Chapter 35

“Bundle, right, there’s also a bundle…”

In extreme anger, Zhao Qingqing’s mind became even clearer.

She ran frantically to the spot where she had just dealt with Li Yukun and found the small bundle.

“Uncle Li, look, this is the bundle Ye Yao asked me to bring over. I’m sure it’s full of…”

Her confident words abruptly stopped when she shook the bundle open and saw what fell out.

Just a few tattered pieces of cloth, barely recognizable.

At that moment, her entire body froze, her blood turning cold. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the ground.

This was a trap. A carefully orchestrated trap by Ye Yao.

And she had fallen for it without a single doubt.

When she looked up at Ye Yao, her eyes were filled with venomous hatred, like a snake ready to strike.

Ye Yao was clearly gloating!

“You have nothing to explain now, do you? If Ye Yao had really eloped, why would she bring scraps of cloth? Zhao Qingqing, you’ve truly disappointed me!”

Li Wenqing’s face was grim as he stated the facts. Then, without another word, he turned and left.

The other men and women around them sighed, shaking their heads in disappointment, their murmurs filled with criticism.

Soon, the crowd dispersed.

“Ye Yao, are you satisfied now? I really underestimated you. Who would’ve thought that even a pig like you could be this cunning!”

Zhao Qingqing’s heart was bleeding. Tonight should have been the night she completely got rid of Ye Yao, but everything had been turned upside down.

Ye Yao smiled faintly. “Qingqing-jie, what are you saying? I don’t understand.”

Though the neighbors were walking away, she still didn’t give Zhao Qingqing any chance to explain herself.

She lifted her eyes and looked toward Li Yukun in the distance.

For some reason, Li Yukun shivered. He had more or less figured out what had happened tonight, but he still couldn’t believe it.

“Ye… Ye Yao, we…”

“Who is ‘we’ with you?”

Ye Yao cut him off with a single question. She was still smiling, but her voice sent chills down his spine.

Li Yukun froze in shock.

“Don’t ever let me see you again. Otherwise, you won’t be as lucky as you were today.”

Ye Yao issued the warning in a “calm” tone.

At that moment, a man and a woman ran toward them from the small path, pushing through the dispersing crowd.

It was Wang Guihua and Zhao Jianshe. They had already been preparing to go to bed when a neighbor suddenly came to their house, saying something had happened to Zhao Qingqing.

Only then did they realize that Zhao Qingqing, who should have been in the west room, was nowhere to be found.

“Qingqing, we’re here! Qingqing, what happened to you?”

Even from a distance, Wang Guihua was shouting at the top of her lungs.

Ye Yao brushed past them without stopping for even a second.

Seeing her parents, Zhao Qingqing could no longer hold back the grievances in her heart and burst into tears.

Wang Guihua rushed forward and hugged her daughter, flustered and sweating.

“Qingqing, tell Mom and Dad what happened! Who bullied you?”

Zhao Jianshe’s sharp voice carried a storm-like intensity, as if he could explode at any moment.

Li Yukun shuddered and didn’t dare breathe. In the next second, he took off running, faster than a rabbit.

He had no choice—he hadn’t just taken advantage of Zhao Qingqing, he had also ruined her reputation. If her father found out, he would definitely fight him to the death.

Right now, his life was more important.

Zhao Qingqing just kept crying and crying, unable to say a single word. Within a few breaths, she suddenly couldn’t catch her breath—

And fainted on the spot…