Ruan Yingzi watched with great pleasure and admired Ye Qingqing immensely. Ye Qingqing was truly ruthless and taciturn; what she had done before was just child's play.
"Please..."
Tears streamed down Ye Susu's face as she pleaded pitifully, her heart pounding with panic. If this vile woman continued to drag her along, she would truly go bald.
"What do you want from me? Do you want me to pull out more hair? As you wish!"
Ye Qingqing sneered, but her hand ruthlessly ripped out a handful of hair, which fell all over her face, turning the coin into the size of a baby's fist, right in the center of her forehead.
Ruan Yingzi was getting excited and wanted to grab Ye Susu's hair too, but before she could touch it, Ye Qingqing stopped her.
"Wear gloves. This bitch has a contagious disease. Do you want to die?"
Ye Susu's venereal disease hasn't been cured yet. Although the chance of infection from pulling her hair is small, it's still better to be careful. Besides, Ye Qingqing is determined to humiliate this bitch.
Ruan Yingzi put on leather gloves, grabbed a handful of hair, and said coldly, "You want me and Qingqing to go bald? This grandma will make you a nun first!"
After saying that, she pulled hard. Her strength was much greater than Ye Qingqing's. With one pull, Ye Susu was in so much pain that she almost couldn't breathe. The bald area on her forehead grew larger and larger, and it even started to bleed.
"Stop talking nonsense... I'll tell you..."
Ye Susu couldn't take it anymore and cried, begging for mercy.
"Who gave you the medicine?" Ye Qingqing demanded.
Zhu Zi went into seclusion on the mountain and hasn't returned yet. Ye Susu definitely won't be able to find him, so the source of those medicines must be someone else.
"It was a young master named Yuwen introduced by my second brother; he gave me the medicine."
Ye Qingqing frowned slightly. How could it be Yuwen Feng?
This bastard's drug-making skills are only at a kindergarten level; he could never concoct a sophisticated hair loss cream.
"Where's the antidote?" Ye Qingqing asked again.
"No... Young Master Yuwen only gave me the medicine, not the antidote. I've told you everything. Please let me go... For the sake of our shared blood..." Ye Susu pleaded in a mournful voice.
Ye Qingqing spat at her and said disdainfully, "Who shares the same blood as you, you filthy Ye Susu? You're not even worthy to carry my shoes!"
She took out her phone from Ye Susu's bag, found Yuwen Feng's number, and then took out a gleaming razor blade from her own bag. She held it to Ye Susu's face and said coldly, "If you don't want to be disfigured, call Yuwen Feng for the antidote. Don't try anything funny, or I'll slash your face!"
Ye Susu dared not disobey. The cold blade was right next to her face, the chill penetrating her flesh. She didn't dare to move at all. Trembling, she dialed Yuwen Feng's number and obediently pressed the speakerphone button.
"Miss Ye, how effective was the medicine last time?" Yuwen Feng's gentle voice came from outside.
"The hair loss cream is quite good; Ye Qingqing has already gone bald. But the medicine on her face doesn't work; Ye Qingqing is just having a slight allergic reaction. Young Master Yuwen, do you have any better medicine?"
Ye Qingqing wrote on the paper, and Ye Susu followed the clichés she wrote.
Yuwen Feng asked in surprise, "How could it not work? That's impossible, did you use all of them?"
Immediately afterwards, another voice rang out, "My medicine can't possibly be ineffective!"
The voice wasn't Yuwen Feng's, but another young man's, which was softer and more feminine than Yuwen Feng's, and it sounded somewhat familiar. Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly took out a voice recorder, wanting to record this man's voice.
Unfortunately, the man then fell silent and didn't say a word.
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