"Slap."
Xu Qian felt her cheek go numb with pain, her mouth filling with the taste of rust.
"Bitch, how dare you try to seduce Guan Weiyun!"
Jiang Shuo gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with blood-red fury.
Xu Qian pressed her lips together, remaining silent.
*Heh, Jiang Shuo has gone mad!*
She had merely glanced at that man!
But the more she explained, the more torture she would endure. It was better to just shut her mouth and say nothing. Anyway, she was used to being beaten by Jiang Shuo.
Jiang Shuo looked at her serene, snow-white face, his handsome features twisted in rage. *This shameless woman!*
Jiang Shuo's veins bulged on his arm as he lifted Xu Qian and threw her onto the sofa behind him.
Another round of…
Xu Qian's pupils, like dead pools, stared blankly at the room, unblinking.
Her heart, however, was ice-cold.
*As long as I can live, that's good.*
*For my sister, for her to live, that's good.*
Afterward.
"Ptooey."
His spit, yellow and phlegmy, landed on her bruised body.
Xu Qian clenched her fists, suppressing the urge to get up.
In the apocalypse, without this man's protection, she was like a lamb led to the slaughter.
Jiang Shuo, his face expressionless, put on his military uniform. "Brothers, come in."
Xu Qian realized what Jiang Shuo was about to do, her face turning pale as she sat up from the sofa.
"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, I know I was wrong. I'll serve you, okay?"
The team had over twenty people, but Xu Qian was the exclusive woman for Jiang Shuo and Jiang Huai. She was the only one who had managed to stay by their side for so many years without incident, and no one dared to touch her.
"If you knew today, why did you do it back then?"
Jiang Shuo sneered, flicked away the woman's slender wrist, and pulled out a cigar to light it.
A dozen men pushed and shoved their way in.
When they saw Xu Qian completely naked, their eyes lit up with predatory glints, but out of fear of Jiang Shuo, no one rushed forward.
"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, for my years of following you and Xu Huai, please spare me."
Xu Qian's tears could no longer be held back as she climbed naked from the bed, crawled before Jiang Shuo, and knelt, hugging his sturdy thigh in a posture of utter humility.
Jiang Shuo's deep-set eyes wavered. Xu Qian was strong-willed, and usually, even under extreme torture, she wouldn't shed a single tear. This time, she must be truly terrified. Besides, Xu Qian had been with the two brothers for so many years; perhaps it was best to let it go?
Just as Jiang Shuo was hesitating, Yu Wan'er arrived.
"Xu Qian, Brother Jiang and Brother Huai have long been utterly fed up with you. Don't flatter yourself anymore."
Yu Wan'er snapped her fingers, and Xu Qian's entire body floated up, landing by the bedside, her head striking the headboard precisely. Blood trickled from her forehead down to her jaw.
Jiang Shuo's mind cleared. *What was he thinking? The Yu family was now his greatest support. A dead woman, what did that matter?*
Xu Qian looked up at the seductive woman before her. Black short hair, a small, oval face painted with heavy makeup, and a body wrapped in a tight red leather suit, exuding a fiery allure.
Xu Qian sat on the ground, a faint smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
*To maintain such a state in the apocalypse, she must be a powerful ability user. No wonder Jiang Shuo had been going out so frequently since last week; it was all for this woman, wasn't it?*
*She couldn't die. Xiao Nian was still in the hospital, relying on her to live.*
Xu Qian was dragged back onto the bed. She glared at everyone present with her crimson eyes, vowing to remember and make them pay the price one day.
It was utterly repulsive.
At this moment, she finally felt that death would be a release…
With immense willpower, Xu Qian gritted her teeth and endured.
Her body was dotted with countless marks.
The pain was unbearable.
Xu Qian struggled to lift her head, only to see that woman sitting on Jiang Shuo's lap, sharing a cigar with him.
Smoke swirled around them.
The seductive woman's red lips curved into a smile, but the words she spoke chilled one to the bone.
"Yo, Brother Jiang, she's not dead yet."
Jiang Shuo looked at Xu Qian on the bed as if she were a piece of garbage.
"Then give her a shot."
He drew a gun from his waist without hesitation.
"Bang."
Xu Qian's expression of shock seemed frozen on her face. Crimson blood spread rapidly from her head. Her neck tilted, her eyes staring straight ahead.
Naked.
Dying with her eyes wide open.
*Yes, she deserved it. It was her fault for misjudging people. She had followed Jiang Shuo for nearly six years, from 18 to 25. Jiang Shuo had helped her save Xiao Nian, and she was willing to be his mistress.*
*Over the years, women had come and gone around him, but she had been there from the beginning to the end.*
*She thought, given their relationship, no matter how she was punished, she would at least be spared.*
*She had truly been blind, how could she have believed that they saw her as unique.*
*My poor Xiao Nian, what will you do?*