275 Underworld President 3

She was desperate, so desperate that she committed suicide to end this tragic life.

On the day she jumped off the building, it was the day her fiancé married Zhao Baoer.

Watching the happy cars drive into the most upscale hotel in H city one after another, standing on the rooftop, she jumped and ended her life at the moment when the bride and groom got off the bus.

She stained their wedding reception red with blood.

Use blood to tell the world her resentment and humiliation.

After accepting all the memories, Bei Yutang's body trembled slightly, and the moment he raised his head, his eyes were full of hatred. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.

At that moment, Bei Yutang only felt that she was her, and she was Bei Yutang.

She still clearly remembers the feeling of weightlessness when she fell from the top of the building, the high-rise building that flew by in front of her, and the tearing pain of shattering bones when her body fell to the ground.

The bright red blood, the overflowing brains, and the resentful voices of those people echoed in the ears.

Beifu looked at the broken body, there was no heartache in his eyes, only deep disgust.

Bei Mu stared at her full of resentment, that intense hatred, as if the person who died before their eyes was the enemy, not their daughter.

"I'm going to die. I don't know if I'm going to find another place to die. Are you a disgusting person?" Bei Mu said angrily.

Zhao Bao'er had a pale face and snuggled delicately in Qi Ye's arms, "Yutang, she..."

Qi Ye sullenly glared at the woman lying in a pool of blood, "Don't look, this vicious and insidious woman deserves to die. It's not worth your sorrow for her."

Bei Yifeng walked to Zhao Bao'er's side and comforted her softly, "Qi Ye is right, it's her fault."

"Isn't that person the real eldest lady of the Bei family?"

"The Bei family won't admit it at all."

"I heard that her private life is messy, so it's not a good thing."

…………

Countless voices gathered in her ears.

Bei Yutang clenched her hands into fists, trying her best to suppress the hatred surging in her heart, the hatred that wanted to destroy everything.

When she opened her eyes again, she restrained all the emotions in her eyes, and her eyes were as calm as water.

"What is the mission this time?"

【revenge. 】

"Object?"

[No object. In this mission, the percentage will be determined based on the number and abuse points of the host's revenge targets. In layman's terms, the host judges the abuse point value of the original owner's revenge object by itself. The closer it is to the number of revenge objects and the abuse point value, the higher the percentage. 】

What? !

Bei Yutang couldn't be surprised. Isn't this a big deal? It is necessary to analyze the original owner's mentality towards each task around him, and then judge the hatred value based on what they did to the original owner.

The most difficult thing is not the hatred value, but the strength of the original owner's desire to retaliate against these people, which is the most difficult.

[Host, I wish you good luck. 】

囧, I don't know if it was her illusion, but she actually heard the taste of schadenfreude from the mechanical voice of the system.

"Bei Yutang!" A loud shout rang in his ears.

Bei Yutang frowned slightly, looked up, and saw the dean standing in front of her.

"Bei Yutang, you're still in a trance when you stand outside, are you not ready to study?"

"I'm sorry, teacher. I..." Bei Yutang swayed slightly, as if about to faint.

"What? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing her pale face and a good attitude of admitting her mistakes, the dean's heart just turned into pity. This child is also a poor person, God is a trickster.