Su Xiaoxiao clenched her palm, "Ye Wen wanted me to perish together with you, but I don’t want to die. If I die, I won’t be able to enjoy everything I have. I won’t see the things behind me... Rong Yanqiao, if you can persuade your second uncle to restore my identity, I am willing to be your pawn!"
Just as she finished speaking, several men in black emerged from all directions.
Rong Yanqiao was suddenly surrounded.
Seeing this scene, Su Xiaoxiao panicked at once and quickly waved her hands, "It wasn’t me, this has nothing to do with me. I just want to seek your protection, I..."
Rong Yanqiao could see that Su Xiaoxiao was indeed innocent, her bewildered and helpless expression, and in the next second, she was knocked unconscious by these people.
There were too many people; Rong Yanqiao was no match for them.
They tied up Rong Yanqiao and even taped her mouth shut to prevent her from calling for help.
Just like that, Rong Yanqiao was taken away, but she appeared very calm.
Continuous incidents, including right now, she needed to know who was really behind it all.
This person was... Ye Wen.
Ye Wen stood in front of Rong Yanqiao, arrogant, "Su Xiaoxiao, that idiot, she thought she could be saved by finding you, but what happened? I always knew she loved life and feared death. Rong Yanqiao, you’ve now disappeared. Everyone, including the records you presented, would think Su Xiaoxiao took you. You should never have existed in this world!"
"If not for you, I wouldn’t have ended up , and my cousin, my cousin would have already married Rong Qingze. You are just an obstacle! Some things only a slut like you could do!"
As Ye Wen spoke, she slapped Rong Yanqiao’s face.
Rong Yanqiao was bound with nylon rope, like fish on a chopping board, at Ye Wen’s mercy.
But Ye Wen didn’t find this satisfying enough. She pulled out a sharp little knife, the blade pressing against the flesh on Rong Yanqiao’s cheek—
"Rong Yanqiao, when you were exposed on the variety show with Huo Yanshu, it was only because of your face, you are Huo Yanshu’s substitute! If you become disfigured, your career is over. Why would Rong Er support an ugly girl?" Follow current novels on n0velfire.net
"Also! Your status in the Rong Family will plummet, you will have nothing! Hahaha!"
Rong Yanqiao gritted her teeth in defiance.
Ye Wen directly cut her face, "What don’t I dare? Even if I’m held accountable, if you’re disfigured, you have nothing, and it makes me happy!"
"Forgot to tell you, I have a GPS chip on me. My disappearance, Huo Yanshu and Rong Er will find me. Ye Wen, you’re dead!"
Rong Yanqiao’s eyes were filled with coldness.
Being slashed didn’t matter, after all, if she became disfigured, she wouldn’t have to go to Huo Yanshu’s side anymore.
Ye Wen was already on the edge of extremism. If Ye Wen became murderous in her emotions—
Without making Zhao Yixing pay a painful price, how could she die!
Ye Wen was also bluffed by Rong Yanqiao’s words, "Rong Yanqiao, you only know how to scare me here!"
"I said, if I die, you won’t have it easy either! Whether it’s Rong Qingze or Huo Yanshu, they can’t kill me. At most, I’ll be locked up, not sentenced to death, then I’ll come out again!"
"Rong Yanqiao, in this life, I won’t rest until one of us is dead!"
Ye Wen gritted her teeth hard, making a grinding sound.
Rong Yanqiao curved her lips into a cold smile, "Since that’s what you want, then let me make it clear to you. I won’t let you die, but I’ll make you live in unbearable pain!"
"Ye Wen, you’d better kill me!"
"Rong Yanqiao, stop threatening me here, I won’t give you such a day."
Ye Wen was fully prepared.
She even maliciously poured saltwater on Rong Yanqiao’s face.
When Rong Yanqiao was in excruciating pain, Ye Wen laughed hideously.
Until Rong Yanqiao was on the verge of death.
Ye Wen felt that this wasn’t enough and even recorded a video of it.
At that time, Rong Qingze went to Rong Yanqiao’s room, pushed the door open, and found Rong Yanqiao not there.
He went downstairs but didn’t see her there either.
The maid informed him that Rong Yanqiao had left over an hour ago.
Thinking she went to see Huo Yanshu, he imagined her and Huo Yanshu holding hands, hugging, even kissing, and Rong Qingze felt as if a fire was burning in his chest.
With continuous ups and downs, he directly dialed Rong Yanqiao’s number.