Kang Jinxian finally couldn’t take it anymore, her face fiercely distorted as she furiously hurled her phone, which smashed into the ground and shattered into pieces.
She turned her head, looking at the girl standing in front of her, just like the one in the photo: beautiful, elegant, noble, and pure, with a gentle smile always on her lips, looking so perfect.
She was so jealous she wanted to go crazy, "You did this on purpose, didn’t you? Was even last night all orchestrated by you?"
At that moment, she finally understood, Kang Jinse was just another pawn used by Ji Yunya, everything was her doing—so ruthless. She was the instigator, yet she sat among the audience, watching her as she was pointed at and cursed by thousands, everyone scolding her, but praising the instigator with the most beautiful words in the world. What kind of feeling was that?
"That’s right, it was all planned by me." Yun Ya didn’t deny it, instead, she calmly admitted it.
Kang Jinxian looked at her as if she was seeing something terrifying, her facial muscles twitching rapidly, her complexion frighteningly pale.
"Ji Yunya, you devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you in this world, you heartless, despicable wretch, why don’t you just die..." She screamed with all her might, her face turning red with strain, veins in her neck bulging.
Suddenly her eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
Yun Ya’s lips curved with a gentle smile as she leaned in close to Kang Jinxian and whispered softly in her ear.
"Because I’ve already died, you know, you’re right, I’m a demon that climbed out of Hell, and all your pain was meticulously planned by my own hands. Seeing you in such a pathetic and painful state actually makes me happiest. Do you understand? Beating a dog when it’s down is just so satisfying."
Yun Ya glanced at her mockingly, deftly stepping aside as Kang Jinxian lunged at her like a malevolent spirit.
"Thud," she fell headfirst to the ground.
There was no movement for a long time.
Yun Ya stood in place, waiting quietly.
Kang Jinxian picked herself up, her mouth full of blood, her nose also broken, her hair a mess and her complexion ghostly pale, looking almost like a ghoul.
Yun Ya’s glance was cool and detached, as tranquil as a dead sea.
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"Kang Jinxian, when you were nine, you were raped by the next-door Uncle Wang; do you still remember that?" Yun Ya suddenly said.
Kang Jinxian ground her teeth, that was the deepest nightmare of her life. She had never mentioned it to anyone. How did Ji Yunya know about it?
Yun Ya’s lips curled, and she made her way toward Kang Jinxian: "A week later, that Uncle Wang suddenly died, everyone thought it was a stroke. Unfortunately, even the perfect crime leaves traces. It was you who killed him, wasn’t it?"
"I don’t know what you’re talking about, what Uncle Wang, what stroke, I don’t understand" Kang Jinxian denied flatly.
"With so much time having passed, do you think I would go to the police? Sending you to prison would be letting you off too easily."
Yun Ya saw the relief on Kang Jinxian’s face and her lips curved slightly, far too naive.
"Do you know who that Uncle Wang was?" Yun Ya stared at Kang Jinxian’s face, excitement and malice flickering in her eyes.
This secret revealed, Kang Jinxian, can you remain composed?
Kang Jinxian was stunned for a moment.
"Your dad worked as a carpenter in the town and often didn’t come home; your mom was left alone and naturally hooked up with the neighbor, Old Wang. Later, your mom got pregnant and had a baby girl. Tell me, who do you think the father of that child really is? You would know best, wouldn’t you? After all, you were pregnant with Yun Shen’s and He An’s children at the same time. Why don’t you tell us, who is the father of this child?"
Who could it be? Kang Jinxian shook her head, "No... I don’t know."
Her gaze became vacant, many details from her childhood that she had overlooked were now sprouting like bamboo shoots after a rain; she instinctively refused them, her head shaking madly.
Yun Ya raised an eyebrow, her voice gentle yet each word, like a sharp knife, cruelly struck at her heart.
"You are the illegitimate daughter of your mom and the next-door Old Wang, otherwise, with your mom being so pretty, how did you not inherit a single bit of her looks? Think about what that man looked like, don’t you resemble him?"
"No... you’re lying, it’s all fake, all of it," she denied.
"Kang Jinxian, you were raped by your own biological father, and then, you killed your own biological father. Despite it being pitiable, you still managed to commit patricide, you’ll be condemned by the heavens..."