Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Chapter 679 Absolute Denial

A rapid knock on the door broke the swampy silence in the room.

"Sir? Sir?!"

Qin Wu didn't raise his head or move, he just said, "No one is allowed to come in, stay away from the door."

"Sir! Is there something wrong?"

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? I told you to get out!!!"

The sudden burst of volume was accompanied by the loud thud of a teacup being thrown.

The force was so great that it flew across half the room and hit the door, then fell onto the carpet and rolled around.

The overflowing hostility suddenly silenced the people outside the door, and after a moment, a respectful "yes" was heard.

It seemed as if this kind of Qin Wu made them feel more familiar. They believed that he had everything under control and did not dare to disobey him at all.

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Dim interior.

Wen Can retracted his gaze, raised his hand to touch the side of his face that was almost brushed by the teacup, and silently looked across.

The corners of Qin Wu's mouth twitched slightly.

"It was too dark to see clearly. Fortunately, you are okay."

"..."

Ye Kong was very calm. She asked Qin Wu: "Do you want to continue listening?"

There was nothing in her voice, and when it fell into the cold air, it became the cold air itself.

But because of this, it inexplicably possesses some divinity.

It's as if she is staring at you so objectively, so sincerely, so distantly and unquestionably, staring at you like a mirror or the surface of water.

No matter where the real you is hiding, she can easily reflect your deepest self that you are not even aware of.

The temperature is getting lower and lower.

Some people had goose bumps on their arms.

Qin Wu's tone was light and he once again did not answer directly. Instead, he said with a smile: "If I am a poor creature, then that's just fine, isn't it? You should save a poor creature like me."

"Do you really want to be rescued by me?"

Ye Kong said.

Qin Wu tilted his head in confusion.

"If you really wanted to be saved by me, you should have let me go when you were seventeen, or you should have come out to stop me when I was beaten instead of standing outside the window and watching coldly - if that were the case, we would have some other possibilities, but you wouldn't do that, because you are better at and like to pull others down than to let others pull you down."

"Violence, power, destruction and ruin, these are your instincts."

"When you proposed to talk to me, didn't you know that I wouldn't say anything nice, and would probably even attack you and make you feel miserable? But you still insisted. Why? Because you also long to understand yourself. Even if there is a 99.9% chance that you will hear something unpleasant and even more despairing from me, you still want to 'talk to me' for that 0.1% hope - you probably think that I have nowhere else to go, and maybe I will say something nice to save my life, just like seven years ago."

"It sounds quite inspiring, right? But the inspiring part is only 0.1%, and 99.9% of you are a person who knows it is torture but still swallows it."

"Do you want me to save you? You don't even want to save yourself, so how can you want me to save you? Your plan is to imprison me in the Qin family forever after the dust settles tonight, right? Don't you know that this will make killing you my life goal from now on? You know, you know."

"Qin Wu."

The girl's voice lingered coldly, spreading in the night like light smoke.

"To you, I am not a life-saving medicine, but a knife to kill you. You want to keep me by your side, not to save yourself, but to kill yourself."

Every figure in the darkness looked like a solidified stone statue.

Her words struck the night and the heart beneath the stone statue.

"You've said countless times that you're willing to die in my hands. That hasn't changed from seven years ago to seven years later. Do you think you're kidding? You pretend to be joking, but in fact, you keep doing it again and again. Even your parents know that I will really do it. Don't you know that? Do you think you like excitement and conquest? No, you just really want to die, and I'm the executioner you chose."

“You already have all the wealth you should have, you’ve seen the world you should have seen, you’ve played all the tricks you should have played, but you’re not satisfied. You don’t know, and you don’t want to know, why you’re not satisfied, because you have a heart that longs for something, but you know very well that you don’t have the ability to satisfy that desire—so you’ll always be hungry and thirsty, always empty, and you’ll always use violence, power, destruction, and devastation to trample on what you want.”

"You are not loved and seen by others, and you don't love yourself and can't see yourself."

She stared at Qin Wu and said, "You want to die, Qin Wu."

"The person who wants you to die the most in this world is not me, but you."

"Because the person who hates you the most in this world is not me—it's you."

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The air was still.

In this stillness, Zhu He, who was standing next to Qin Wu, shivered involuntarily.

Qin Wu's hands, resting on the armrest of the sofa, were slightly bent, as if in spasm.

The light was too dim to see his expression, but an extremely terrifying, suffocating atmosphere gradually spread.

After a long while, he finally let out a dreamy laugh, and his voice was erratic: "So, should I jump into the sea and commit suicide right now?"

"You won't." Ye Kong said calmly, "You think suicide is a cowardly act. You will only live more stubbornly, as if you are not empty or desperate at all."

"But who knows? You might die without warning one day in the future from speeding, drinking, or something like that - pretending that it's not you who wants to die, but that your life is too exciting and dissolute."

Ye Kong shrugged: "Someone will believe it, and then you can hide your meaningless and pathetic life, so that your tombstone won't read 'Here is the burial of a poor creature who wasted his life'."

The ending tone breaks abruptly.

In the darkness, her eyes, glowing like the surface of water, reflected Qin Wu's hand raising the ashtray without warning.

The action took only two seconds and there was no sound, but it stopped in mid-air.

His arms were trembling slightly, and his gauze-wrapped hands gripped the ashtray more and more tightly, until even in the darkness one could clearly see the wet marks from swimming on the gauze - in the dim night, one could almost hear the creaking sound of his bones.

Wen Can narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand to push Ye Kong back.

Ye Kong, however, remained motionless and stared at Qin Wu quietly.

Those eyes seemed to be saying - see, I was right about everything.

His fingers twitched and the ashtray fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.