"Once upon a time, there was a wealthy family who had a daughter, but the baby was switched at birth by the family's servants..."

Yang Qiaoqiao slowly told Jiang Yong'an about her past life, giving it a different background and story.

When Jiang Yong'an first heard Yang Qiaoqiao speak, a cold smile crept onto his lips.

However, he didn't stop Yang Qiaoqiao from continuing. He just listened with a disdainful expression while drinking his wine one sip after another.

It wasn't until the very end, when they learned that the real heiress was seriously ill and wouldn't live much longer, that the fake heiress risked her own life to kill the real heiress.

He sneered, "The people in your story are really stupid!"

"Are you talking about which character in the story is stupid?"

Yang Qiaoqiao asked him.

"Tch!" Jiang Yong'an scoffed disdainfully, "Everyone's an idiot."

That real heiress is stupid. She knows her parents and brother don't like her, yet she still supports them and lets them leech off her.

Those parents and brothers are stupid too. Their own daughter and sister are so successful, but they don't know how to treat her well. Instead, they hurt her feelings for an imposter.

That fake heiress is even more foolish. With her adoptive parents and brother around, if she just spoke sweetly and obediently, the real heiress could easily give her a little something, enough for her to live a life of luxury. But she insists on going against people.

In the end, she even took someone's life; she deserved to be beheaded!

"Burp~~" Jiang Yong'an finished his analysis and let out a drunken burp.

Yang Qiaoqiao lowered her head and smiled bitterly, saying, "They are indeed all quite stupid."

Jiang Yong'an frowned and glanced at the gate of the dilapidated temple, then looked at Yang Qiaoqiao and asked, "Why hasn't Huo Beixiao arrived yet?"

Yang Qiaoqiao gave a wry smile and said, "He probably won't come."

"How is that possible?" Jiang Yong'an stood up agitatedly. "Who in the entire Yun County doesn't know how loving you and Huo Beixiao are? I left him a clue and even said that if he didn't come, I would kill you. How could he not come?"

Yang Qiaoqiao shook her head with a wry smile and said, "Didn't your older brother tell you that Huo Beixiao and I are already divorced?"

Jiang Yong'an looked at Yang Qiaoqiao and said sarcastically, "Don't try to play tricks on me."

Do you think I don't know you said that on purpose to protect Huo Beixiao?

Your divorce from Huo Beixiao was just a show for Ranran, a scheme to manipulate her. I don't believe Huo Beixiao could truly abandon you.

Yang Qiaoqiao looked at Jiang Yong'an with bitter eyes, "In the story I just told, even the real heiress's own parents and brother could abandon her. I have no relation to Huo Beixiao now, so why can't he abandon me?"

"Since you left him a clue, with Huo Beixiao's intelligence, do you think he wouldn't see that it's a trap? Do you think he would jump into a trap and die for my sake?"

Jiang Yong'an had never considered that Huo Beixiao might not even come.

But now that Yang Qiaoqiao has said this, he suddenly has some doubts.

After Yang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, she gave a bitter smile, "I'm probably like that real heiress in the story, born a cursed loner, with no family ties..."

Upon hearing Yang Qiaoqiao's words, Jiang Yong'an frowned slightly, a flicker of emotion crossing his eyes.

However, he quickly became ruthless. He even got up impatiently and kicked Yang Qiaoqiao, saying, "Stop making veiled accusations here. If you hadn't been such an ingrate and killed Ranran, I wouldn't have bothered with you."

He had already finished a whole bottle of Moutai while he was sitting there.

I didn't feel anything when I was sitting, but now that I've stood up, I suddenly feel the effects of the alcohol kicking in.

The kick aimed at Yang Qiaoqiao was not very powerful, and he even stumbled a bit.

After he steadied himself, he pointed at Yang Qiaoqiao and said, "You stay here and behave yourself. I'm going out to see if Huo Beixiao has arrived yet."

"If he doesn't arrive by then, I'll send you to your death!"

After saying that, Jiang Yong'an staggered outside.

As soon as Jiang Yong'an left, Yang Qiaoqiao's gaze immediately fell on the fruit knife that he had thrown on the ground earlier.

Although her hands, feet, and body were tightly bound with hemp rope, after estimating the distance, she threw herself heavily towards the knife.

After falling, it struggled to wriggle its body and approach the fruit knife.

Finally, my fingertips could reach the knife.

After several attempts, she finally managed to pick up the fruit knife with two fingertips.

After struggling to adjust the angle, she quickly used the blade to cut the hemp rope.

"hiss--"

But when he made the cut, he not only failed to cut the rope, but instead cut his own flesh.

Ignoring the pain, she quickly adjusted the angle and tried again.

Just as her blade finally cut the rope.

Outside, Jiang Yong'an's footsteps and cursing could be heard, "Damn it, that bastard Huo Beixiao isn't really not coming, is he...?"

As the sound grew closer, Yang Qiaoqiao's heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

The speed of his hands also increased.

But holding a fruit knife between two fingers is not easy to control; the faster she goes, the more she cuts into her skin.

Before long, even before the rope broke, her hands were already a bloody mess.

Her blood had even stained the hemp rope red.

But at that moment, she couldn't care less about any of that.

This is her only chance to survive, and she has to seize it!

Just as Yang Qiaoqiao saw Jiang Yong'an's figure had reached the door, the sound of a car driving by suddenly came from outside.

“Jiang Yong’an, it was me who sent Jiang Yiran to prison, and it was also me who found the evidence to expose her false identity and sentenced her to death. It has nothing to do with Qiao Qiao.”

"Where is Qiaoqiao? Let her go!"

Huo Beixiao's voice reached Yang Qiaoqiao's ears.

Yang Qiaoqiao paused.

She subconsciously bit her lip, even though she knew Huo Beixiao would most likely come.

But she didn't expect Huo Beixiao to arrive so quickly.

"Hehe, Huo Beixiao, you want to see Yang Qiaoqiao? She's inside, come in with me."

Jiang Yong'an's cheerful voice came through.

"No—" Yang Qiaoqiao cried out instinctively, "Huo Beixiao, don't come in, there's..."

"Qiao Qiao—"

Before Yang Qiaoqiao could finish speaking, Huo Beixiao had already darted into the dilapidated temple like an arrow released from a bow.

When Huo Beixiao saw the bloodstains on Yang Qiaoqiao's neck and her clothes that were almost half-soaked in blood, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He ran quickly towards Yang Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao..."

"Hahaha……"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Yong'an's wild laughter.

"Yang Qiaoqiao, you're wrong. Although you have no family ties, you're quite popular with men."

Huo Beixiao, you actually dared to come looking for Yang Qiaoqiao. I respect you as a man. I'll give you two star-crossed lovers a quick death!

"You all come down with me to apologize to my Ranran!"

At that moment, the sound of gunpowder burning rang out in the dilapidated temple, and Jiang Yong'an had already lit the fuse of the detonator.