouth with difficulty, and it seemed as if blood was gushing out of his throat.

He asked hoarsely, "Do you want to sever all ties with me?"

After saying those words, Fang Yefan himself felt a little flustered.

Sure enough, Fang was amused by him.

The woman walked up to him and patted the other half of his face with her slender fingers.

"Dating an idiot really does make you an idiot. How could you have the audacity to say that?"

Fang Yefan wanted to argue, but Fang Ke pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him.

“I just went through my memories. Since Su Yao appeared, you have cursed me no less than fifty times because of her, hit me ten times, and slapped me five times.”

"..."

"Just how despicable do you think I am that I would beg you for peace? I don't know about your Fang family, but at least you, Fang Yefan, have already unilaterally severed ties with me."

"Before, when there was family ties, I could pretend to please you, my good-for-nothing brother. But now that I'm not going to serve you anymore, you can go and lecture whoever you want."

"Get out of my way, don't block my path, you're such bad luck."

Jun Yue shoved Fang Yefan aside, and the man's legs trembled as he slumped into a chair.

Fang Yefan was trembling not because of fear, but because of intense emotions.

He is currently experiencing extreme emotional fluctuations; he is angry, agitated, resentful, and confused.

In the past, when similar things happened, Fang Ke would come to him anxiously to explain that she was innocent, that he had misunderstood, and that she didn't want even her last remaining family member to misunderstand her.

Regardless of whether her words were sincere or not, Fang Yefan could sense that she still cared about his feelings.

But today, he clearly felt that Fang Ke no longer cared about him at all. In Fang Ke's eyes, he was probably no different from a dead person. This was the first time he had this clear understanding.

After Fang Ke left the Fang family, they became complete strangers with no further connection.

What right does he have to lecture others?

Fang Yefan suddenly became short of breath; few people knew that he had congenital asthma.

When he was a child, Fang Ke was always there for him whenever he had an episode.

She would always curl up in his arms and sleep until dawn.

When the sun rises, she will get up and touch his forehead with her hand, then say with delight, "Brother is all better!"

Fang Yefan's brain felt as if it had been suddenly struck hard; as he recalled these memories, his brain began to throb violently.

He looked at Fang Ke, who stood to the side with her arms crossed and staring coldly, and felt an extremely strong sense of distress. He even reached out his hand to call for Fang Ke's help.

Fang Ke just watched coldly as he slid off the chair and fell to the ground, lying there breathing heavily.

Before he passed out, he heard Fang Ke coldly say, "Don't worry about him, he won't die. Let's go."

Fang Yefan's heart clenched violently again as he watched their retreating figures, wondering how things had come to this.

As soon as Fang Ke stepped out, Su Yao rushed up to him, staring at him with red eyes.

"What have you done to Ye Fan! Fang Ke, you'll regret this!"

Fang Ke smiled in a chilling way and whispered in Su Yao's ear.

“If we kill Fang Yefan and you don’t go in and collect his body, you’ll regret it.”

Su Yao's legs went weak, and she leaned against the wall, pointing at Fang Ke with a trembling voice, "You...you...you're a madman..."

Fang Ke raised his face and looked down at her. "Are you satisfied? You found someone to help you vent your anger. Isn't this the result you wanted? Be prepared next time before you provoke me, or you'll suffer a terrible fate. This is my advice to you."

Su Yao bit her lip, completely too angry to utter a word, and watched helplessly as Fang Ke and his group swaggered away.

She clenched her fists tightly, and after Fang Ke was out of sight, she suddenly let out a strange scream to vent her frustration.