Chapter 90: Killing and Heartbreaking

Xiang Wanqiao took a deep breath, slowly regained his composure, straightened his back, and leaned back in his chair.

Xiao Xuan’an seemed to understand something, his eyes widened, you…

Yes.

Xiang Wanqiao looked at him without any ripples, as if he was looking at a dead person.

In this life, I am here to take your life.

Xiao Xuan’an’s pupils trembled suddenly, and his eyes instantly became dead silent.

Xiang Wanqiao suddenly raised his hand, hooked his fingers, and signaled Zhou Nian behind him.

Zhou Nian understood, took a stack of photos and came forward, and threw the photos in front of Xiao Xuan’an.

Xiao Xuan’an glanced at the scattered photos on the ground, and the pain in his eyes was as sharp as a knife.

Xiang Wanqiao hooked his lips playfully, during the time you were away, Lu Siwei was like a fish in water, enjoying herself under various men. Tell me, is it worth it for such a woman?

No…

Xiao Xuan closed his eyes, trying to isolate those dazzling images and harsh words.

He comforted himself: Weiwei won’t betray me… She won’t…

Ah!

Lu Siwei, you bitch! You shameless bitch!

Xiao Xuan’an’s heart was filled with anger and pain, but he could do nothing now, and could only roar to vent his emotions.

Xiang Wanqiao continued to kill and hurt his heart: And your good father, the day after you disappeared, he returned to the Xiao family and took refuge with Xiao Muchen, performing the drama of deep fatherly love every day.

It seems that he has chosen to give up you and your son.

Enough! Stop talking! Xiao Xuan was helpless and furious, I don’t want to listen!

Xiang Wanqiao ignored his words and continued: Finally, your good mother has been bullied every day since she went to prison. No wonder, with her annoying personality, she is lucky not to be tortured to death.

No…

Do you think she will be able to get out of prison in three years?

Xiao Xuan bit his lower lip and begged again humbly: Qiaoqiao, it’s all my fault. If you have anything to say, come to me. Don’t hurt my mother.

Xiang Wanqiao scratched her ears and said coldly: I should have warned you more than once not to call me that again.

Xiao Xuan’s heart trembled, and he quickly changed his words: Wanqiao, Wanqiao, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong…

Xiang Wanqiao looked at him coldly and said lightly: Not all mistakes can be easily forgiven. All this is the retribution you deserve.

Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, Xiao Xuan was desperate and just broke the jar.

Then kill me now! Kill me, kill me!

Xiang Wanqiao clenched her hands tightly, her long nails sank into her flesh and blood, leaving a few red marks, but she didn’t feel anything.

She was trying her best to endure.

At this time, Xiao Xuan laughed loudly and provoked her: Come on! Kill me with a knife, so that you can avenge yourself in your previous life.

Zhou Nian’s eyelids jumped when he heard this.

He quickly bent down and whispered in Xiang Wanqiao’s ear, urging her to calm down: Miss, you have to calm down, don’t be affected by his words.

Come on! Kill me!

Xiang Wanqiao suddenly laughed softly, but the smile did not reach her eyes, Kill you? How can I do that? I haven’t had enough fun yet, how can I let you die so easily.

Xiao Xuan’an’s body shook violently, looking into her eyes, the fear tightly wrapped around him like a vine.

Xiang Wanqiao, if you have the guts, kill me now!

Kill me! Let me die! Let me die!

Xiang Wanqiao’s cold eyes were a little more playful at this time, and he said word by word: Impossible, I will make you, beg for life but not for death.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Nian immediately signaled his men with his eyes.

Then, Xiao Xuan’an was sealed with tape, and then he was tortured again and again.

Xiang Wanqiao watched quietly, and all kinds of things in her previous life kept interweaving and overlapping with the current scenes in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, her heart was like being pressed by a heavy stone, making her almost breathless.

Xiang Wanqiao stood up suddenly and hurriedly left the dim warehouse as if escaping.

Seeing Xiao Xuan’an suffering endless torture, she did not feel the slightest joy in her heart after her great revenge.

Walking out of the warehouse, Xiang Wanqiao’s soul seemed to be sucked out of her. Her eyes were sluggish and empty, and her face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

Qiaoqiao.

Hearing a gentle call, Xiang Wanqiao raised her head blankly and looked in the direction of the voice.

Gu Jingzhan’s handsome face fiercely hit her field of vision. His eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle, and his tall figure was walking towards her slowly.

Every step he took seemed to step on the tip of her heart, allowing her frozen heart to be re-injected with blood and gradually come alive.

She just stood there, staring at him without blinking, waiting for him to walk in front of her.

Gu Jingzhan stood in front of her, said nothing, but reached out and touched her face, then took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Xiang Wanqiao leaned in his arms, feeling the warmth he brought, listening to his strong heartbeat, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Gu Jingzhan hugged her slightly cold body and comforted her softly: Don’t be afraid, it’s okay, I’m here.

As soon as his soothing words came out, Xiang Wanqiao cried even harder, like a child who had suffered a lot of grievances.

She finally found support, hugged his waist tightly, and cried and vented to her heart’s content.

Gu Jingzhan held her quietly, letting her tears wet his clothes.

He knew that she had been suppressed in her heart for a long time, and now she finally found an outlet.

It’s okay, I’m here, everything is over.

Xiang Wanqiao kept crying, and Gu Jingzhan simply carried her to the car, let her sit in his arms, and coaxed her slowly.

Okay, don’t cry. He wiped her tears gently with a handkerchief, and said with pity in his eyes: Look at you, you’ve cried like a little cat.

Xiang Wanqiao pouted, with two crystal tears hanging in her eyes, sobbing and saying: You… do you think I’m ugly?

No. Gu Jingzhan lowered his head and kissed her red eyes, coaxing softly: My Qiaoqiao will always be the most beautiful girl in the world.

Xiang Wanqiao listened to his words, and the last trace of insecurity in her heart disappeared.

She put her arms around his neck and buried her head deeply in his shoulders and neck, as if she wanted to integrate herself into his arms.

Gu Jingzhan slightly tilted his head and rubbed her head gently with his chin, It’s okay, it’s all over.

After a long silence, Xiang Wanqiao suddenly said: Gu Jingzhan, do you believe that there is such a thing as rebirth in this world?

Huh?

Actually… what I told you before was not a dream, it was something I experienced in my previous life.