Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Han Xue’er, give it up. I won’t beg you!”
Han Xue’er was enraged. “Do you think I won’t dare to do anything to you because you have Young Master Jie’s support? Okay, then I will show you! I will cut your face now! Let’s see if Young Master Jie will still like you!”
She lifted her knife and her arm was just about to fall when Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly laughed.
“What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at!” Han Xue’er was irritated by her.
Without a blade placed against her face, Mu Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at her proudly. She smiled and said confidently, “I just want to tell you that whether I am disfigured or not or if my body looks different, I am sorry, but Yin Shaojie will still like me. He just likes me. I will be the only one he likes in this lifetime!”
From the crazy look on Han Xue’er’s face, she knew that she might not be able to live through it this time.
So, she couldn’t care anymore!
Mu Xiaoxiao wasn’t intentionally provoking Han Xue’er.
She was only expressing her true feelings.
She just wanted Han Xue’er to know how much Yin Shaojie liked her. He liked her not because of her appearance but because she was Mu Xiaoxiao!
Only because she was Mu Xiaoxiao!
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled derisively and said, “Han Xue’er, even if you did plastic surgery and had my pretty face and hot body, Yin Shaojie would still not like you. In his heart, other women are nothing. He only likes me! Until forever!”
“No! That’s wrong! Shut up! You shut your mouth!”
Like a lunatic, Han Xue’er hit Mu Xiaoxiao out of nowhere.
Mu Xiaoxiao leaned her head to the side. With nowhere to escape, she had no choice but to eat her fist.
“If you didn’t exist, Young Master Jie would definitely like me! Mu Xiaoxiao, you slut. How can you say that Young Master Jie will only like you! It’s not possible that he will only like you alone! Go to hell!”
Han Xue’er’s eyes grew even redder. She grasped tightly the blade in her hand, pointed it at Mu Xiaoxiao, and went to stab her.
Mu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes tightly.
The sharp, cold blade stopped above her neck.
Someone stopped Han Xue’er. She turned her head back in annoyance and said to Yu Zhe, “Why are you stopping me! Let go! Why do you still like this filth! Why do you still like this filth, that so many men have slept with and ridden! I can easily find you a hundred or a thousand women like her!”
Seeing that even Yu Zhe wanted to protect Mu Xiaoxiao, Han Xue’er grew even angrier.
Anger had flushed her face red as if she could explode at any time.
Yu Zhe said coldly, “Didn’t you say that you wouldn’t let her die so quickly? You still have to torture her slowly and make her beg for death. If you kill her now, it’d just be easy for her.”
Hearing this, Han Xue’er’s expression froze, and she nodded her head in a daze.
“Yes… I can’t let her get off so easily. I still have things that I have prepared for her…”
Yu Zhe gestured to the Han Xue’er’s bodyguards with a look. Then the man came over and said to Han Xue’er, “Miss, the people you called for are coming right away.”
“Good! Excellent! Hahahahaha!” Han Xue’er seemed to have remembered something as she laughed out loud.
She put down the knife in her hand and said delightedly to Mu Xiaoxiao, “I have prepared for you… many, many men. They are all hobos, all dirty and stinky. I will let them rape you. I will let each one of them rape you. Let’s see if you can still feel proud of yourself! Slut!”