Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 1745: Chapter 1739: Scared Pale

Qin Su’e watched as Qin Xue approached her, her face losing all color in fear. Qin Xue’s appearance was terrifying.

“Qin Xue, if you dare do anything to me, I swear I won’t let you off the hook.” Even now, Qin Su’e didn’t forget to issue a harsh threat.

“I look forward to you not letting me off, but right now, it’s me who won’t let you off. Everything you’ve inflicted on me, I will return to you.” As Qin Xue finished speaking, the needle in her hand pierced Qin Su’e.

With Qin Xue’s swift movements, Qin Su’e’s body was soon covered in silver needles. She desperately tried to break free but realized she couldn’t move at all. Trembling in terror, she was seized by dread.

“Qin Xue, please let me go. I promise I won’t dare to do it again.” Qin Su’e had never felt as hopeless as she did in this moment. The pain coursing through her body made it clear that Qin Xue wasn’t bluffing.

“Whether you dare or not is irrelevant to me. All I know is that you won’t have an easy life anymore.” Qin Xue wasn’t planning something simple.

This may be cruel, but she truly no longer wished to deal with Qin Su’e. She wanted to bring things to a resolute end this time.

“How did you become so ruthless?” Hearing Qin Xue’s words, Qin Su’e couldn’t believe that Qin Xue had transformed into someone like this.

“Don’t you think your question is laughable? You forced me to become like this. And now you’re asking why I turned out this way? Don’t you realize your question is completely pointless?” Qin Xue said sharply, beginning to retrieve the needles.

“But I haven’t done anything or said anything too over-the-line. I was just unhappy that everyone liked you and not me.” Qin Su’e justified herself, thinking her actions hadn’t taken a literal toll on Qin Xue. Why was she so angry?

“Qin Su’e, go to the police station and confess everything you’ve done.” Qin Xue said as she continued pulling the needles from Qin Su’e’s body.

“I won’t go.” Qin Su’e shook her head. If she went, she would have no way of surviving.

It wasn’t just the things she’d done to Qin Xue—she had also done things involving her husband. If she truly confessed, even if she wasn’t executed, she would spend the rest of her life behind bars.

Thinking of this made Qin Su’e even more resolute against turning herself in. She couldn’t bear the thought of spending a lifetime locked in a cage.

“But it’s too late now. You don’t get to say no anymore. Go confess everything you’ve done,” Qin Xue ordered as she removed the final needle.

“Fine, I’ll confess.” Qin Su’e responded blankly, her mind echoing only the command to confess her crimes.

“Good, go to the police station and confess.” Qin Xue looked at the result of her efforts. This method, which she’d learned from a medical book she found in her private space, had only been an experiment. To her surprise, it seemed to have worked, didn’t it?

“Alright, I’ll go to the police station.” After speaking, Qin Su’e turned and slowly walked away. Qin Xue watched her departing figure and sighed deeply. Qin Su’e, don’t blame me. You reap what you sow. This is how it ends.

Gathering up the silver needles, Qin Xue also headed home. Behind her, as she disappeared, a figure stepped out from the spot where the confrontation had taken place. That person stood still, immersed in thought. Only after Qin Xue’s figure disappeared completely did he begin to walk after her.

If someone who knew him were to see him, they would immediately recognize who he was—none other than Qin Xue’s husband, Chu Molin.