Ye Qingqing heard Lu Mo's call ringtone, but she deliberately refused to answer. Now was the critical moment and she didn't want to be distracted.

When Lu Mo asked, she just wanted a reason to make excuses and first solve the two slags.

Ye Qingqing held the syringe and walked to Ye Yuanzhe, bent down to look at him. Ye Yuanzhe couldn't see it, but he felt someone in front of him, and he was so panicked that he crawled backwards, but his back had already reached the wall and he had no choice but to retreat.

"No...don't...please..."

Ye Yuanzhe begged hard, mixed with crying, so pitiful.

Ye Qingqing was indifferent. If it were her, Ye Yuanzhe would not be ruthless. She chuckled, "Don't be afraid... You will soon be ecstatic and die, go to the Pure Land..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stabbed hard, and all the potions in the syringe were pierced.

Feeling the stinging pain on his arm, Ye Yuanzhe became even more panicked, "What did you... beat me?"

Ye Qingqing sneered, "I don't know either. Your good sister brings me a baby who wants to deal with me!"

“…Send me to the hospital……See you…”

Ye Yuanzhe was so scared that he knew what it was, because those fans were brought for Ye Susu. The mysterious man only said that he wanted to live, but did not say that he could not inject the product. Ye Yuanzhe wanted Ye Qingqing to live or die.

He has no choice but to live up to his own sins. Now he has tasted the bitter fruit he has planted.

Ye Qingqing had a lot of injections, and it didn't take long before Ye Yuanzhe had an attack. His pupils spread, and he showed a psychedelic smile on his face. He danced with his hands and feet, and he stumbling and danced. He hit the windowsill several times, which made Ye Susu frightened.

"I am the richest man in HK... I can't spend all the money... haha..."

Ye Yuanzhe laughed wildly and entered the psychedelic dream world. In the dream, he became the richest man in HK whom thousands of people admired. Even Miao Tianxiang dared not be presumptuous in front of him. It was so comfortable...

"Everyone kneels down...that throne belongs to mine..."

Ye Yuanzhe walked towards the windowsill with pride. He thought it was a golden throne and would be the best in the world if he sat on it. No one was qualified to compete with him.

Ye Susu watched Ye Yuanzhe climb to the windowsill step by step, and wanted to sit on it, panic and shouted: "No!"

"Get out!"

Ye Yuanzhe thought it was a troublemaker who wanted to compete with him for the throne, so he cursed angrily and continued to sit on the 'throne'. He almost fell down several times, which was thrilling to see.

Ye Qingqing held his fists and looked at him coldly, watching him step by step towards destruction.

"I am the richest man...haha...ah!"

Ye Yuanzhe finally sat on the windowsill, and was so excited that he twisted his body. His body was still facing away from the outside. Every time he moved, he was one step closer to death, and finally—

My body sat in the air and fell down perfectly. His screams came from afar, gradually becoming weaker.

Ye Qingqing sneered silently and looked at Ye Susu with a dismal expression. She sucked all the remaining powder into the syringe.

"It's your turn!"

"No...I won't say it...I swear..."

Ye Susu looked at Ye Qingqing who was getting closer and closer. She didn't want to die. Even if she became a useless person, she didn't want to die. How great it would be to be alive!

"Only those who die will keep the secret!"

Ye Qingqing didn't want to talk nonsense to her. Ye Yuanzhe fell down and had already alarmed the hotel. She had to hurry up.
Chapter completed!