Zhu Ling was very persistent, "Of course I hate her. I wish she would die."
Hearing this, the man picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table. The blade was a little wet, perhaps because it had just been used to cut fruit. The man took a piece of paper from the side and slowly wiped the blade. "Okay, in that case, then go kill her now!"
As he spoke, the man stood up and forced the hilt of the knife into Zhu Ling's hand. He took a step forward, leaned close to her ear, and spoke coldly, "As long as you kill her, I guarantee that those photos will disappear from the internet immediately!"
At this moment, Zhu Ling realized that the man's target was not Song Yixuan, nor her, Zhu Ling, but Xia Xingchen.
The man was very strong, as if she would die without a burial place if she resisted.
Zhu Ling looked at the dirty white wall in front of her, mustered up her courage, and asked, "The reason you're doing this for me at such a low price is because you want me to help you kill Xia Xingchen?"
"How did Xia Xingchen offend you that made you hate her so much?"
"You don't need to know." The man didn't intend to tell her at all. "You just need to tell me, are you going to kill Xia Xingchen or not?"
The man turned around and gave her a sharp look.
That look is so eerie and terrifying!
Zhu Ling was so scared that her hands trembled and she took a step back. With a snap, the fruit knife fell to the ground.
At this moment, Zhu Ling was terrified, her heart pounding. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "I'm your employer, why am I helping you?"
"Anyway, my image has collapsed, and Zhichen doesn't care about me anymore, so I'm just going to give up."
"If you want to remove the photos online, then do so. If you don't want to, then leave them there."
Having said that, Zhu Ling quickly opened the door and slipped away.
The man looked at the door that Zhu Ling had closed tightly, his eyes gradually narrowing, releasing a fierce light, "Zhu Ling, don't think I don't know that you don't hate Xia Xingchen anymore, but it doesn't matter. Without your knife, I still have more powerful ones."
He raised his right hand, looked at his broken little finger, and said fiercely, "Whether it's Li Biao or Xia Xingchen, I won't let either of them go."
Zhu Ling came out of the gang leader's apartment. She hurriedly called Zhichen. The call went through, but no one answered. She muttered anxiously: "Hurry up and answer the phone! Hurry up and answer the phone!"
She called three or four times in a row but no one answered. She was so desperate!
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Zhu Ling ran forward in panic, looking back to see if the gang leader had caught up with her. Seeing that it was pitch black behind her and no one was catching up with her, she felt a little relieved.
Since Zhichen didn't answer her call, she could only go to Zhichen's house and continue waiting.
If Zhichen doesn’t come home for one day, she will wait for one day. If Zhichen doesn’t come home for ten days, she will wait for ten days!
She just didn't believe that Zhichen would abandon his home just to avoid her.
When Zhu Ling was daydreaming, suddenly, a car rushed towards her in front of her. She only felt a flash of light in front of her eyes, and the next second, her whole body was knocked away.
Zhu Ling, who was knocked away, couldn't tell where the pain was on her body. Her whole body was numb from the pain. The only feeling she had was spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
She tried desperately to stop but couldn't.
Following the car lights, she saw Song Yixuan walking slowly towards her with her backlit.
That attitude is still arrogant.
Even though the clothes were dirty and torn.
Zhu Ling wanted to speak, her moist eyes were filled with despair, but she kept spitting out blood from her mouth, her brows were furrowed, and her face was full of reluctance and resentment towards this world.
She didn't understand why Song Yixuan wanted to kill herself?
At this time, Song Yixuan walked up to Zhu Ling, bent down and looked at her condescendingly, her eyes wide open: "Zhu Ling, see, this is the result of offending me."
Zhu Ling looked at her in disbelief, and using all her strength, she asked three words: "Why...why?"
She thought she had never done anything to let Song Yixuan down!
If there was any, it was because she wanted to destroy Song Yixuan.
Song Yixuan said a little madly, "You still have the nerve to ask me why? Not only did you hire someone to destroy my innocence, but you also shamelessly posted the photos online?"
"Even if my image as Song Yixuan has collapsed, there's no need for you to kill me and leave me no chance of survival."
"Since you won't leave me a way to live, then you don't want to live either."
Zhu Ling lay on the ground, shaking her head gently. She wanted to explain, but her body could no longer support her. Soon, the blood she spat out gradually decreased, her eyes began to blur, and her heart gradually stopped beating...
Zhichen, I'm sorry. I must find you in the next life and love you well!
In a trance, Zhu Ling recalled the scene when she went to the prison to see Tong Shuyue some time ago.
Tong Shuyue was pale and thin in prison. When she saw Zhu Ling coming to see her, she burst into tears. The two sisters talked a lot and eventually talked about Xia Xingchen.
During her time in prison, Tong Shuyue figured out and understood a lot of things. She confessed to Zhu Ling that she was jealous of Xia Xingchen for winning the prince's heart and favor, and she was the one who had been making trouble for Xia Xingchen.
Now, it was her own fault that she ended up like this, and it had nothing to do with Xia Xingchen.
Even the strict order not to visit Tong Shuyue was not issued by the Crown Prince. It was only later that Tong Shuyue heard from the prison police that it was Xia Xingkong who secretly issued the order.
At that moment, Tong Shuyue deeply understood that from the beginning to the end, Xia Xingkong was just using her!
Zhu Ling, who knew the truth, was extremely regretful. Every day after knowing the truth, she wanted to apologize to Xia Xingchen all the time.
But that damn self-esteem prevented her from moving her legs.
By the time she really wanted to find Xia Xingchen, it was already too late...
Perhaps, losing Zhichen was God's punishment for her.
Sometimes, she also wondered, if she had really listened to Zhichen's words, and did not feel resentment towards Xia Xingchen, and did not retaliate against her, would the ending be different?
Sadly, that day will never come.
Xia Xingchen, I'm...sorry...
The last trace of consciousness in Zhu Ling's mind slowly disappeared!
Seeing Zhu Ling close her eyes, Song Yixuan straightened up and kicked her a few times. After making sure that Zhu Ling was still, she snorted coldly, "The only outcome of offending me is death."
"Next, it's your turn, Xia Xingchen!"
Having said that, Song Yixuan threw the car keys in her hand and walked away leisurely.
She had just robbed this car, so even if the police investigated, they wouldn't be able to find it on her.
In the early morning, everything is quiet, the stars are still hanging in the sky, and a light mist is shrouded outside the city, waiting for the first ray of morning light.
The gang leader was sleeping soundly on the bed when he was suddenly awakened by a series of rapid and severe knocks on the door.
"Fuck!" The gang leader immediately got furious. "Who the hell is this? Why are you knocking on the door so early in the morning?"
Outside the door came his younger brother's anxious voice: "Brother, open the door quickly, something happened."
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