MTLNOVEL Chapter 8:
Chapter 8: The Zhao Family Is Finished!:
An hour later, every major news outlet in Jiang City was frantically reporting the same story.
Countless citizens rushed to the city center, eager to witness Zhao Qinghuan’s renowned beauty and figure for themselves.
After all, as the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, she had always been high above the masses, untouchable.
Now that such a scandalous scene was unfolding, who would want to miss it?
Inside the Lincoln, Chen Yang held Su Qingxue in his arms. One hand idly roamed across her body, while the other held his phone, scrolling through the endless stream of news updates.
Amused, he read aloud the most entertaining comments from netizens.
“Li Zhenkeai: Tsk tsk, so this is the so-called goddess of Jiang City? Her figure isn’t as impressive as I expected, not even bigger than mine.”
“Poor Daoist Loves Beautiful Women: The Zhao family’s eldest daughter—her body, her looks—absolutely stunning! Whoever gave us this blessing, I salute you!”
“Call Me A Good Man: Zhao Qinghuan was thrown into the city center by her own brother! I happened to be there admiring the scenery when it happened. Saw it with my own eyes.”
“Freeloading Party: Damn! Zhao Qinghuan’s little brother is truly generous—offering his own sister for public appreciation. Qilin bro, from now on, you’re my real dad!”
As comment after comment was read aloud, Zhao Qilin’s face darkened with rage, his hatred boiling over.
“I swear, I will kill you! No, I will tear you to pieces!”
His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his eyes bloodshot with fury.
He had thrown his own sister into the city center, letting countless people see her exposed body.
And now, the whole internet was mocking them.
He didn’t even dare to imagine how their reputations would be ruined in Jiang City from now on.
Seething, he slammed his foot on the gas pedal, desperate to get back to the Zhao estate and take revenge on Chen Yang.
“Ahhh!”
A sharp cry came from Su Qingxue in the backseat.
Through the rearview mirror, Zhao Qilin saw the woman he loved being…
“You… Bastard! You promised me!”
Zhao Qilin slammed on the brakes and turned to glare at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang merely shrugged and smirked.
“I did promise, but you didn’t know your place and even dared to threaten me.”
Then, he delivered a loud slap to Su Qingxue’s delicate body.
His tone was teasing.
“How does it feel to be ruined by a ‘nobody’? Isn’t it thrilling?”
Su Qingxue gripped the front seat tightly.
Despite the fury burning in her heart, she remained silent.
She knew that the more she resisted, the worse her fate would be.
As long as she endured until her father and brother returned, she could make Chen Yang pay for his crimes a hundredfold.
Her silence did not bother Chen Yang.
Seven years ago, he had treated this woman with boundless love and devotion, yet his reward had been the destruction of his family.
Now, his revenge had only just begun.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the Zhao estate.
“Qilin, why did you go pick up the bride alone?”
At the entrance, a middle-aged couple dressed in luxurious clothing stood waiting.
The moment they saw their son, they began scolding him.
“Qingxue is the daughter of a war god! Our Zhao family cannot afford to be disrespectful.”
But Zhao Qilin had no patience for their reprimands.
“Mom, Dad, gather all of the Zhao family’s experts immediately. I want to kill that bastard!”
Then, as if realizing something, he quickly corrected himself.
“First, get Qingxue some new clothes… Then… wait for them to get out of the car!”
He had no choice.
Chen Yang had yet to finish inside the car.
If they acted too soon, then Qingxue’s purity—like his sister’s—would be completely exposed to the public.
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
His mother frowned, confused.
Not only had her son rushed out recklessly to pick up the bride, but now he was shouting about killing someone?
Before Zhao Qilin could explain, the family’s butler rushed over and whispered something to Zhao Guoan.
Hearing this, Zhao Guoan’s face instantly turned ashen.
“Slap!”
He delivered a vicious slap across Zhao Qilin’s face.
“What kind of madness is this? Today is your wedding day, and there are so many guests watching!”
His mother pulled Zhao Qilin behind her, furious.
But Zhao Guoan only laughed coldly.
A wedding day?
This little bastard had stripped his own sister naked and thrown her into the city center for everyone to see!
The Zhao family’s reputation was already in ruins!
“Father, just wait a little longer, I will explain everything.”
Zhao Qilin clenched his teeth.
He couldn’t reveal the truth yet.
Otherwise, his father would charge into the car to kill Chen Yang.
And if that happened, not only would Qingxue’s purity be exposed to everyone, but Chen Yang—cornered like a rabid dog—might actually harm her.
So, he had to endure.
He had to wait until that bastard was done!
…
Meanwhile, in the city center, Zhao Qinghuan had finally regained control of her body.
She hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground and wrapped them around herself in a panic.
Her expression was blank as she walked through the streets, her heart filled with despair.
The once-proud eldest daughter of the Zhao family had been humiliated before countless people.
She no longer wanted to live.
Before long, she arrived at a large bridge.
Looking down at the rushing river below, a faint light flickered in her dull eyes.
“Maybe… leaving this world is the only way to escape.”
She pulled out her phone to leave a final message.
But before she could type, a news notification popped up.
“Shocking! Han Qianxi, once said to be invincible below the grandmaster level, was defeated in a single move!”
“The Chen family’s second young master, thought to be long dead, returns and throws the Su family into chaos!”
She didn’t bother reading the rest.
Her eyes were locked onto the headline about Han Qianxi’s defeat.
As Su Qingxue’s longtime friend, she knew well that Han Qianxi was the Su family’s esteemed guest elder.
And if he had been defeated so easily, there was only one possible culprit—Chen Yang.
“If even Han Qianxi lost to him, then if he’s heading to the Zhao family now…”
Zhao Qinghuan shuddered.
She couldn’t imagine what was about to happen to the Zhao family.
After hesitating for a moment, she abandoned the idea of jumping into the river.
Instead, she hailed a cab and rushed toward the Chen family’s old residence.
She knew that if she wanted to convince Chen Yang to spare the Zhao family, her only hope was Grandma Chen and Chen Rui!
Otherwise, the Zhao family would suffer the same fate as the Su family.
…
Inside the Chen family’s old residence.
“Grandma Chen, please, I beg you! For the sake of my past relationship with Chen Zhen, please tell Chen Yang not to harm my family!”
Zhao Qinghuan pleaded desperately.
“The Zhao family was not involved in the Chen family’s massacre. We are innocent!”
Before Grandma Chen could reply, Chen Rui burst into laughter.
“Innocent? Zhao Qinghuan, do you even hear yourself?”
The Zhao family may not have killed the Chen family, but they had stolen their treasures.
More than that, five years ago, she had texted Zhao Qinghuan, begging her—out of respect for her late fiancé—to stop Su Qingxue from tormenting Grandma Chen.
But what did Zhao Qinghuan do?
She ignored it.
She blindly believed Su Qingxue.
She hadn’t even visited the Chen family’s old home once in the past seven years.
And now, she dared to claim innocence?
“You and the Zhao family had your chance. You just never learned to cherish it.”
Zhao Qinghuan collapsed to the ground, her eyes empty.
No matter what she said, it was too late.
The Zhao family’s fate was sealed.
“Thup”
Zhao Qinghuan’s body went limp as she collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant.
How could she not understand that once Chen Yang arrived at the Zhao family estate, her father would never repay his debts? Instead, he would do everything in his power to eliminate the threat completely.
With Chen Yang’s ruthless methods and overwhelming strength, the Zhao family was destined to meet the same fate as the Su family.
Even if she called home to warn them now, it would be useless. Her father would never believe her.
And with her brother’s dantian crippled, there was no way he would let this grudge go.