The Art of Pursuing: The Unyielding Ex-wife-Chapter 603: Having Xu Yisen buried along, it’s worth it

"You don’t really think you’re ahead 1:2 in this game, do you?"

"Isn’t that the case?"

"It seems so in this situation, but I believe I’ll even the score soon."

Xia Weifu glanced indifferently at the whip in her hand, instinctively furrowing his brow slightly. When he looked up again, his eyes flashed with sharpness and coldness.

"If you dare touch me, I’ll make you regret it."

"Then I’d like to see how you’ll make me regret it."

Qin Muni took a few steps back, then quickly and forcefully swung the whip in her hand, striking Xia Weifu’s body, eliciting intense pain.

However, Qin Muni did not stop. She swung the whip again and again, and each strike landed on Xia Weifu’s body without exception.

Even Xia Yuge, who was sitting not far from Xia Weifu, was unfortunately caught in the crossfire and received a few lashes.

Xia Yuge shook her head in terror, her right cheek cut open and bleeding from the whip’s strike.

Tears streamed rapidly from her eyes like a turned-on faucet, revealing her fear of Qin Muni.

In the quiet basement room, the only sound was the piercing crack of the whip striking flesh.

Xia Weifu had been flogged to the point of skin and flesh being torn, and his clothes were in tatters.

"Who do you think you are, daring to touch Xu Yisen!"

Each word was almost squeezed out through her clenched teeth, her eyes filled with a sinister and chilling murderous aura, blooming with a lethal, enchanting beauty.

The severely beaten Xia Weifu, almost on the verge of collapse, forced a smile when he heard Qin Muni’s words.

He said, "Having Xu Yisen accompany me in death is worth it."

Qin Muni handed the whip to Tang Haoliang, suppressing the malevolence around her, leisurely watching the feeble Xia Weifu, who was attempting to provoke her.

"You’d better pray that Yisen is safe, or I’ll make both of you wish for death."

Her calm words, however, made the two injured people seated in the chairs feel an overwhelming threat.

Qin Muni no longer wasted words with the two, turning and elegantly walking away.

Tap, tap, tap. The sound of high heels was extremely rhythmic.

Suddenly, those retreating footsteps abruptly paused.

With her back to the two, Qin Muni instructed Tang Haoliang, "Secretary Tang, find someone to tend to their wounds, and each time before applying medicine, sprinkle some saltwater on their injuries."

"Yes, ma’am."

Sprinkling salt on the wounds was undoubtedly to ensure that the injured felt the intense pain clearly.

These two need some lessons to understand who they can provoke and who they cannot.

Tang Haoliang followed behind Qin Muni as they walked out of the villa, glancing at the woman in front of him, her posture halted, her all-black attire almost merging with the night, feeling a deep respect for her actions.

Qin Muni was never a good person, but she wouldn’t admit to being a bad person either; as long as others didn’t cross her, she was still willing to be kind.

However, if someone wronged her, they couldn’t blame her for becoming a bad person.

After reuniting with Xu Yisen, she felt like a blissful woman protected by a shield, almost forgetting the danger in the world.

But that didn’t mean she forgot how to be a bad person.

The car left the villa, quickly heading toward the hospital.

The night was dark, and a cold crescent moon was like an ice block in the water, casting a thick chill.

The car arrived at the hospital’s VIP passageway, and Tang Haoliang got out to open the car door for Qin Muni, who was in the back seat.