C3 Kill Her

With that, I was stupefied in my position. Just when I was about to ask what was going on, my father walked towards me, and a slap stung on my face, causing my head to hit the wall behind me. Before I came back to my senses, I have already heard him cursing, "Qin Jiaqi, we raised you for three years, and is that how you repay us?"

The taste of blood was spreading in my mouth, and I was in a trance.

I tried to stand up straight, looked at my father and asked, "What…"

"You still have the face to ask? Do you think that we don't know what you've done? You schemed against your sister, fed her sleeping pills, and replaced her as the bride in her wedding! If we hadn't discovered this earlier and brought Meng to the hospital to have a gastric lavage, we wouldn't even know if she would still be alive right now!"

He lifted his hand and gave me a slap on my face again.

The slap was even more ruthless than before, I instantly fell onto the ground in a daze.

Although my eyes were blurry, my mind was exceptionally clear!

A few days ago, I was told by my parents that Qin Jiameng fell in love with Fanli who was working in their company, but she did not dare disobey Ji Qingxuan, so they decided to replace her with me.

Besides, two days ago, I was the one who personally escorted my sister to the airport and watched her going through the security check.

But how did it turn out to be me scheming against Qin Jiameng?

My mind was in a mess, not knowing what was going on.

There were things that came to the surface of my mind, yet I did not want to believe.

Father still seemed to be furious, he then picked up a wooden stool from the side and threw it at my head!

I was shocked that I tried to dodge it, but I was still hit in the back!

It hurts!

Despite how painful it was, I still endured it without crying out. This was something I have learned from the orphanage.

Because even if I was sick, no one would be by my side to take care of me. Therefore, what was the point of crying?

As time passed, no matter how much I have to suffer, I would just endure it myself.

Seeing that I did not cry, my father got even more furious and hit me a few more times, and all I did was clenching my teeth to endure the pain.

Finally, my mother could not take it anymore and grabbed the stool, "That's enough, she'll be dead if you continue beating her!"

"She deserves it!" Father threw the chair away and said furiously.

I only dared to lifted up my head when I heard him throwing away the stool. Then I saw Qin Jiameng in Ji Qingxuan's arms, staring at me, "Qingxuan, look, my parents have already taught her a lesson, can we just forget about it? After all, she grew up in an orphanage, it's normal for her to learn something bad."

Although she sounded sympathizing, yet I could clearly see from her eyes that she was not sympathizing me, but scheming against me!

This proved that my prediction was right!

I laid in the corner without saying a word, because my spine was hurting so badly and afraid my father would beat me up again.

Ji Qingxuan stared at me with his black coal eyes with a hint of mixed emotions. After a while, he then parted his mouth and said, "We'll talk about it later."

After that, my parents, Qin Jiameng and Ji Qingxuan all sat down in the living room.

"Go upstairs and get out of my sight! Or I'll beat you to death!" My father warned as he saw me at the corner.

Staring at Qin Jiameng sitting beside Ji Qingxun and holding his arms intimately.

This was what a husband and wife should be like…

I endured the pain and arched my back, staring at the stairs in front of me, to me, those were like a stairway to heaven. Each step I took was a negotiation rather than an order, covering with cold sweats all over my body.

However, at that moment my heart hurt more than my body, it felt like my entire world has turned into darkness, slowly being swallowed by the dark.

Although I have no idea why things have turned out this way, but I clearly understand that I was being schemed.

Qin Jiameng's coquettishness, Ji Qingxuan's pampering words, and my parents' doting words sounded behind me.

In that instant, I finally understood that it was their world, and I was just a clown who had never really been part of it.