The cold wind whistled, and the heavy snow fluttered. The cold wind outside was bone-piercing, and the snow was more than a foot thick. The heavy snow had been falling for a week.
Kang Xiaoqiao sat alone in front of the French window, quietly looking out. She held a glass of red wine in her hand and quietly sipped it. The room was as warm as spring, but Kang Xiaoqiao felt unusually cold. It was as if the cold winter wind was blowing on her body. She felt her heart freeze.
However, there was not a trace of loneliness on her face. She lazily moved her bosomy upper body, then found a comfortable position and continued to tilt her body. Her eyes also looked lazy and cold.
However, soon, her clear black and white eyes became cold and indifferent again. She gently picked up the goblet of red wine with her slender left hand and looked at it again and again, but a surprised smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The red wine, which looked like fresh blood, was poured into her mouth bit by bit. Coupled with her surprised expression, she bypassed the beautiful side of her face and instantly turned into a blood-sucking witch, which made people shudder.
After a while, Kang Xiaoqiao gently shook the goblet of red wine with her hand and looked at the blood-like red inside. She whispered, "It's almost time. You should be on your way. I wonder if the blood will flow out like a fountain and sprinkle on the snow-covered ground. Will it be very beautiful when snowflakes fall on it?"
As she spoke, she started to laugh little by little. Then, she actually laughed out loud. However, as she laughed, tears could not help but fall from the corners of her eyes.
Suddenly, she angrily threw the goblet in her hand and it fell on the marble floor, making a crisp sound. In an instant, the red wine mixed with broken glass flew everywhere.
Kang Xiaoqiao, on the other hand, muttered in extreme pain, "What a joke, what a big joke. Ha, my whole life, my whole life is a joke, a joke."
Kang Xiaoqiao held her head in pain. She did not want to think about all this, but no matter how hard she tried, it was all in vain.
Everything from that day kept flashing in her mind. She had been stubborn for more than twenty years, but in the end, she failed miserably. What a vile person, what a slut. These two people deserved to die, to die...
She was so regretful, she was so hateful!
If she hadn't happened to hear their conversation the day before she was discharged from the hospital, she would probably be the one going to see the King of Hell. Hehe, the heavens had really opened their eyes.
If one didn't want others to know, one mustn't do it. It was also a coincidence. Although it was a snowy day, it was a beautiful spring day, but Kang Xiaoqiao wasn't in a good mood.
Probably no one would be happy to hear the news of her father's death on their wedding day. However, Kang Xiaoqiao had resisted since she was young, resenting her father. She felt ashamed of having a father who was greedy for glory and would do anything to get it, so... She rejected everything that he had given her.
Because of her mother's death, she hated this man so much that she wished he could die. However, when she heard the news of his death, not only did she not feel happy, she felt as if her heart had been emptied.
As if she had lost her soul, she ran out in her wedding dress. However, she did not expect that this was only the beginning of the plot. She did not understand how the car accident had happened. All she knew was that her brakes had failed.
The car accident had almost taken her life, but it had taken her legs and her devastatingly beautiful face.
As a result, she missed her own wedding and her father's funeral. She didn't even get to see her father's funeral. By the time she woke up, the dust had settled.
That day, Kang Xiaoqiao was feeling frustrated. She was pushing the wheelchair along the long corridor of the hospital, looking at the scenery. However, she didn't expect that when she accidentally looked back, she would actually see an unbelievable scene.
Her fiancée, oh, no, her husband. They had already received their marriage certificate and held their wedding. Although they hadn't consummated their marriage yet, he were indeed her legal husband, Zhang Rui.
On the other hand, her husband, Zhang Rui, was carefully supporting a young and beautiful woman. Although they did not see each other often, Kang Xiaoqiao also knew that this young and beautiful woman was her stepsister, Kang Qiaoqiao, a burden brought by her father's wife. She was four or five years younger than her.
Kang Xiaoqiao had never been kind to the mother and daughter. How could a woman who seduced a married man be a good person?
Although her father was not a good person, Kang Xiaoqiao hated her family to the core. If it were not for her mother's last words, she probably would not have wanted to see these people in her entire life.
However, the person she hated so much was being carefully supported by her good husband, Zhang Rui. The two of them were chatting and laughing. Perhaps because of the angle, they didn't notice her presence.
It was unknown what the two of them said, but Kang Qiaoqiao suddenly became so angry that she refused to leave. She threw a tantrum next to the big pillar behind Kang Xiaoqiao.
Kang Qiaoqiao said angrily, "Zhang Rui, what do you mean? I've already been here for three months. Are you going to deny it?"
Zhang Rui immediately looked around and found that this place was quite remote and empty. He coaxed her, "My little aunt, please be gentle. Don't hurt my son. How can I deny it? With such a beautiful wife like you, do you want me to like that disfigured, ugly woman with scars all over her face?"
Kang Qiaoqiao was still angry at first, but now she was amused. She raised her chin and said, "Hmph, at least you know what's good for you."
"But, what about our matter? I can wait. Our child can't afford to wait. Hmph, it's all your fault. You've already done all this. Can't you do it more neatly? Can't you just let her kill herself? She's not even alive and she's still occupying a spot. How annoying."
As soon as Kang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, Zhang Rui nervously covered her mouth and whispered, "My great-aunt, keep your voice down. Be careful that the walls have ears. How can you say this outside?"
Kang Qiaoqiao heard him and glared at him. "There's no one here. What's there to be afraid of? Hmph, she's just as annoying as her dead father. Bah!"
"Back then, he was just a poor teacher. My mother didn't mind him and was willing to marry him. That was his good fortune, but he still pretended to be noble, saying that he had a family. But in the end, when my uncle stepped in, everything was fine. He got a quick divorce and married my mother."
"Tell me, in all these years, has our family ever mistreated him? Bah -- he's just an ingrate. From a lousy teacher to his current position, it was all because of our family's support. But when he grew up, he actually went against his family to report my uncle."