Chapter 1827: Tell Him This Is My Gift to Li Zhiwei
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She would marry Qie Yiyan at some point. Would Xie Xingqing be as happy as everyone else?
Xie Xuning sat in a chair and looked at Xie Xingqing coldly.
Everyone thought he would kill Xie Xingqing, but they were all wrong.
How would he kill her?
He had all kinds of means to make her suffer. He would show her that the worst thing that could happen to a person wasn’t to live or die. He wanted her to live in suffering instead of being dead.
Xie Xingqing said, “Uncle, I know I was very wrong.”
Xie Xuning winked before Xie Xingqing could finish speaking.
Someone came up to Xie Xingqing and handed her a knife.
Xie Xingqing called out, “Uncle.”
Xie Xingqing knew in an instant that she was going to die.
She also knew Xie Xuning’s cruelty and coldness better.
He could have killed her, but he wouldn’t do it himself.
Xie Xuning said, “You have a choice. Do you want to kill yourself or let someone else do it?”
Xie Xingqing had been suffering for so long that she wanted to die, but it was strange. When she wanted to die and was in pain, she thought about how nice it would be if she died like this.
Why did Xie Xingqing still want to live?
The flowers were so fragrant. The air was so fresh. The world was so beautiful.
Xie Xingqing said, “Uncle, it’s Li Zhiwei. Everything I did was instructed by Li Zhiwei.”
The strong desire to survive solidified Xie Xingqing’s resolution.
She thought that maybe if she told them everything she knew, Xie Xuning would show her mercy.
Xie Xingqing said, “Li Zhiwei was the first person to find out what I was thinking. It was she who led me all the way. Uncle, I am a very kind person, I...”
Xie Xingqing suddenly noticed Xie Xuning’s mocking smile when she was going to say something more.
Yes...
It was ridiculous for her to be talking about kindness.
If she had been kind, she would not have fooled a man who truly loved her for so many years.
It was true that everyone had the right to pursue true love, so it made sense for Xie Xingqing to have such a right, as well. The biggest problem was that she ruthlessly trampled other people’s love.
“Xie Xingqing, the knife has been given to you. It’s your choice,” Xie Xuning said.
Xie Xuning didn’t want to keep talking to Xie Xingqing. His time was precious.
As she stared at the knife in front of her, Xie Xingqing hesitated to do it. She raised her eyebrows slightly with a faint yet sorrowful smile on the corners of her mouth.
In the end...
Xie Xingqing inserted the knife into her heart right in front of Xie Xuning. Her blood spurted out like the red fireworks, but the color seemed kind of strange.
Qie Yiyan happened to witness the scene when he came. He didn’t know how to feel. It haunted him.
Xie Xuning said, “Give her to Ye Zhizhou. Tell him that it’s my gift to Li Zhiwei.”
At this point, Xie Xingqing was not the same person that Qie Yiyan once remembered.
Qie Yiyan nodded.
Xie Xingqing was dead.
Qie Yiyan knew clearly that if it wasn’t for him, Xie Xingqing would have died hundreds of times in Xie Xuning’s hands.
Qie Yiyan walked over to Chunxue, who had already freaked out.
She stared blankly at Qie Yiyan, who was walking toward her. He felt that she was the next to die.
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