Chapter 143: Ripping the Face Apart Completely!

Qiao An ran to the set's lounge area and saw Nan Gong Jue's car parked there.

He actually had someone bring a chair for her to sit outside.

"Brother A Jue!" Qiao An sprinted over, tears streaming like rain, "It's so great that you're here!"

Nan Gong Jue frowned.

Before he could speak, Qiao An cried, "Did you finally see reason and want to make up with me? I agree! I'll do whatever you say, whatever you have me do I'm willing!"

She finished and with a thud knelt down, "I know I've been outrageously wrong! I'm willing to spend the rest of my life atoning to you. Now… could you first save my family? My family is on the brink of bankruptcy, Brother A Jue."

Nan Gong Jue sneered, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Qiao An was stunned, "What… do you mean?"

You didn't come to make up with her?

Nan Gong Jue said, "I'm here to tell you that the Qiao Family's bankruptcy is my punishment for you."

"What?" Qiao An was shocked, as if struck on the head, "What are you saying? What do you mean? Why are you doing this?"

Nan Gong Jue replied, "Not only is your brain faulty, you can't even understand my words; is the literal meaning hard to grasp?"

Seeing the man who once adored her to the bone now as cold as frost, Qiao An sat down on the ground in terror.

Immediately, still bewildered, she stood up and said, "Why? Why are you treating me like this? Yes, I planned to deceive you! But I'm also a victim; I was momentarily foolish and only..."

Before she could finish her heated words, Nan Gong Jue also suddenly stood up.

His 189‑centimeter height advantage instantly became an overwhelming presence, forcing Qiao An to shut her mouth abruptly.

She hadn't had time to speak again when Nan Gong Jue raised his hand and delivered a hard slap to her face.

The slap was extremely vicious.

It was so brutal that she fell to the ground, utterly disheveled.

"You still claim to be a victim?" Nan Gong Jue stared at her coldly.

He then pulled out his phone, opened a video, and threw it at her, "What do you think you are, that you can hide this from me?"

Qiao An's face throbbed with pain, her stomach ached, and she felt blood streaming from her lower body.

She stared at Nan Gong Jue in terror, trembling as she picked up the phone, "What is this…"

The moment she finished speaking, she clearly saw herself in the video.

Leaning against the bathroom wall, her pants lowered, her gaze dazed.

She kept unconsciously calling out… the name of that lofty man.

Qiao An collapsed instantly.

Nan Gong Jue… How could this video exist!!!!

In that instant, Qiao An for the first time didn't know how to act.

The lie was mercilessly exposed, her true face laid bare without a trace.

She was stunned.

Nan Gong Jue leaned forward and snatched the phone.

He straightened, then suddenly lifted his foot onto her chest, crushing her hard onto the ground.

Qiao An stared in terror, eyes wide.

Her complexion could no longer be described as pallid.

In terror, every muscle in her face twitched.

"What else do you have to explain?" Nan Gong Jue asked, still crushing her, expressionless, as cold as frost.

Qiao An couldn't utter a word for a moment.

Nan Gong Jue said coldly, "After kissing me, you weren't satisfied; going to the bathroom to finish it would have been fine. Whose name the hell are you calling!"

It was the first time Nan Gong Jue swore.

"You filthy, shameless woman!" Nan Gong Jue's fury boiled over as he lifted his foot onto Qiao An's most deceptive face, saying, "Do you still dare claim you're an innocent victim? Do you still say you deceived me only because you loved me?"

The video pierced all of Qiao An's self‑deceptive lies.

But even so, Qiao An forced herself to explain desperately, "It's not like that. Brother A Jue, listen to me…"

Nan Gong Jue didn't expect that, even after everything, she could still…

He actually wanted to hear how she would twist her words.

Nan Gong Jue said, "What else do you have to explain?"

Qiao An sobbed, "I… no, I just… called the wrong name… you and I differ by one character. I wanted to call you, it's you. You're the one I'm after, your brother, your brother is already married. I really just… called the wrong name… really, you, you believe me!"

Nan Gong Jue almost laughed, saying, "Do I look like a fool to you? You can actually say that kind of explanation? You can't even get my name right, yet you never cared about me! I think that mouth of yours should be sealed!"

After speaking, he again crushed Qiao An's mouth with his foot.

Qiao An could only stare.

Now her eyes were practically bulging out.

Nan Gong Jue looked at her disheveled state, feeling a certain satisfaction, and said coldly, "So, Qiao An, the Qiao Family's bankruptcy is the fate you deserve. You wanted to climb the social ladder? You wanted to become a rich wife in a top-tier wealthy family? With me around, you'll never have that in this life; you're only fit to be a pauper."

Nan Gong Jue finished and lifted his foot, "I'm here today to make your death crystal clear, heart and mind."

Qiao An's mouth was bruised red, trembling, yet she forced a feeble defense, "Why can't you believe me? I really only called the name wrong! Why do you have to treat me like this?"

She acted as if trying to cast herself as the tragic heroine of a drama, innocent and misunderstood.

As long as she had an explanation, she could cleanse herself, and everyone should believe her.

Hearing that, Nan Gong Jue was enraged again, lifted his foot and kicked it into Qiao An's mouth, "Looks like your mouth really doesn't want to shut! Still arguing!"

