Qiao Xiguan pinched her fingers, and at that moment, her knuckles seemed to turn white.
She felt exhilarated.
She should feel exhilarated…
She bit her lip, working hard to reach that point of excitement.
This woman, who had done so many disgusting things to her, was finally killed by the man she loved the most, how satisfying!
She forced herself to smile.
She tried to pull her beautiful lips into a victorious grin.
Yes, this was the way to do it.
Only in this way would her heart grow stronger!
Only then would those who deserved their fate suffer a fate worse than death!
Gu Zichen entered from the backyard, and upon walking into the living room, he saw Qiao Xiguan sitting alone on the sofa with her legs crossed. Her whole demeanor was a bit strange; she seemed to be crying, yet also forcing herself to smile.
He frowned, looking at the news being broadcast on the television.
