Chapter 157: Happiness Cruise Tragedy, Beware of Fire, Theft, and Best Friends
The next second, Wang Qing rushed over with a knife: "Kill you first!"
"Coo, coo, coo!" Xiaoman flew up and pecked her head hard.
"Ah!" Wang Qing covered his head and screamed. There were many bloody marks on his face.
"Hmph!" Nannan stuck her little head out of the backpack and said, "You little brat, you dare to fight with Sister Fuling? You deserve a beating."
Finally, she lay on the ground with her head covered, and the arrogance she had just shown disappeared in an instant.
Xiaoman paced on the ground with his head held high, making warning sounds of "gurgling".
[Oh my god, this big rooster is really powerful, a fighting cock among roosters, a loyal VIP who protects his master!]
This is a bit too much bullying, look at how the director's face has been pecked beyond recognition. It's really pitiful.
[That's right, Xiaoman is my master's pet. He takes her with him wherever he goes.]
[A powerful sword-wielding guard, ready to protect the safety of our princess at any time.]
[Oh my god, this female ghost must be emo. I can't believe that she would be knocked down by a chicken in this life.]
Fans in the live broadcast room laughed as they watched the scene, and said they also wanted to raise a fighting chicken.
Meng Fuling walked up to her, wanting to see where this evil ghost came from.
She was about to reach out her hand when Wang Qing suddenly looked up and glared at Meng Fuling fiercely.
Meng Fuling grabbed the sharp blade that was stabbing at her and knocked it to the ground with a wave of her hand.
"Why do you treat me like this too? What did I do wrong?"
Her distorted expression of pain and her ugly, scarred face overlapped with Wang Qing's.
The evil ghost that possessed Wang Qing was actually a woman, with half of her face covered with pink scars.
The same is true for the shoulders and arms, and the body is slightly hunched like an ugly monster.
Meng Fuling's fingers gently fell on her forehead, and the scene in front of her eyes became clear in an instant.
"Drop the handkerchief, drop the handkerchief!" Several beautiful girls were playing in the garden.
There was only a little girl of seven or eight years old hiding behind the fountain, with half of her face exposed, looking over there.
Her eyes were full of desire and envy, and she really wanted to play with her friends.
But she was full of inferiority complex and looked at her reflection in the pool, with her bent spine and hunched back.
Like a snail carrying a huge bag, her body had to lean forward 45 degrees.
The ugly appearance made her nervous and anxious, and she clenched her hands tightly, unable to hide the inferiority in her heart.
At this moment, the little girl in a red skirt opposite saw her: "Xiaoying!"
She quickly ran over and grabbed her hand, inviting her innocently: "Come and play with us."
"I, I won't go!" She nervously grabbed the stone statue of the fountain, trying to block her deformed body.
"It's okay, Xiaoying, you are my good friend too!" The girl pulled her to the middle.
"Hahaha!" Seeing her back, the other girls burst out laughing: "She looks like a snail!"
"Her back looks so ugly. Could it be that her parents beat her because she wasn't obedient?"
"Exactly. I don't want to play with such an ugly person. A snail carrying a house on its back is really ugly."
"Wow, wow, wow!" Xiaoying burst into tears. She was born with an incurable spinal curvature.
"You are so bad!" The girl pointed at the other people and shouted angrily.
She pulled Xiaoying out of the garden and said, "Xiaoying, ignore them. My name is Zhao Jiaqi. Let's be good friends from now on!"
From then on, the ugly Xiaoying had her only friend, a friend who never despised her disability.
"Hualala!" A huge fire was about to burn the entire villa, and Zhao Jiaqi was still in the room, crying for help.
"Help, help!" She shouted for help from the third-floor window, but the fire was so big that no one dared to go up to save people.
"Jia Qi!" Xiao Ying didn't care about anything else and rushed directly into the sea of fire to rescue the person.
She was only thirteen years old that year, and half of her face and body were burned while trying to save her only good friend.
She was left with a horrible and ugly scar. On the hospital bed, she still held Zhao Jiaqi's hand and said, "Xiaoying, don't be afraid of pain. Xiaoying and Jiaqi will be good friends for life!"
When Zhao Jiaqi was 27 years old, her family's company was getting better and better and soon became a listed group.
The friends around me have also changed. They are no longer from ordinary working-class families but daughters of wealthy families.
On her birthday, Xiaoying specially changed into a beautiful dress and brought gifts to the cruise ship to celebrate her birthday.
"Hahaha! Who is this? Where did this ugly freak come from?"
"Exactly, look at her, she's so ugly. It's really scary to see her like this!"
"Jiaqi, who are you? Could such an ugly person be your friend?"
The daughter of a wealthy family wore a luxurious evening gown and mocked the ugly and deformed Xiaoying in public.
Zhao Jiaqi stood outside with a grim expression, staring at her with scars all over her body and face, revealing an unconcealable disgust.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come over?" Her tone was cold and resentful.
"Jiaqi, you are my good friend, I am here to give you a gift on your birthday!"
Xiaoying took out the gift and looked at her angry expression: "Aren't we best friends?"
"Zhao Jiaqi, is she really your friend?" The rich young master and daughter burst into laughter and ridicule.
"It's too low to have such a friend, isn't it? Aren't you afraid that letting such an ugly person in here will scare us?"
Zhao Jiaqi's face flushed red, and she angrily threw the gift in her hand to the ground.
"I told you not to come. Why are you always so embarrassed every time you come to an occasion like this?"
"What on earth do you want to do? Don't think you can be morally blackmailed just because you saved me before."
"Look at the people around me. Don't come to me if you have nothing to do when you look like this."
Several bodyguards came up and grabbed her and tried to drag her away. During the struggle, Xiaoying fell into the sea.
Everyone looked down at Xiaoying struggling in the sea water, and cold ridicule continued to be heard.
Zhao Jiaqi watched her indifferently until she sank into the sea. Not only did he not try to save her, but he continued to play with others.
Before dying, Xiaoying looked at her in despair. They were obviously best friends, and she became like this just because she saved her.
But now she despises others because he died in the cold sea water. Her resentment after death could not be dissipated and she turned into an evil ghost.
While everyone was having a lively gathering on the deck, he went onto the yacht full of resentment.
All 28 people on the cruise ship were killed, and those who mocked her were thrown into the sea and drowned.
As for this good friend who was full of vanity and treated her like a piece of trash, she stabbed him to death on the spot.
When people rediscovered the ship, it was filled with dead bodies.
Meng Fuling slowly opened her eyes and saw Xiaoying's resentment in her life and the image before her death.
She had never imagined that something like this could happen on the Death Yacht. Someone might look good but have a dirty heart.
[Oh my god, this girl is so miserable. She gave her true heart to her friend but was trampled to death.]
[People are shallow and judge people by appearance. Xiaoying got burned like this just to save her, and now she still despises her.]
[This woman Zhao Jiaqi really deserves to die. Even if I don't want to be friends with her anymore, I can't just watch her die.]
The twenty-eight people who died were not wronged at all. Those who did not commit the crime looked on with disdain. How was they any different from the murderer?
[I take back my words about sympathizing with Zhao Jiaqi. This woman who killed her best friend doesn't deserve sympathy.]
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