Qiao An's tears poured out in pain, and seeing him truly explode with rage, she dared not argue further.

Nan Gong Jue didn't want to say more, only saying, "You should be grateful that you still have some commercial value; out of respect for my Elder Sister-in-law, I won't crush you nor blacklist you. But the Qiao Family belongs only in the slums!"

Qiao An finally understood: she wasn't banned because… Song Huan Yan still needs her commercial value.

Since that's the case, the matter has come to this.

There's nothing more to say.

Qiao An stopped saying anything else, endured the pain, and, slurring, said, "You have to give me that video."

Nan Gong Marquis was startled, then snorted coldly, "Give it to you? Dream on! Once this video is exposed, see how your fans will view you."

Qiao An was terrified, immediately burst into tears, "No! You must not expose it!"

Nan Gong Marquis said, "Whether it gets exposed is up to me; you have no say."

He finished speaking, lifted his foot, and walked away.

Just looking at Qiao An a little longer made him feel disgusted.

Qiao An sprang to her feet, blocked him, "You must give it to me! That video is in your hands; you'd be better off silencing me now! I cannot have such Scandal Material in your possession, no! If you do this, Song Huan Yan wouldn't agree, you… you must give it to me!"

She truly could only bring up Song Huan Yan now.

Nan Gong Marquis retorted, "How dare you speak to me like that?"

Qiao An suddenly flared up as well.

She had already messed everything up, the Qiao Family was forced into bankruptcy, and she kept being oppressed and abused.

Beaten countless times, she begged for pity everywhere.

But it was all an illusion.

Nan Gong Marquis still treated her as if she were an enemy.

He once adored her, now he treated her so violently.

Beating, humiliation.

Her temperament was never gentle to begin with.

Now it finally erupted; she shouted hoarsely, "What am I not daring to do? You've already discarded me! At worst you can kill me, so come on! I'm not afraid of you! My family has been ruined by you, what else can I fear? If you don't completely crush the source of this video for me, I won't rest until we both die!"

Nan Gong Marquis also flared up, reached out and grabbed her throat, harshly saying, "You, a sinner who commits evil first, what right do you have to yell at me?"

Gasping for breath under the choke, Qiao An slapped Nan Gong Marquis's hand, "If you have the ability, kill me! What does threatening with a video achieve? Nan Gong Marquis, you're not a man! You're a useless waste, not even as good as your older brother! You… you're as stupid as a pig, deserving to be toyed with! I was truly blind to have ever liked you!"

Nan Gong Marquis increased his grip, saying, "Don't think you like me; I find you disgusting. Want the video? Dream on! Since you want to die so badly, I'll grant it!"

Qiao An's face flushed instantly, she struggled desperately.

Nan Gong Marquis didn't release his grip, his face as cold as frost, like a living King of Yanluo Hall, saying, "Want to die? It's not that easy, Qiao An. I have ten thousand ways to make life worse than death! Moreover, you a sinner, what right do you have to curse me?"

Qiao An couldn't catch her breath, let alone retort.

The feeling of near death washed over her; she… was actually a bit frightened.

But she had already completely enraged Nan Gong Marquis.

Nan Gong Marquis showed no sign of letting go.

The two had… completely torn their faces apart, hating each other.

Just as Qiao An struggled to draw a breath, a figure suddenly lunged forward, reaching to pry Nan Gong Marquis's hand, "Let go!"

The newcomer was Tang Chenge.

Nan Gong Marquis looked at her.

Tang Chenge strained to pry his hand, anxiously saying, "Second Uncle, let go quickly! Is it necessary to dirty your hands for this kind of person?"

Nan Gong Marquis said nothing, but his grip remained firm.

Tang Chenge hurried, "If you kill her, how will Yan Yan explain it?"

Hearing that, Nan Gong Marquis finally released his hand.

Qiao An coughed repeatedly, gasped for air, collapsed onto the ground, drenched in cold sweat.

Nan Gong Marquis's face turned iron‑blue, saying, "I held back out of Elder Sister‑in‑law's face; she brought this on herself."

Tang Chenge said, "I heard what you said. She's been injured again, this drama will be delayed a few days. Second Uncle, since you've decided to give Yan Yan face and spare her, don't argue with her. Let her say whatever she wants; you're above it, fighting her is not worth it."

Hearing her words, Nan Gong Marquis finally calmed down.

No wonder he was so furious.

The things Qiao An said could not be said a thousand times enough.

Clearly rotten to the bone, yet she still dared to speak so brazenly!

She even dared to order him to give her the video.

Nan Gong Marquis took a deep breath, "Fine. Out of respect for Elder Sister‑in‑law and your face, I'll let her go."

Qiao An suddenly got up from the ground, grabbed Director Tang's arm, "Director Tang, that video must be destroyed!"

Such Scandal Material must never be in Nan Gong Marquis's hands; otherwise… she would always be walking on thin ice.

It meant her life was in Nan Gong Marquis's grip.

After that, no matter how high she climbs in acting, if Nan Gong Marquis is displeased, she could lose everything at any moment!

No!

Absolutely not!

That video is a lethal danger to her!