"How come you are sitting here with a broken neck? Did you perhaps run into some troubles on the way? After the last touching speech you said to me in my hospital room earlier, I was hoping to see you again at my engagement party, I can't believe I got to see you again vut in this terrible condition," Yang Zi who just mocked Zhao Liying earlier said, faking a pained look. Anyone who met her at this moment would mistake her painful look for that of concern, not knowing that her faked act meant the opposite of what she portrayed.

"Since you encountered a bit of problem, why didn't you call this little sister of yours to come to your rescue? If you had done that I would abandon everything and rushed to save you," Yang Zi now standing about three steps away from Zhao Liying said still putting on her fake painful expression.

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Before Yang Zi could fathom Zhao Liying's next move, the fuming Zhao Liying threw a dagger she was hiding under her bedsheet. Her targeted spot was Yang Zi's throat. Despite being caught unawares, a professional fighter like Yang Zi did not panic. She protected herself just like she had always done.

Zhao Liying, who did not see Yang Zi dodge the flying dagger smiled triumphantly thinking she has gotten her revenge but her happiness was short-lived because Yang Zi caught the dagger when it was just a few inches away from getting stucked in her throat.

Yang Zi raised her gaze to stare at the disappointed Zhao Liying.

"Do you want to see how skilful I am with throwing daggers? Just so you know, I have never missed my target before," Yang Zi said, swinging the dagger as though she was going to throw it.

"Are you ready?" Yang Zi asked, smiling menacingly as she held the dagger ready to throw it. Her words made Zhao Liying become terrified. She regretted provoking Yang Zi when it was just the both of them.

"Here I come," Yang Zi said. Seeing the terrified Zhao Liying shut her eyes, she resisted the urge to burst out in a peal of deafening laughter.

"You can breathe now," Yang Zi now standing in front of Zhao Liying said, as she used the sharp shiny dagger to touch Zhao Liying's face.

"As much as I hate setting my eyes on you, I am not stupid to kill you in a hospital where there are several witnesses. If I want to do that, I will do it in a quiet place where there will be nobody to pick me as your witness," Yang Zi said, smiling devilishly at her.

"And next time when you want to throw the dagger don't throw it like you threw earlier but do it like this," Yang Zi said as she turned and threw the dagger at a painting hanging close to the television.

"Did you see how I did that?" Yang Zi said, turning to face Zhao Liying.

I have always known that she isn't who she always pretended to be, this just proves that I was right all along. She is nothing but a well-trained killer. I can't let a woman like her take my Feng away from me. I need to tear them apart no matter what. It doesn't matter if I have to sacrifice my best friends as I did two nights ago, all I know is that this coldhearted lady can never be Feng's wife. If I can't be his wife then, she can never have him.

"Zhao Liying, how did you like my gift? Judging from your expression and action, I guess you must have loved it very much. My gift was even more epic than yours right?" Yang Zi asked, smiling when Zhao Liying did not utter a word.

"Yang Zi, how dare you show your face here after what you did? How dare you almost get me and my two friends killed only to come in here to mock me?" Zhao Liying who regained her composure asked in fury.

"What did I do and what do you mean by almost getting your friends killed....,"

"Don't you dare pretend not to know what I am talking about? Isn't the gift you are referring to about the accident, so how dare you act as though you don't know what I am talking about?" Zhao Liying asked, her gaze becoming deadlier. Her deadly gaze did not faze Yang Zi.

"The gift I was referring to is the one I sent to your mum, so what accident are you talking about? I know you have never liked me, but how could you accuse me of what I never did?" Yang Zi said, faking a painful look.

"You sent my mum a gift? What gift are you talking about? And why would you send my mum a gift?" Zhao Liying asked curiously. She felt like there was something odd about what Yang Zi said. Yang Zi walked even closer to Zhao Liying and brought her face closer to her ears.

"I sent her an exquisite black gown. I wanted her to wear it at your funeral. Don't worry it wasn't a cheap black gown but a designer one, specially designed by your favourite designer M. That black gown was supposed to be M's last gift to you but it's just so unfortunate that you had to survive," Yang Zi whispered into her ears. She abruptly pulled away when she had gotten the reaction she wanted from Zhao Liying.

Yang Zi turned to walk away after seeing the state Zhao Liying was in. The moment she heard Yang Zi's words, she was too frozen to speak.

"And hey you don't need to look so disappointed I can make her wear the gown tomorrow if you want. All you need to do is to say the word," Yang Zi said, walking out of the room elegantly.

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