"Zhou Yi, I was wrong. I'll listen to you from now on. Please open the door."
"I don't believe you've changed your mind so quickly. You were so good to me before, was it all just a lie...?"
In the darkness, Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with intense ruthlessness.
He had been deliberately avoiding the Su mother and daughter for the past few days. Ever since he learned the truth about the fire, he had become increasingly determined to kill them.
He was a little worried that he might not be able to resist killing them.
Hearing Su Qingjiao's cries of pain and despair, Zhou Yi felt no excitement in his eyes, only a surge of anger rising in his chest. How dare she come to beg for forgiveness?
She caused her grandmother to fall down the stairs and become a vegetable, and she still dares to ask for reconciliation?
Zhou Yi got up, turned on the light, and suddenly opened the door.
Su Qingjiao rushed in without warning.
Zhou Yi grabbed Su Qingjiao's arm and pulled her up from the ground.
Su Qingjiao was overjoyed to see Zhou Yi open the door to see her; it was clear that Zhou Yi still cared about her.
“Zhou......a......”
Su Qingjiao had barely uttered a single word when Zhou Yi grabbed her by the neck, preventing her from producing a complete syllable.
Suddenly meeting Zhou Yi's icy gaze, Su Qingjiao felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, an unstoppable chill spreading through her body.
Su Qingjiao's eyes bulged excessively with fear as she waved her hands to grab Zhou Yi's hand that was choking her neck, trying to make him let go.
However, the fear of impending death surged over Su Qingjiao like a tidal wave. Her vision suddenly went black, rendering her unable to move and leaving her only with primal struggle and helplessness.
"ah!"
None of the servants watching had ever seen Zhou Yi so ruthless, and they screamed in fright.
Although the maid quickly realized what was happening and covered her mouth.
The scream still reached Zhou Yi's ears. Zhou Yi roughly threw Su Qingjiao away and threw her to the ground, then looked indifferently at the servants: "Someone, drag her away."
"Wake her up and make her realize who she is!"
Two or three servants immediately stepped forward and saw that Su Qingjiao seemed to be in shock and hadn't reacted yet. Her rising and falling breaths proved that she was still alive.
That's good!
Several servants tacitly dragged Su Qingjiao away. Su Qingjiao realized what was happening after being dragged a few steps.
My heart was pounding wildly.
Did Zhou Yi just try to kill her?
No, she must have seen it wrong!
Su Qingjiao subconsciously avoided Zhou Yi's gaze, a sliver of delusion still lingering in her mind. She didn't want to have to accompany people to drinks every day anymore; only Zhou Yi could save her.
At this moment, she was like a drowning person, desperately trying to grasp Zhou Yi as her lifeline.
She cried out in a shrill voice to Zhou Yi, who had already closed the door.
"Zhou Yi, how could you be so heartless?"
"I was wrong before, but if you hadn't made me feel insecure, would I have acted so recklessly? It was all because I was too scared, afraid of losing you, that I tested you like this!"
"In the end, it's still you—"
"Waaah..."
Her mouth was covered by a pair of calloused hands, and a servant's warning voice came from above her head.
"Su Qingjiao, shut up! If you keep acting crazy and disturbing Young Master Zhou's sleep, we'll have to lock you in the backyard."
Upon hearing that she would be locked in the backyard, Su Qingjiao immediately became obedient.
Tears streamed down her face as she was dragged away by the servants.
Waaah, how did it turn out like this!
She ruined such a good life; she regrets it so much!
-
As time went by day by day.
soon.
Then comes the much-anticipated cultural performance.
Compared to the freshmen and sophomores, this cultural performance was even more meaningful for the seniors.
Perhaps it's because this is the last arts performance for the senior students at school, and they'll never experience the same purity and joy they had in school again after graduation.
The school gave all senior students a half-day off, allowing them to fully enjoy their last moments at school today.
After lunch, everyone took their seats in the auditorium.
When Su Qingjiao's sycophants heard that the young lady was also going to perform, they all went backstage with flowers to cheer her on.
"Miss Su, the whole class has come to watch your show. We'll be cheering you on from below."
"Yes, we'll definitely vote for you then. Your show will definitely be the best show of the night."
"Miss Su, haven't you changed your clothes yet? We won't disturb you while you change and put on makeup."
Hearing the last sentence from the sycophant, Su Qingjiao's heart skipped a beat.
Her expensive gowns had all been taken away by the servants, so they could only find a few old clothes that Su's mother used to wear.
This was the most gorgeous dress she had found among her mother's clothes.
Even the most clueless straight men can see the difference in her clothes. Now that she's wearing cheap, low-quality street vendor clothes, how can she fool other people's eyes?
Su Qingjiao could only stubbornly deny it, and explained to the sycophants with a gentle expression: "Although this is just a performance, I still want to do my best."
“I wanted to be more down-to-earth, so I specifically asked the designer at home to design something that would look like cheap street vendor goods a month in advance.”
"Actually, this dress is made of real silk. You didn't even realize it, did you? Did you think I was wearing something from a street stall?"
The sycophants looked Su Qingjiao up and down, admiring the knee-length red dress she was wearing. The fabric looked exactly like something you'd find at a street stall.
Oh, and there's a run at the hem of the clothes.
This is no different from the goods sold at street stalls for a few dozen yuan.
"Oh, I see. Sigh, we're all straight men, we don't understand women's aesthetics."
A sycophant tried to smooth things over with a smirk.
The other sycophants remained silent.
They're just sycophants, not idiots.
They may not recognize luxury goods, but they can still easily distinguish the cheap, everyday items they've worn since childhood.
There was a momentary awkward silence. The few sycophants lost interest in continuing to fawn over Su Qingjiao. After giving her some empty encouragement, they left together.
As soon as he left the backstage area, several sycophants started to question him.
"What's wrong with Miss Su lately? She's been wearing cheap clothes all the time and hasn't been wearing any luxury items."
“I saw that her clothes were frayed, but she still said it was deliberately distressed.”
"Did we end up licking a fake heiress's boots?"
Boys are more detail-oriented than girls in some ways. Their keen senses allowed them to notice something was wrong with Su Qingjiao through various details. After careful analysis, the group became even more suspicious of Su Qingjiao's identity.
"We'll test Su Qingjiao then, so we don't end up licking a fake one."
After discussing it, the men made up their minds.
At this moment, a student council representative took the stage as the temporary host and began speaking. The program had already started, and the corridor outside was quiet; not a sound of footsteps could be heard.
If someone were to look up at the stairs at this moment, they would see a stunningly beautiful girl walking towards the top floor.
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