Chapter 133 Two more killed, Xie Jingxing divorces his wife!

Liu Yu struggled in vain, waving her hands wildly.

She tried to push away Qian Yueqiu, this crazed "cow," but it was all in vain.

Although Qian Yueqiu has mental problems.

But she is in very good physical condition.

The power, speed, and decisiveness of the attack completely overwhelmed Liu Yu.

The intense pain and fear brought tears streaming down Liu Yu's face.

That vibrant red... quickly soaked through her magnificent skirt.

A large patch of glaring bright red has spread across the spotless floor.

Blood was drawn.

Liu Yu's gaze began to glaze over, and her consciousness gradually faded.

Qian Yueqiu's "work" is not yet finished.

She stopped, straightened up, and looked down at Liu Yu, who was curled up on the ground like a broken doll, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

Even Liu Yu fainted.

Qian Yueqiu remained unmoved.

She raised her hand and calmly and steadily pulled out a red gold hairpin with a sharp tip, adorned with kingfisher feathers, from her hair.

The hairpin, illuminated by the sunlight streaming through the window, reflected a cold yet dazzling light, much like the look in its owner's eyes at that moment.

Without hesitation, without delay.

Qian Yueqiu bent down and stabbed fiercely into Liu Yu's delicate neck!

"puff--"

It was the dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh.

Liu Yu, who had already fainted, convulsed violently, her eyes widening suddenly, her pupils reflecting Qian Yueqiu's face, which was so close yet as cold as a demon.

She tried to say something, but only a slurry of bloody foam escaped from the corner of her mouth...

The colors of life quickly faded from her once alluring eyes, eventually turning into a deathly gray.

Qian Yueqiu did not immediately pull out the hairpin.

She even gripped the hairpin's end and twisted it forcefully to ensure all life was completely extinguished before slowly letting go...

The blood-stained hairpin remained diagonally inserted into Liu Yu's neck.

She didn't say a word the whole time.

But this is a silent killing.

The brutality of the methods, the ruthlessness of the intentions, and the bloodshed of the scene were more chilling than any hysterical roar.

Inside the warm pavilion.

The incense was still sweet, but it was completely overwhelmed by the heavy smell of blood.

The exquisite tea and snacks, and the expensive decorations, formed an eerie and cruel contrast with the gradually cooling corpse and the spreading blood on the floor.

Xie Jingxing rushed to the Liu family's villa after receiving some "timely" tip-off.

When I pushed open that door that separated the human world from hell.

This was the scene that came into his view.

The ground was covered in blood, a shocking sight.

Liu Yu lay in a pool of blood, her eyes wide open, dying with unresolved grief. The golden hairpin around her neck gleamed, yet carried the aura of death...

Qian Yueqiu stood quietly in the center of the room.

Her dress was splattered with bloodstains, and a few drops were on her face.

When Qian Yueqiu's gaze fell upon Xie Jingxing standing at the door.

The smile suddenly widened, emitting a string of silvery laughter—if you closed your eyes, the sound was still clear and melodious, but paired with the scene before you, it only sent chills down your spine.

"Ah Xing!" she called his nickname joyfully, her voice filled with girlish excitement, as if sharing some great news. "I killed them all."

She took a step forward, her embroidered shoes leaving a blurry bloodstain on the bluestone floor.

“I killed all the women who tried to take you away…” she repeated.

Xie Jingxing's stomach churned, and he barely managed to hold back from vomiting on the spot.

"From now on, you're mine..." Qian Yueqiu walked towards him, her skirt trailing on the ground with a rustling sound. "Completely mine alone! No one will ever take you away from me again, no one!"

She opened her arms, as if she wanted to hug him.

But that movement made the bloodstains on her sleeves even more glaring.

Xie Jingxing felt a bone-chilling cold rise from the soles of his feet and quickly spread throughout his body.

He was even trembling—not from anger, but from fear.

The woman before me.

Is it still the Qian Yueqiu he knows?

She remained beautiful, even possessing an eerie beauty born of madness, like a datura blooming on rotting flesh, both vibrant and deadly.

But beneath this physical exterior dwells a soul completely unfamiliar to him.

Perhaps it's not unfamiliar.

Rather, it was the true face he had been refusing to see.

Xie Jingxing always thought Qian Yueqiu was stupid and didn't know what jealousy was.

But now.

He realized how terribly wrong he had been.

This is not love.

This is a morbid possession, a destructive obsession.

She doesn't love him.

She treated him like an object, not allowing anyone to touch him.

"You..." Xie Jingxing opened his mouth, but found his voice terribly dry, "What exactly did you do?"

Qian Yueqiu walked up to him, looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with pure joy: "I killed the person who stood in the way of our love, A-Xing... From now on, we will be together forever, and no one will be able to separate us."

She reached out to touch his face, but Xie Jingxing instinctively took a step back, avoiding her blood-stained hand.

This action made Qian Yueqiu's smile freeze for a moment, but she quickly recovered: "Ah Xing, are you scared? Don't be afraid, I will never hurt you. I would never hurt you, no matter who else I hurt."

The gentler her tone, the more terrified Xie Jingxing became.

He acted as if he had never known the woman in front of him before!

But Xie Jingxing had one idea that was exceptionally firm: "That is to divorce my wife... I must divorce my wife."

Liu Yu and Su Zhirou are different after all.

Su Zhirou was just a substitute; he didn't have much emotion for her.

But Liu Yu is different.

That was the woman he truly loved, and loved for so many years...

Moreover, the child in Liu Yu's belly was the one he had been looking forward to!

But these expectations.

Now they've all been destroyed by Qian Yueqiu himself.

Xie Jingxing's gaze returned to Qian Yueqiu.

The girl he once thought was the most innocent is no more!

Xie Jingxing closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, there was no longer any hesitation or lingering attachment in them.

"Do you know what you've done?" he asked softly.

“I’m protecting our love,” Qian Yueqiu said righteously, taking another step forward. “They all want to take you away, they all want to ruin us. I can’t tolerate it anymore… You are mine, and only mine.”

Xie Jingxing looked at the undeniable madness in her eyes.

"Someone come here!" he called out, his voice echoing in the empty room.

Several guards entered in response.

Upon seeing the scene inside, they all gasped in shock, but still stood in place, well-trained, ready to go.

"Take Madam back to the Xie residence and keep her under strict guard. Without my order, she is not to step out of her room even once," Xie Jingxing commanded, his voice as cold as ice.

Qian Yueqiu's smile finally vanished, replaced by shock and confusion: "Ah Xing? Why... Shouldn't you be happy? We'll never have to be apart again!"

Xie Jingxing did not answer, but simply waved to the guard.