431: Wang Santing's Death (3)

Wang Santing's Death (3)

Qin Yi stood there in silence. The hem of her champagne dress blew in the wind. Her stunning face was expressionless, and her phoenix eyes swept across, but it made Wang Santing feel a sense of overbearing power.0

"Are you done talking?"

Qin Yi's voice was very pleasing to the ears. Unlike the usual soft and clear voice of a girl, her voice always had a tinge of iciness like the sound of a mountain spring.

Wang Santing was in a daze. She suddenly felt like she didn't know who this young lady was. Was she still the same obedient Qin Yi who always hid behind her mother in the past?

She saw that man's shadow in Qin Yi, that man who charged through the dark road by himself. That man who was known as Master Qin.

"It's my turn to speak if you're done." Qin Yi played with a wisp of her own hair and leaned on Yun Huan lazily. She spoke in a careless tone. "Wang Santing, you're not a human nor a beast now - make a guess, what if your big brother Qin Mian sees you now? How would he react? Would he despise you? Oh, I forgot that he had always despised you. No, he hated you. He had always loved Sun Zhilan only."

"You, Wang Santing, were nothing in his eyes and his heart. Even Qin Jiaojiao belonged to you and another man, but you stubbornly thought that she was Qin Mian's child."

Qin Yi did not mince her words and had a hint of ridicule in her tone. Previously, after she 'died', she saw everything that happened in her previous life.

Qin Jiaojiao belonged to Wang Santing and another man whom Wang Santing slept with when she was drunk, but she refused to admit it, or perhaps she was subconsciously so stubborn that she insisted that Qin Jiaojiao was Qin Mian's child. After that, she schemed against Qin Mian; both of them didn't sleep together at all.

Everyone knew how to step on one's sore spot; Wang Santing made Qin Yi suffer so she made Wang Santing suffer more.

"You're lying! Jiaojiao is big brother Mian's child! She is his biological daughter," Wang Santing shouted in despair like a shrew.

She hated Sun Zhilan and the fact that she snatched Qin Mian away. Qin Mian belonged to her and she alone was worthy for him. Sun Zhilan had nothing but good looks. She was a total idiot.

But she, Wang Santing, was talented and brilliant; why, why, why would Qin Mian choose that b*tch?

Qin Yi looked at the crazy Wang Santing and didn't have any sympathy in her heart at all. With feelings and relationships, it isn't whether you're worthy or not. It was just whether there was love or not.

And it was clear that Qin Mian didn't love her.

"I want to kill you!" Wang Santing had a sudden explosion of malicious air around her as she pounced towards Qin Yi, but Qin Yi dodged the attack easily.

Her stunning little face was completely cold. "Yun Huan, I want to deal with this myself. I will dig out that tumor in my heart today."

Yun Huan stopped just as he was about to take action and looked at the young lady who had a desire to fight. She was as beautiful as a red plum on the wintry tree, tough and tall, and his face turned gentler suddenly. "Sure."

"Little b*tch, we still don't know who's going to die today." Wang Santing came to her senses slightly and there were thorns on her green vines as she whipped it towards Qin Yi.

Qin Yi formed an ice knife with her hands and charged forward without hesitation. Her countenance was icy; this time, she wasn't fighting against Wang Santing. Qin Yi was fighting against herself.

Both parties exchanged multiple blows and Wang Santing was more difficult to deal with that Qin Yi thought.

Mainly because her vines were very strong, and her ice knife didn't even leave a mark when it chopped down.

Qin Yi waved her hand and the ground beneath Wang Santing's feet turned to ice.

Wang Santing had a look of disdain as she moved herself with the vines and successfully dodged Qin Yi. 

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