Yun Qiao was also curious and wanted to see what Ying Xue would fart.
Everyone underestimated Ying Xue, including Yun Qiao, which allowed Ying Xue to successfully fish in troubled waters.
Yun Qiao should get to know Ying Xue again.
After searching, I couldn't find any useful information. After all, Ying Xue was always behind Ying Han.
If you want to understand her, you have to get in touch with her again.
Yun Qiao didn't want to stumble on her a second time.
"...I am also very sad about the death of your junior sister.
She didn't do anything wrong, but she ended up like that."
Ying Xue said, "You can also see how wretched, greedy and conceited men are."
Yun Qiao took the wine poured by the waiter and took a sip.
Bloody wine stains stained her lips. The sweet fragrance of the grapes mixed with the slight astringency of the wine, leaving a slightly spicy-sweet aftertaste that was intoxicating.
"The deceased is gone, there is nothing left to say.
Junior sister's tragic death is indeed a tragedy in the world, but I have avenged her."
Yun Qiao said.
There is no resurrection after death.
The only thing that can be done is to avenge her, put her soul to rest, and comfort her family.
"Yes, it is very satisfying to have a great revenge."
Ying Xue smiled.
She then said to Ying Han and Suzuki, "If you don't do big things and can't control what's in your crotch, you deserve to die."
Yun Qiao looked at her: "Ying Han is your brother."
"Indeed."
"When did you start hating him?"
Yun Qiao asked again, "There is often love and hate between relatives.
No matter how much you hate, you still love.
Blood is a terrible curse, it makes love stick very tightly."
Ying Xue shook the crystal wine glass in her hand, and ripples appeared in the blood-colored wine.
Under the light, her eyes were charming and sparkling, and she was inexplicably more charming.
A woman's temperament will be obscured.
When Yun Qiao looked at Ying Xue before, she thought she was ordinary, dignified and boring.
Looking at her now, her face and eyes have a new look, she looks like a different person.
"We are not brothers and sisters."
Ying Xue said.
Yun Qiao: "It's surprising.
You two look a bit alike."
"Having the same father and mother, it's natural for them to be somewhat similar. They are all like their father."
Ying Xue said, "My mother is a dancer and she is very good to me.
My grandmother felt that the blood of the Ying family was important, even if it was a dancer's, it should be taken back and raised.
In this way, we were forced to separate mother and daughter.
I was five years old at that time and I remember everything.
I remember that my mother took the torn furs to repair, but spent a lot of money to buy me a piano; I remember that when my mother came back in the morning, she had hot pancakes hidden in her arms, and she gave them to me like a treasure.
I also remember that it rained on the day the Ying family robbed me, and my mother cried bitterly in the mud and kowtowed to them.
Alas, it’s quite miserable anyway.”
Yun Qiao: "..."
I don’t know if it’s true, or Ying Xue is deliberately doing misfortune to Yun Qiao to gain sympathy.
"Ying Han was also snatched back from outside. He came to Ying's family when he was one year old.
Neither of us were born to that woman in the family.
But the woman gave birth to four children, each of whom died in infancy.
She is mentally ill and treats us like children.
While beating and scolding, they said it was for our own good, but they did one thing in front of us and did the other behind their backs. It was really hilarious.
Ying Han and I have been together since childhood, so we have a bit of a friendship."
Ying Xue said again.
Many families have twisted relationships.
What Ying Xue said was not too bizarre, it was that the wife of the wife suppressed herself to raise a child born out of another family for the sake of her bloodline and her husband's family.
I hate her so much, but I also want to use these two foreign children as bargaining chips, and I am suffering every day.
"... How much friendship do you have, and yet you still push him towards death?"
Yun Qiao's expression was calm.
Ying Xue laughed: "It's not my fault.
He came up with the plan, and he asked me to execute it.