If she could just die here, maybe there would be no more pain.
That was what the girl thought before she lost consciousness.
Her family was very poor.
If she died here, the other party would surely compensate her family with a large sum of money.
Her younger brother could have money to get married.
Her parents would be a little happier.
“Stand up!”
Jin Ke’er glared at the girl lying on the ground and shouted angrily.
Hearing the buzzing in her ears, the girl wanted to stand up, but in the end, she was in so much pain that she simply couldn’t move.
She felt dizzy, her mind a blur, even trying to think became difficult.
Jin Ke’er slowly walked up to the girl, kicked her already swollen face with her foot, and seeing the girl didn’t respond at all, grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up like a chick.
As her nails dug slowly into the girl’s neck, the girl finally let out a faint gasp of pain.
“Useless!”
Jin Ke’er’s face was full of anger and disdain. Then she tossed the girl carelessly onto the floor, as if she were throwing out garbage.
So what if she looked a lot like Su Li?
In the end, they were not Su Li.
At least Su Li wouldn’t be left lying on the ground, unable to move, just because she slapped her a few times.
But there was one thing in common with Su Li: all of them had that lowly air of poverty.
Did they think lying curled up on the floor, putting on a pitiful act, would earn her sympathy?
How could that be?
She had paid for this!
“Can you get up or not?”
Jin Ke’er disdainfully kicked the girl on the ground who looked so much like Su Li, then grabbed the ice bucket that had already been prepared and poured the ice water onto the girl’s face.
Watching the droplets slide down that face so much like Su Li’s, she suddenly let out a hysterical, sharp laugh.
Laughing, Jin Ke’er suddenly grew even angrier, kicking the girl on the floor and saying,
“Get lost!”
She couldn’t even find a fully matching substitute. Why should Su Li be the only one in this world who could make her bones itch with hate?
The girl lay on the ground, dazed, hearing Jin Ke’er’s voice, but the pain left her with no strength to get up.
Lan Yinyun re-entered the room, saw the bloodstains on the floor and the girl lying there, her expression barely changed.
“Next time, find one who can last a little longer.”
“I’m not spending my money to waste it like this.”
Jin Ke’er said irritably, waving her hand for Lan Yinyun to drag the girl out.
“Su Li…”
“Su Li…”
“I’d really like to see, just how long the Sponsor behind you can protect you.”
Lan Yinyun dragged the unconscious girl out of the room, her face showing little emotion.
During this time, she had lost count of how many girls she’d tried to find who looked similar to Su Li.
But without exception, none of them had managed to endure Jin Ke’er’s hands.
It was already difficult to find someone who even looked a little like Su Li, let alone one with Su Li’s ability to recover.
All she could do was pick girls of about the same height as Su Li, and then hire a professional Makeup Artist to make them look seventy or eighty percent similar.
Even so, girls’ physiques were always weak, so almost every time they came out of Jin Ke’er’s room, they’d be just like this girl.
Jin Ke’er never saw them as girls, only as tools to vent her desires.
But back when Su Li was providing services for Jin Ke’er, it was the same.
Jin Ke’er was always just choosing tools.
“Big Sis Lan, where are you going?”
“You look like you just came out of cousin’s room?”
A delicate voice came from afar, approaching Lan Yinyun. Lan Yinyun didn’t answer.
Jin Ke’er’s cousin came up next to Lan Yinyun. Seeing the battered and unrecognizable girl before her, she sucked in a sharp breath and jumped back two steps. Even her honey-colored long curls frizzed up.
Her round, amber eyes widened like glass marbles. The strawberry ice cream in her hand drooped to one side, pink cream smearing the butterfly bow on her skirt without her noticing.
“Is this person… is this person all right?”
Her hand clutching the ice cream stick was trembling, the puffy sleeves of her dress fluttering with her startled retreat.
The swollen palm marks on the girl’s face made her throat tighten. Even the hem of her skirt brushed against the girl’s bloodstained dress, but she didn’t dare pull it back.
“Big Sis Lan, who is this person?”
“How did she get hurt so badly?”
Jin Xueli, with honey-gold long curls bouncing on her shoulders like golden waves in the sun, was half a head shorter than Jin Ke’er.
Her round cheeks glowed with a light pink, and when she smiled, her amber eyes curved like crescent moons, her lashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
The pale pink puff-sleeved dress made her look like a freshly picked peach, the skirt twirling open to reveal white socks embroidered with strawberries.
Seeing the girl who looked like she’d been beaten to death, she was terrified for a moment, but quickly recovered.
“This person, did she just come out of cousin’s room?”
“Sorry, Miss Xueli, I have things to do right now.”
Lan Yinyun glanced at Jin Xueli, then at the girl before her. If she didn’t get emergency treatment, this girl might die right here.
Although an Agreement had been signed before entering the room, even if they died in the Jin Family, Jin Ke’er wouldn’t be responsible.
But if news of a death got out, it would still be a big problem.
Compared to trying to cover things up after the girl died, it was more cost-effective to save her.
Jin Xueli didn’t stop them, just watched their backs as they left, her eyes tinged with amusement.
“Interesting, so interesting.”
She murmured softly, even forgetting to eat her ice cream.
This time, she’d originally come to find Jin Ke’er, to mock her for failing to secure the art museum deal. She hadn’t expected such a pleasant surprise.
“My dear cousin, just how many secrets do you have that I don’t know about?”
Jin Xueli muttered to herself, deciding to secretly investigate what exactly had happened to this injured girl.
She had a vague sense that, in the parts she didn’t understand, her dear cousin was hiding some huge secret.
Should she go to her cousin’s room now?
Her cousin probably wouldn’t open the door, right?
After all…
That girl is covered in blood~
My dear cousin, as the future Heir of the Jin Family, you wouldn’t want anyone to find out you almost killed someone, would you?
Jin Xueli licked the ice cream at the corner of her lips, her cheeks gradually flushing red.
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