Chapter 612: Can’t Do This
"Today I will let you see clearly what it can bring you."
"No...don't!" Su Jiujiu retreated in fear, her legs weakening as she fell to the ground. "You can't do this! Wen Yan won't let you go!"
"Whether he will let me go or not is not for you to worry about." Ji Wan's eyes did not waver at all. "I only know that I will never allow you to go against my face and tarnish my life again."
The moment the words fell, a cold light flashed!
The dagger in Ji Wan's hand drew a decisive and sharp arc, which was deeply engraved on Su Jiujiu's proud face!
"ah--!"
A heart-wrenching scream shattered the silence of the apartment.
Su Jiujiu covered her left cheek, warm blood gushing out wildly from between her fingers. The severe pain and fear of disfigurement made her completely collapse.
A wound extending from the corner of the eye to the jaw, deep enough to reveal the bone, completely destroyed the perfection of this face.
Ji Wan threw away the bloody dagger and looked down at Su Jiujiu who was wailing in pain on the ground. There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only indifference and determination to cut off all future troubles.
"Su Jiujiu, now, you and I are no longer the same."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the door without looking back.
Nightmare, time to wake up.
The door was slammed shut, isolating the two worlds.
Ji Wan's figure disappeared completely, taking away the last trace of human warmth in the room.
“Ah ...
The dead silence was broken by even more shrill screams.
Su Jiujiu curled up on the cold floor. The severe pain was like a red-hot iron, rolling over her cheeks again and again, and then piercing into her brain.
The warm and sticky liquid covered her eyes, and the whole world turned into a glaring blood red.
She trembled and wanted to reach out to touch the wound, but as soon as her fingertips touched it, the piercing pain made her whole body tremble and she almost fainted.
Ruined...
Her face was completely ruined!
The face that made her proud and made her think that she could reach the top and step on Ji Wan under her feet was completely torn apart by a hideous wound!
She struggled, supporting herself on the ground with her elbows, trying to get up, but the pain drained all her strength and her vision went black.
On the floor, the dagger stained with her blood was flashing with a cold and mocking light, staring at her like a grinning eye.
No! She can't just let it go like this!
She hasn't taken revenge yet! She hasn't made that bitch Ji Wan pay the price yet!
A thought, like the last piece of driftwood a drowning man grasps, suddenly rushed into her mind, which was confused by severe pain.
Zhao Xiyue!
Yes, there is also Zhao Xiyue!
It was Zhao Xiyue who gave her this face, it was Zhao Xiyue who gave her hope! Zhao Xiyue must have a way, she must be able to save herself!
This thought supported her and allowed her to burst out with her last bit of strength.
Like a maggot, she dragged a long trail of blood on the cold floor and struggled to crawl towards the handbag on the sofa.
Every time she moved, the wound on her face seemed to be torn open again, causing her to see stars in pain and her consciousness almost collapsing.
Finally, her fingertips touched the cool leather of her handbag.
She pulled the bag off with all her might, and its contents scattered all over the floor.
Lipstick, powder, and a cell phone!
Su Jiujiu's eyes lit up instantly. She rushed over and grabbed the phone tightly with her hands that were stained with her own blood and trembling badly.
The screen became extremely slippery because of the blood.
It took her several tries before she finally unlocked the phone and opened the address book.
After finding the name she knew by heart, she used up the last bit of her sanity and pressed the dial button.
“Beep…beep…”
Every second of waiting for the sound is like torture in hell.
Finally, the call was connected.
"Hello?" Zhao Xiyue's impatient voice came from the receiver.
"Xi... Yue..." Su Jiujiu opened her mouth, but all that could come out of her throat was a hoarse sound like a broken bellows, mixed with sobs that smelled of blood, "Save, save me..."
Her voice was broken, filled with endless fear and pleading.
"Save me, my face is from that lunatic Ji Wan!"
She cried incoherently, trying to tell her story to the only person on the other end of the phone who could save her.
The world was spinning.
The bloody world before my eyes began to be swallowed by endless darkness.
The temperature and strength in the body are rapidly dissipating with the continuous flow of blood.
"Xiyue, you must save me..."
This was her last obsession.
Before she could finish her words, the phone slipped from her limp hands, the screen hit the ground and shattered instantly.
Su Jiujiu's body fell heavily into a pool of blood and she completely lost consciousness.
In her last moments as she fell into darkness, there was only one thought in her mind.
Zhao Xiyue will come.
She will definitely come to save herself, and then they will make Ji Wan's life worse than death!
On the phone, Su Jiujiu's broken and desperate crying suddenly stopped, leaving only a dead silent busy tone.
Zhao Xiyue stood in front of the French window, her delicate face expressionless, not even a quirk of her brow. She simply gripped her phone silently, her knuckles turning slightly white from the pressure. Her beautiful eyes were filled with a bone-chilling chill and an unwavering loathing.
Save you?
A sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of Zhao Xiyue's lips.
What a joke!
A useless waste, an exposed chess piece, what qualifications does he have for her to save?
Ji Wan...
The name rolled past Zhao Xiyue's teeth, carrying with it a hint of poisonous hatred.
That idiot Su Jiujiu, with a face exactly like Ji Wan's, was discovered so quickly! Not only was he discovered, but he was also disfigured!
The perfect replacement she had spent so much money and effort on had turned out to be a complete piece of garbage!
"Waste! What a waste! He's more of a wretch than a helper!"
Zhao Xiyue cursed under her breath, her chest heaving violently. A nameless fire was raging in her body, almost burning her sanity to ashes.
She turned around suddenly and smashed the phone in her hand against the opposite wall!
"Bang--"
The expensive phone shattered into pieces, parts and debris splattering all over the ground, making a shrill cry.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" A servant heard the noise and walked in cautiously with a plate of freshly cut fruit, with concern and a hint of fear on his face.
Zhao Xiyue's eyes instantly became sinister, like a poisonous snake, fixed on the servant.
"Who let you in?" Her voice was cold and harsh, without a trace of warmth.
The servant was so frightened by her that he trembled all over and could hardly hold the fruit plate in his hands. He stammered, "I saw that you didn't eat much for dinner, so I was worried that you would be hungry..."
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