Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 272 - 160

Chapter 272: Chapter 160

At that moment, a series of footsteps approached from outside, followed by a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Long Yuanyuan’s lips curved into a smile.

When Long Liangcai pushed open the door and saw Zhang Que’er curled up on the bed plank, her whole being exuding an aura that evoked pity, he was instantly captivated, standing frozen in place.

"What are you dawdling for? Take off your clothes," Long Yuanyuan urged coldly.

"Sister, this... this isn’t right," he said.

Long Liangcai was hesitant and timid, "If Uncle Kuang finds out..."

Long Yuanyuan was very dissatisfied with her brother’s cowardly behavior,

"Father has already asked Uncle Kuang for Que’er’s hand in marriage, planning to marry her to you. But you know Uncle Kuang’s character, he has always looked down on you and definitely won’t hand over Que’er to you.

At this point, it’s better to just do it and not stop halfway. First, turn the raw rice into cooked rice, and then even if Uncle Kuang is reluctant, he’ll have no choice but to let you marry. "

Seeing that her brother still didn’t dare to move, Long Yuanyuan, with a cold expression on her face, slapped him across the face, "Fine, you don’t want to? I believe others will be eager to take this opportunity, I’ll go find them!"

Long Yuanyuan turned and left the room.

Coming to his senses, Long Liangcai quickly grabbed his sister, "Wait, I’ll do it! Don’t give Que’er to someone else."

With that, he walked toward Zhang Que’er.

Long Yuanyuan stopped in her tracks, but her eyes flickered with a vicious emotion.

To make Zhang Que’er a daughter-in-law of the Long Family?

What a joke!

Later, she still intended to find someone else. She was going to ruin this girl today... only in this way... would the girl stop looking at her with that disdainful gaze and keep her mouth shut!

"Miss, what are you doing!"

Suddenly, Fu Huren appeared at the doorway. The young man paused, then pushed Long Liangcai aside to protect Zhang Que’er and angrily said to Long Yuanyuan, "Miss, do you realize what you are doing!?"

"Fu Huren, get out of my way!"

Seeing the bootlicker she despised every day trying to ruin her big plans, Long Yuanyuan grabbed the hilt of her sword and said coldly.

In a pleading tone, Fu Huren urged, "Miss, Que’er is the niece of the second-in-command, how can you treat her like this? Miss, please stop doing foolish things, you weren’t like this before..."

Thump!

The man was thrown into a corner by the woman.

Long Yuanyuan tied up Fu Huren with a thin rope, stuffed his mouth with a cloth gag, and squatting in front of him with a neurotic smile, said, "Fu Huren, in a moment, let you also taste what a woman feels like."

Fu Huren struggled and wailed, but his captor remained indifferent.

Long Liangcai bit his lip, walked up to Zhang Que’er, and with upright fingers, he declared, "Que’er, I swear, I will definitely marry you. Once you join our Long Family, I will treat you well, never let you suffer any grievances, and love only you for the rest of my life..."

"Why does it always have to be like this?"

Zhang Que’er gently held the long sword by her side, looking out at the thunder and lightning, and muttered, "Maybe I was born a jinx, wherever I go, there’s death. Heh, might as well continue killing."

Whoosh!

The sword’s light flashed by.

Long Liangcai, in the midst of his oath, was stunned.

Suddenly, he saw in horror that the two fingers he had extended were gone, cleanly sliced off.

The man let out a piercing scream of agony.

Long Yuanyuan’s eyes widened, and then she flew into a rage.

"You wretched girl, dare you—"

"Thud!"

The long sword pierced the woman’s shoulder blade.

Zhang Que’er smiled, "Yuan, I will torture you slowly. I have endured you for a long time at the inn," she said.

Zhang Que’er withdrew the long sword.

"Yan Changqing, although you were unwilling to accept me as your disciple, since I’ve learned your swordsmanship, I’ll brazenly call you master," she declared.

The girl gently wiped the blood from the sword’s blade, her eyes gleaming crimson, "Master, your swordsmanship isn’t fast enough, isn’t ruthless enough. That’s why they mock you, look down on you."

"But no matter, from now on, let your disciple... give the Sword Demon his due name!"