"To me, you are just a toy I can discard at any time! A tool! A stepping stone!"
"He still dares to flirt with Qin Xiao... that good-for-nothing... once I've dealt with the Liu family, he'll be next..."
Those vile and foul words, like poisoned ice picks, pierced deep into Feng Lingyi's heart, leaving her bleeding profusely.
Every word, every sentence, is as if he personally tore off his disguise, revealing his most ferocious and ugly core.
She stood there blankly, like a puppet whose soul had been taken away, listening to Ye Chen unconsciously reveal his most real and ugliest "truth".
The man before her was the "ideal match" that her family elders had painstakingly chosen for her.
For the sake of her family's interests, she had no choice but to feign compliance and even prepare to sacrifice her marriage to accept this "fate."
But this fate is so filthy, so fragile.
It turns out that in his eyes, she wasn't even considered a person.
Tears welled up without warning, like pearls from a broken string, silently sliding down her pale, bloodless cheeks.
She slowly squatted down, covered her face with her hands, and let out suppressed sobs, like a wounded animal.
Why?
Why would her family push her into such a predicament? Are those so-called family interests more important than her happiness, or even her personal dignity?
She didn't know how long she had been crying.
Until the tears ran dry, the throat became hoarse, and only empty sobs remained.
Feng Lingyi slowly raised her head and forcefully wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand.
The eyes, washed clean by tears, are no longer misty.
Her eyes, which were once filled with moisture and a hint of fragility, were now filled with only icy hatred and an almost insane determination and ruthlessness.
That hatred wasn't just directed at Ye Chen, but also at those so-called relatives who had pushed her into the abyss.
She leaned against the cold wall and slowly stood up. Her body swayed slightly from the long tension and crying, but her eyes were unusually firm.
She walked step by step to her handbag and unzipped it.
He took something out from a hidden compartment inside the bag.
It was an extremely thin metal spike, about three inches long, with a faint, cold light emanating from it. The tail was carved with exquisite phoenix feather patterns, which reflected a sinister light under the lamp.
The Phoenix Perch Society has passed down through generations a secret weapon for women's self-defense—the Phoenix Tail Thorn.
This thorn is coated with a potent poison; it will kill upon contact with blood. It should never be used unless absolutely necessary.
Her icy fingers gripped the equally icy blade tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, the grooves of the handle digging painfully into her palm.
She turned around and walked step by step toward the large bed, toward the man who was still unconscious, occasionally muttering vicious words.
Her steps were light, yet each step felt like stepping on her broken heart.
All we need to do is kill him.
As long as this scumbag is killed.
All this humiliation, suffering, and disgusting fate will finally come to an end...
Yeah?
Feng Lingyi's eyes burned with a flame that could destroy everything. She raised the phoenix tail dagger high in her hand, its sharp tip flashing a cold light under the lamplight, aimed at Ye Chen's unsuspecting carotid artery...
There, the air rose and fell slightly with his unconscious breathing.
Feng Lingyi's eyes burned with a flame that could destroy everything. She raised the phoenix tail dagger high in her hand, its sharp tip flashing a cold light under the lamplight, aimed at Ye Chen's unsuspecting carotid artery...
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