"Let me tell you, Ye Qinghuan is nice to you because she hopes you'll treat her the same way, not so you can think you're so great and then arrogantly trample her under your feet. Scumbag!"
Linghu Lan shook off Ye Qingluo's face.
Ye Qingluo was quite beautiful, but her despicable behavior disgusted Linghu Lan; she felt nauseous even to touch her.
She picked up a tissue from the table and slowly wiped her fingers.
"..." Ye Qinglu stared at Linghu Lan, was she implying that she was dirty?
Ye Qingluo was so angry that she wanted to curse, but then she remembered Linghu Lan's warning and kept her mouth shut.
His movements were indescribably awkward, even somewhat comical.
Linghu Lan raised her cold eyes slightly and asked indifferently, "Tell me, how did you harm Ye Qinghuan?"
"Heh!" Ye Qinglu sneered.
How did you do this?!
Do we need any other means to harm that idiot?
It's disgusting that the idiot would get all teary-eyed over making up an excuse about playing games with three people.
The game was meticulously designed for her. After being deeply hypnotized, Ye Qinghuan became as still as a dead person. She was told that she was a ghost, that the real world was a virtual world, and that as long as she pressed her handprint on a disc that flashed with countless pieces of information, a door would appear, and she could return to the real world by going through the door.
However, in reality, the disc was a contract for the voluntary surrender of one's soul, containing information that she had specially reserved an identity for Ye Qinghuan in the virtual world, and that door was the gateway to the virtual world.
She had thought it would be a lot of trouble, and might require several deep hypnosis sessions, but who would have thought that Ye Qinghuan would actually believe it without any doubt?
Despite all her preparations, it turns out Ye Qinghuan was utterly vulnerable.
What a waste of your intelligence!
Ye Qingluo did not answer, and Linghu Lan had no intention of asking any further questions.
She searched through Ye Qingluo's memories and pieced together how Ye Qinghuan died.
Ye Qinghuan had never been treated kindly by Ye Qingluo, so when Ye Qingluo suggested playing a hypnosis game, although she had doubts, she still agreed under the power of family affection.
Ye Qingluo was cunning and scheming. Someone who could harm herself would have little mercy for others. Her face was numb and indifferent, and she didn't think she had done anything wrong. Linghu Lan was disgusted by this attitude.
"You're proud of harming your own sister? You're a natural at taking advantage of those you know. But Ye Qingluo, you only succeeded because they're your family. If you weren't family, you wouldn't even be able to touch their clothes. Forget it, talking to scum like you is a waste of breath. Now, tell me, how do you want to die in the real world!"
How did they die?
snort!
Ye Qinglu snorted coldly through her nose.
How many times has she attempted suicide?
I have experienced and even personally experienced almost every form of death.
The game "We Are All Paper Dolls" was discovered by her while searching for a way to die.
Initially, he wanted to use death to take revenge on his family, his parents, and the healthy and perfect Ye Qinghuan.
Later, I became interested in this area and deliberately collected information about it.
She was an expert on methods of dying.
"Heh! You think I'm afraid of death? I've died more times than you've crossed bridges. Besides, how I die is none of your business. You should worry about yourself!"
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