183: Chapter 183 is all fake! Ah Huang is still alive.

As for Ye Shanhai, Ye Qingqing's father, he sat by himself, silently watching this farce unfold.

He even went so far as to chide Ye Qingqing in a faint voice after she had been beaten.

"Enough, is it really worth it, for a dog?"

But in his heart, Ye Shanhai was quietly planning his next move.

"Stop hitting her, that face still has its uses."

Ye Shanhai's words completely shattered Ye Qingqing's last line of defense.

She wasn't incapable of understanding his meaning.

She understood, but she couldn't fight back.

Neither physically nor psychologically.

She couldn't accept it. She didn't know why the family she had treated with sincerity would treat her this way.

Ye Qingqing was locked in a room by Ye Yuanzhou.

She didn't know how much time passed; in her memory, that period had no definition.

Because she just lay there on the floor, ignored by everyone.

Ye Qingqing's heart had died. The moment Ah Huang died and her defenses broke, her heart was already dead.

She saw the true faces of her family, she just couldn't accept it.

Huo Sixian could clearly feel Ye Qingqing's despair.

It even hurt Huo Sixian terribly, deep in his heart.

It hurt so much that fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled violently.

He desperately wanted to rush in and hold Ye Qingqing.

But Huo Sixian tried many methods and couldn't enter.

He could only helplessly pound against the illusion.

Attempting to break open that transparent membrane.

But even more despairing things were yet to come for Ye Qingqing.

After Ye Qingqing had been locked in that sunless room for who knows how long, the door finally opened.

It was Wang Yanli who opened the door.

With a look of disdain, Wang Yanli covered her nose in disgust and even kicked Ye Qingqing with her foot.

"Are you dead yet?"

"If not, get up and eat something."

"Don't go saying later that we mistreated you."

Lying in despair on the floor, Ye Qingqing's thoughts were still with Ah Huang.

When Ah Huang died, how desperate it must have been. Ah Huang must have still been hoping, hoping Ye Qingqing would save it.

But in the end, Ye Qingqing was too late.

Seeing Ye Qingqing lying motionless on the floor, Wang Yanli was extremely annoyed.

But she still took out a bowl of watery gruel made from dog food, pinched Ye Qingqing's mouth open, and forced it down her throat.

Ye Qingqing choked and coughed violently; her stomach and throat, having gone without food for so long, couldn't handle the stimulation of the food now.

Her body reflexively wanted to vomit.

Truthfully, Ye Qingqing had long wanted to die.

But the human body is far more resilient than one imagines.

Ye Qingqing couldn't die, but she didn't look like she would live much longer either.

Watching Ye Qingqing constantly trying to spit it out, the disgust on Wang Yanli's face was plain to see.

But the hand pinching Ye Qingqing's chin grew increasingly forceful.

"You little bitch, I'm warning you, you'll eat whether you want to or not."

"You'd suffer less if you just obeyed obediently!"

Ye Qingqing's body trembled uncontrollably under Wang Yanli's force-feeding.

In the end, Ye Qingqing still swallowed that bowl of dog food that had been meant for Ah Huang.

A few teardrops trailed from the corner of Ye Qingqing's eyes, as if silently narrating her grief.

Huo Sixian's eyes were bloodshot. He watched helplessly as Ye Qingqing suffered this humiliation, powerless to do anything.

He even experienced a moment of self-doubt, doubting whether he had any Ability to protect Ye Qingqing at all.

And what happened next completely shattered Huo Sixian's own defenses.

Ye Qingqing was dragged out of the room like a dog by Ye Yuanzhou. He looked her over, confirmed the wounds on her face had mostly healed, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"This bitch is only good for her face."

After saying this, Ye Yuanzhou patted Ye Qingqing's cheek, a flash of sinister contempt in his eyes.

Not long after, a knocking sound came from outside the door.

Wang Yanli went to open the door with a smile and greeted the visitor.

The person was an old man who looked fierce, appearing even older than Ye Shanhai.

But that man took out a bag of supplies and threw it on the floor.

The supplies weren't much, but they were enough to eat.

And so, Ye Qingqing was sold off by her own family, even by her own biological father.

All just to exchange for a meager amount of supplies to fill their family's stomachs.

Although Ye Shanhai's expression looked somewhat unpleasant, when he saw the supplies on the floor, he didn't say anything.

Wang Yanli, however, smiled brightly and gave Ye Qingqing a vicious pinch on the waist.

At the same time, she pushed Ye Qingqing out.

The old man stroked Ye Qingqing's face, the greed in his eyes clearly visible.

Huo Sixian could no longer control himself. At this moment, he only wanted to break through the illusion and rescue Ye Qingqing.

He didn't dare imagine what else might happen after that.

Huo Sixian frantically pounded against the transparent barrier of the illusion.

He hurled one Superpower after another from his hands.

Yet, it was all useless.

At that moment, Situ Tu's voice rang out again.

"Huo Sixian, enjoying the show?"

Huo Sixian, his eyes bloodshot, searched for Situ Tu's figure.

However, Situ Tu was only a voice; his form was completely invisible.

"You'd better open this illusion right now, or when I get out, it'll be your death!"

Huo Sixian's roar seemed like the furious rage of one powerless.

But Situ Tu wasn't the least bit afraid of Huo Sixian. