Chapter 307: Chapter 307 I Will Kill You_1 Chapter 307: Chapter 307 I Will Kill You_1 Her actions were so swift that no one could react in time. She grabbed a cloth from the side and stuffed it into his mouth. Ye Mohan didn’t even have time to let out a painful cry before his mouth was cruelly blocked.
Fist after fist hammered hard onto Ye Mohan’s face with relentless ruthlessness. Ye Mohan felt his world spinning, his face painfully agonizing, his breaths trapped.
His eyes widened in horror. He had never dreamed that Qiao Xiaren would dare to attack him backstage at Jiangbei Satellite TV. Trying his best to dodge blow to his face, after all, he still wanted to able to work in the entertainment industry in the future.
The sound of dull punches filled the backstage area, but no one in the front could detect what was happening, as the sound test on the stage completely covered the noise.
“Ye Mohan, you did come looking for a beating, didn’t you? You’re lucky that you didn’t die last time and yet you dare to show off in front of me? It seems that idiots like you cannot communicate normally. Your worldview disgusts me to the core. It’s bad enough that Qiao Anchu is a black-hearted white lotus, but you, a man, are so low as to pretend to be a white lotus. You might as well just whore yourself out! Seems like you didn’t learn your lesson last time. Today I’m going to teach you that once the whoring reaches a certain level, you can explode on the spot!”
Qiao Xiaren’s expression at this moment was completely different from before, her eyes gazed at the man in front of her with a cold intensity. She lifted her eyes slightly, reaching out slowly to wipe the corner of her mouth.
That moment, it felt like time slowed down, like in a movie, she was a devilishly evil character.
Ye Mohan’s eyes grew even wider, watching Qiao Xiaren calmly unsheathe a short knife, scratching it lightly on his face, “I assume you remember my warning, you should avoid me, instead of trying to pretend we have some kind of friendship? If not…”
Qiao Xiaren laughed gently as the chilly blade slid towards his fingers, “I don’t mind teaching you a lesson, to let you know who not to offend! Ye Mohan, you had quite the nerve to approach me after we had severed ties, who do you think you are to me?”
Ye Mohan suddenly felt nauseous, the knife slid across, even drawing a little blood. His mind went blank as though it were frozen, finally understanding that she, Qiao Xiaren, was a devil, and should not be provoked!
He had been overconfident, always assuming that no matter how tough Qiao Xiaren was, she was just a woman. But he had forgotten that she wasn’t an ordinary woman, she was not the weak little girl he could bully anymore!
If he had the chance to do it all over again, he wouldn’t dare provoke her again! She was too terrifying, too horrifying!
Lost in his thoughts, Ye Mohan felt a severe pain in his finger, and his world went black.
Qiao Xiaren scoffed coldly, what a worthless man. He had fainted before she even cut him. She casually put the dagger back in her bag and picked up Ye Mohan like a dead pig, throwing him into the changing room.
She glanced at herself in the mirror, touching up her appearance before leaving, her clothing not even slightly creased. After an unknown amount of time, Ye Mohan woke up from his fainting spell, feeling a sting in his neck.
Seeing that all his fingers were still intact, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. But the thought of her expression sent a shiver down his spine.
As he slowly crawled out of the changing room, Ye Mohan didn’t dare to make a sound as he hobbled off the backstage. As soon as he appeared, a crew member with a big beard started yelling at him.