Qin Qin lifted her head from the ground and looked around to the sound of Jing Zhimei’s hoarse and unpleasant voice coming from directly in front.
It was a very rudimentary place, with considerable rust on the window sill and traces of rainwater soiling the glass. The dark walls were covered with numerous posters, old and dirty. Most importantly, the place even emitted a musty smell.
Had Jing Zhimei been living here all this time? How pitiful!
Qin Qin curled her lips into a smile, a tinge of mockery in her expression. Jing Zhimei saw her smile and, infuriated, stepped forward to grab Qin Qin’s collar. "What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? You’re mocking me, aren’t you? What right do you have to mock me? If it weren’t for you, would I have ended up ?"
Qin Qin met Jing Zhimei’s gaze with a cold smile. "Jing Zhimei, oh, no, Qin Yuanshuang, what right do you have to always go against me, to frame me? When I treated you as my closest kin, how did you treat me? Since coming into this world, isn’t it true that every single time you’ve tried to frame me, wishing to see me dead? Today, you have become what you are, and it’s nothing but the result of your own doings."
"No, you’re talking nonsense, it’s not like that, it’s all because of you. If you weren’t stronger than me, if all eyes weren’t on you, I wouldn’t have killed you."
People like Jing Zhimei would never admit their faults, and so Qin Qin didn’t feel the need to say more. But not speaking yourself didn’t mean she wouldn’t speak to you.
"Finally, I was better than you in this lifetime, but then you also came to this world, causing me to fall from the highest to the lowest, to live in a place ."
God knows how painful it was for her to live in such a place, enduring the foul stench and noise every day, even having rats crawl onto her bed at night. She was on the verge of a breakdown daily. If not for the hatred that sustained her, she couldn’t have endured it at all.
"Jing Zhimei, you are truly pitiful and laughable! All of this is the punishment you deserve."
Qin Qin sneered and shook her head.
"No, no, no, it’s not, it’s all because of you, all you, so I won’t let you go, Qin Qin. In this life, it’s either you or me."
Jing Zhimei laughed wildly, her laughter cold and desolate.
She tore off the mask on her face, revealing the savagely scarred visage. "If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have become this ugly. Qi Tianshang is a demon, he had people ruin my face, poison my voice, and even tried to kill me, but luckily, I was smart enough to escape."
Qin Qin saw the state of Jing Zhimei’s face, a hint of surprise in her eyes. Jing Zhimei’s originally beautiful face had been completely destroyed, impossible to look at, it was even more frightening than when Qin Qin’s face was disfigured.
Full of hatred, Jing Zhimei glared at Qin Qin. "I always thought, I truly thought Qi Tianshang was helping me, but he was using me. He used me to plant the Scorching Heart Gu in you, orchestrating everything just to get to you. Hahaha, it’s ridiculous, so ridiculous!"
"Haha, Qin Qin, you still don’t know who Qi Tianshang really is, do you? You haven’t seen his face either, have you? Do you want me to tell you? Heh heh!"
Jing Zhimei’s expression was wrong, a bit frenzied, a bit ferocious.
Qin Qin’s eyes slightly narrowed. Did Jing Zhimei know who Qi Tianshang was?
Sitting on an old and tattered sofa in front of Qin Qin, Jing Zhimei said, "Do you want me to tell you? I suppose you’ve been dying to know! Actually... Qi Tianshang looks exactly like Qi Shangyi."
"What?" Qin Qin’s eyes widened. Qi Tianshang looked exactly like Qi Shangyi? How could that be?
"Hehehe, you didn’t know, did you? I even suspect there must be a connection between Qi Tianshang and Qi Shangyi; at first, I even wondered if they were the same person, but later I denied it. Qi Shangyi doesn’t know medical skills, but Qi Tianshang does, and his medical skills are even better than yours or mine, but... Qi Tianshang also knows everything about Qi Shangyi. What exactly is their relationship?"
If it had been a thousand years ago, Jing Zhimei definitely wouldn’t have believed in such supernatural notions, but now she did.
She believed that Qi Tianshang must be intricately related to Qi Shangyi.
"What are you saying?" Qin Qin stared at Jing Zhimei, unable to conceal the shock and turmoil in her heart.
Who exactly is Qi Tianshang? Why does he look just like Qi Shangyi? Why does he know everything about Qi Shangyi, yet he is not Qi Shangyi?
"Hehe, you must also be guessing in your heart, Qin Qin!"
"But you won’t have the chance to know the answer, because today it’s certain you won’t leave here alive. I want you dead, I want you dead, Qin Qin."
Jing Zhimei howled madly, stood up, and went to the corner, where she had bought gasoline. Laughing maniacally, she poured gasoline around the house.
She wanted to burn Qin Qin alive; she wanted them to die together.