The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1163 - 1186: By Any Means Necessary

Chapter 1163: Chapter 1186: By Any Means Necessary

"Third brother, weren’t you always the one who doted on me the most? Why are you taking her side now?" Song Yue’s eyes brimmed with tears.

"I swear, I’ll just be wilful this one time. Can you help me please? I never want to see her again."

In the past, whenever she shed a tear, Song Ze would relent, but this time he was no longer going to help her.

"Little sister, I’ve never asked anything of you. Anything else, I could agree to and help you with, but this, I cannot," Song Ze said firmly.

"And I’ve said, I’m only asking for this one thing. Do you think that by stopping me I won’t do it?" She wanted Ye Ranran dead, and if she didn’t die, she would never give up.

"Why can’t you just let her go? You’re getting married soon; do you think if she dies, you’ll get your wish?"

Even if Ye Ranran were gone, Jun Mochan would never marry her, never.

"Even if he doesn’t marry me, he won’t marry someone else, will he?" How could she let anyone else have what she couldn’t have?

"When did you become so terrifying?" Song Ze looked at Song Yue with a very unfamiliar gaze. "Are you still my naive and cute little sister from before?"

He couldn’t find a trace of the her from the past in her.

Everyone had coddled her like a precious gem, afraid she’d melt in their mouths, handled her like she’d break if they set her down.

And while she had been arrogant, she at least had her limits, and her brusqueness had come with reason.

When had she turned into such a reckless, unscrupulous fanatic?

"I’ve changed? Clearly, it’s you who’ve changed." Hurt by Song Ze’s gaze, Song Yue said, "You used to dote on me the most; no matter what I did, you supported me. And now, all I want to do is take care of an enemy I can’t stand, yet you’re actually blocking me."

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

"You can’t stand someone, so you have to get rid of them. Are you going to take care of all the people in the world you can’t stand?"

Where did she get such barbaric ideas? Who taught her these?

"I don’t want to talk about it anymore, I just want to get rid of her. Are you going to help or not?" Song Yue looked at him stubbornly.

"No help. I’ll have someone take you home right now. Unless you’re getting married, you’re not allowed to leave the house."

Song Ze summoned four men in black, who took hold of Song Yue and started to move her outside.

"Hand her over to our elder brother, and make sure he keeps a close eye on her," Song Ze instructed.

The men in black nodded, understanding what they needed to do.

Song Yue flailed her arms, shouting at the top of her lungs.

"Stifle her mouth; don’t disturb the others."

The men in black covered Song Yue’s mouth, and she couldn’t shout any longer.

Seeing Song Yue being brought back like this, Song Jade knew she must have caused trouble again, and without listening to her explanation, locked her up without a second word.

"Big brother, open the door, open the door," Song Yue banged on the door.

"You should stay home and improve your behavior. Don’t come out and cause troubles for the time being." He had no intention of cleaning up her messes anymore.

Song Yue never expected they would be so heartless to lock her up like this.

How could they bear to do it, when they’d always said she was the one they cherished the most?

Her hands ached from knocking, and seeing that no one paid any attention to her, Song Yue sat on the bed, fuming.

"I’m so angry, I’m so angry." Song Yue punched the pillow in frustration.

However, her already swollen hands hurt even more now; she stopped after a while.

This couldn’t go on; she couldn’t stay in this tiny room until her wedding day, could she? She’d suffocate.

Even if she wasn’t sick, she’d become sick from being locked up like this.