Su Qingqing heard this, her face turned pale as paper. She knew Ye Huan’s strength was formidable! But seeing Su Zhiqiang possess such immense power made her start to panic. She began to feel uneasy. She started to despair. The power of Su Zhiqiang’s fist was beyond her comprehension. "Why... why..." Su Qingqing stared at Su Zhiqiang, her lips and voice trembling uncontrollably. "Because Ye Huan deserves to die!" "Time and again, he tramples me underfoot!" "Time and again, he makes me a clown!" "Su Qingqing, don’t you want to know what’s going on between me and Ye Huan?" Su Zhiqiang gave a cold sneer and laid bare all that had happened between him and Ye Huan! After the concert, at Ye’s Clubhouse, he displeased the real member, Ye Huan, trying to please Nan Zhen, making himself a clown; Then subsequently, along with Nan Zhen, he sought revenge on Ye Huan, only for Ye Qiqing to intervene, crippling Nan Zhen for which Su Zhiqiang had to kneel and beg for mercy, again becoming a clown; Later, in front of Ye Huan, he praised the owner of Tingxiang Pavilion, only to find out the owner was Ye Huan, again becoming a clown; Afterward, he called security to evict Ye Huan, only to be beaten half to death because Ye Huan was the owner, again becoming a clown! He narrated a series of events . Over a dozen tales of provoking Ye Huan only to end up a clown. He even mentioned taking Huang Panyi to disable Ye Huan’s legs, only to be beaten into a vegetative state himself. Su Zhiqiang wore a face full of anger. "That damned Ye Huan hits so hard." "Even considering our past, he should have spared me a few more times..." "If I were Ye Huan, I would have beaten you to death!" Su Qingqing angrily interrupted Su Zhiqiang’s grumbling. The cause of it all, without exception. Was Su Zhiqiang provoking Ye Huan! Ye Huan, for her sake and for old times, spared Su Zhiqiang time and again, giving him chances to reform. It was Su Zhiqiang who didn’t cherish them! Ye Huan had finally run out of patience, which is why he struck hard... No, it wasn’t too hard! It was a deserved strike! Su Zhiqiang deserved to die! Apart from feeling anger towards Su Zhiqiang. Su Qingqing felt a deep sorrow for herself, her eyes welled with tears of extreme regret. She loved Ye Huan so much, so why didn’t she trust him! Was it really as Zhang Huimin said, that she didn’t deserve to love Ye Huan? If you don’t trust a person. How could you be worthy of loving that person? Thinking about the times she accused Ye Huan of being sinister, saying he was duplicitous, ignoring all his warnings despite her indignation and dissatisfaction with him... Su Qingqing felt a pain in her heart. What kind of grievances did Ye Huan have to endure!!! Yet even in such circumstances, he still called to warn her... But she ignored it, believed Su Zhiqiang’s words, treated Ye Huan so poorly... Orıginal content can be found at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥 In the end, Ye Huan couldn’t stand it anymore and suggested they break up... Su Qingqing bit her lip, tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, overwhelmed by regret. Her fists clenched, her body shook with her sobs. If she could move, she would bash her head against the wall to atone! "Feel sorry for Ye Huan." "His mercy in not beating me to death right away was the biggest mistake of his life." "Next, he’ll pay the bloody price for his mercy!" Su Zhiqiang gave a sinister laugh, pulling out a scalpel embedded in the iron bed, just centimeters from Su Qingqing. Looking at Su Qingqing, who was full of hatred with not a trace of fear. The blade cut through the air. A gash over ten centimeters appeared on Su Qingqing’s face, bright red blood beads oozing from the skin and flowing down to the iron bed. The flashbulb lit up. Su Qingqing’s face, full of hatred, her face bleeding, her whole body bound by rebar, and the bloody scalpel were all captured by Su Zhiqiang’s camera. "Su Zhiqiang, you..." "Su Qingqing, guess if I sent this photo to Ye Huan, would he go mad with worry?" Su Zhiqiang asked with a grin, while operating his phone. On WeChat, he sent the photo to Ye Huan. Su Qingqing miraculously breathed a sigh of relief. Su Zhiqiang wanted to use her as bait to lure Ye Huan in himself. Su Qingqing gave a self-mocking smile, and said: "Su Zhiqiang, don’t waste your efforts." "I’ve exhausted Ye Huan’s patience, he has completely cut me off." "Even if I die, he won’t care anymore." The more Su Qingqing said, the more self-mocking her face became. Suddenly, a WeChat message notification sounded. Su Qingqing’s heart raced. She looked up straight at Su Zhiqiang. "Ye Huan is still as..." "Loyal and righteous." Su Zhiqiang’s face showed a mix of mockery and excitement. Mocking that Ye Huan, despite being a strong man, valued emotions so much. A strong man’s heart should be devoid of emotions! This showed that Ye Huan was nothing! He would never reach the level of Su Zhiqiang! Su Zhiqiang was excited. Once Ye Huan comes, all the humiliation he suffered before can be returned to Ye Huan, sending Ye Huan to Hell! "What... what did he reply..." Su Qingqing asked with a trembling voice. Su Zhiqiang said nothing, instead placing his phone screen in front of Su Qingqing. [If you want to save Su Qingqing, come within half an hour.] Attached was the photo taken earlier. Ye Huan’s reply was: "Su Zhiqiang, congratulations. You can prepare... for Hell!" At the moment she saw this message. Tears burst from Su Qingqing’s eyes, she let out a hysterical cry: