Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Yuan's lips couldn't help trembling. While everyone was showing disgust and avoiding He Zhi's appearance, he wanted to observe every detail of this woman clearly.

Exactly the same, exactly the same as the painting.

He couldn't help but shed tears.

He Anyi once said that she would give him a painting, and she also made an agreement with him that if this painting could win a prize in that important international competition, she would agree to his proposal.

"The top three will receive bonuses." He Anyi and he squeezed into a fly restaurant near the school, slurping noodles.

She casually threw the boiled egg in her bowl into Zhang Yuan's bowl: "The bonus is enough for us to buy a pair of engagement rings."

Zhang Yuan therefore looked forward to every day that He Anyi could perform beyond her normal level and create a work that could win an award - in fact, it didn't matter whether she won an award or not, He Anyi's work would always be number one in his heart, and he had already secretly saved enough money to buy a ring.

But he really wanted to get such a promise, a promise that He Anyi was willing to marry him.

He secretly went to He Anyi's studio to see that she was carefully painting a skeleton without skin or flesh, but with a bright red heart in its chest.

He was a vulgar man and could not understand the meaning of the painting. He just felt his heart pounding and he couldn't wait to see the painting come out in the next second.

Later, it lived up to his expectations and won the first place. They said that the artist of this painting painted a stubborn soul who abandoned all the ties of the flesh and loved the world with a sincere and burning heart.

Zhang Yuan had no doubt that this was referring to He Anyi - but why was the person who went on stage to receive the award He Anyi's university's recognized goddess and rich daughter He Zhi?

He Anyi stubbornly sought justice, but was maliciously accused of plagiarism.

She asked other students in the studio to testify for her, but they insisted that they had never seen her in the studio.

"He Anyi, she doesn't come to the studio every day. I heard that she comes from a very poor family. She works part-time every day. Who knows what kind of shady job it is? She has a problem with her character..."

"I haven't seen her. But He Zhi is very hardworking and often discusses the details of the painting with us. I know she can succeed... He Anyi, snort, is just a jealous freak."

"Don't mention her. She's like a lunatic and she's ruining the reputation of our school. I've seen her draw similar pictures before, but they're definitely plagiarism. He Zhi drew them much earlier than her! What... surveillance? I don't know... what surveillance."

Of course there was a surveillance camera in the studio; it was the only thing that could prove He Anyi's innocence, but it disappeared. The teacher said that the surveillance camera had fallen into disrepair and was broken.

When He Anyi told him the story, her expression was terrifyingly calm: "Except for the surveillance footage of me entering the studio to paint every day, the rest are all there. They did it on purpose."

Zhang Yuan opened his mouth and closed it again. He wanted to persuade her to give up. That was a force they could not afford to provoke.

But he couldn't let her give up. The painting was not only He Anyi's hard work, but also a testimony to their future together.

But no matter how hard they tried, all they got was more and more abuse and contempt.

He Zhi's casual words "lowly poor people" can wipe out all their dignity and sweat.

He thought he would never see that painting again.

But now, the painting reappeared in front of him, as exquisite as He Anyi's painting skills.

Zhang Chunliang frowned and looked at Zhang Yuan. His emotions were not right, as if he was caught in some collapsed memories, but also excited and happy.

Could it be that he secretly drugged He Zhi to avenge her? This is very likely, but how did he do it?

"He Anyi?" Bai Yunliu frowned and thought for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Yuan and smiled coldly, "Ah, it seems someone finally couldn't help but take action."

She was extremely dissatisfied. When she thought about Ning Liang disobeying her orders and leaving this scourge until now, she wished she could attract a bunch of snakes to bite him to death.

No matter how much He Zhi quarreled with her, the He family was a network of contacts that their family tried their best to maintain - just going out for a camping trip had turned their beloved daughter into this state. No matter how she explained that it was someone maliciously seeking revenge, that group of people would inevitably vent their anger on her.

The Bai family is not as powerful as the He family, and she is just an inconspicuous fourth daughter in the family. Therefore, she works hard to build her image every day and actively participates in various social activities, hoping to be accepted by people in the top circles of wealthy families like Gu Changliu, and find a rich husband to soar to the sky.

Things had developed to this point, let alone soaring to fame, it was very likely that she would be pushed out by the Bai family and given to the He family to vent their anger.

Bai Yunliu's head was about to explode. She was on guard against He Zhi going crazy while thinking of countermeasures.

Suddenly, she thought of someone - He Fei.

Yes, as long as He Fei is still around and can speak and testify for her in front of her family, she still has hope of getting forgiveness from the He family!

Thinking of this, she suddenly became excited. She looked around, trying to find someone to accompany her to visit He Fei in the basement.

At this moment, heavy footsteps were heard from behind her.

Ning Liang pinched his nose, sighed, and threw the bone rack in his hand, which was gnawed and pitted, into the center of the living room.

Bai Yunliu was stunned at first, and then as if he thought of something, his face suddenly turned terribly pale.

She trembled her lips, her throat was so tense that she almost retched, and she could hardly speak. After a long while, she asked in a soft voice: "...What is this?"

"This is Skull No. 1, the brother of Skull No. 2." Ning Liang looked up in surprise and carefully identified the moving skeleton in front of him. After confirming that she was He Zhi, he made a joke that was not funny.

No one present responded, and all fell into a desperate silence.

As soon as he saw Gu Changliu getting into big trouble, Ning Liang quickly prepared to run away. The most troublesome thing was of course the guy in the basement who could not move.

So he had to put aside all his preparations and try to find a way to move He Fei into the car.

When he pried open the basement and entered, he already had a bad feeling.

——All the reliefs in the entire corridor disappeared.

He carefully took out the dagger and quickly walked to the medical room.

But he was obviously too late.

There was only a skeleton wrapped in the quilt on the hospital bed, and the pillow was covered with hair that had been pulled out after the snake had eaten away the scalp.

Ning Liang sucked in a breath of cold air, stared solemnly at the constantly bulging arc in the quilt, and then suddenly pulled his hand out - as expected, the quilt had long become a snake den, and He Fei, who was unable to move, was a buffet for snakes to pick on.

Many colorful snakes were tightly coiled around He Fei's skeleton. As they could not eat his flesh and blood, they ferociously sucked his bone marrow.

Ning Liang found a way to drive away the snake, and then he rescued the corpse... no, the skeleton with great difficulty.

When he rushed out of the door, he vaguely felt some temperature on his skeleton and estimated that He Fei had been dead for less than half an hour.

But he didn't dare say this out loud, because the mental state of the people in front of him was close to collapse.

He Zhi, who had become a monster, screamed crazily and threw herself on He Fei's corpse, crying: "Ahh!! Brother, brother! It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I hurt you! Ah! Bitch! Bitch! My brother likes you so much! Why did you hurt him like this!"

Ning Liang was a little anxious. He looked left and right, stroking his fingers, not knowing how to start the conversation to break the atmosphere of life and death separation.

Finally, he couldn't help it: "Everyone, our big brother has caused a big disaster. The most important thing now is to run away quickly. Now there are dead people and dead snakes. I'm afraid we will be arrested and imprisoned..."

Zhang Chunliang sighed. Ning Liang's idea was really simple and direct. He couldn't help but interrupt him: "Brother Ning, I'm afraid we can't get out."

Ning Liang was stunned and looked in the direction Zhang Chunliang was looking - the iron railings outside the villa garden had disappeared at some point, and in its place was an airtight high-voltage power grid that surrounded the villa almost like it blocked out the sky.

An unknown black shadow crashed into the villa from outside and was instantly turned into a piece of charcoal under the strong electric shock.

"We're going to be trapped here to death." Zhang Chunliang's gentle voice echoed in the empty living room, and it seemed like some kind of ominous prophecy, making everyone feel cold.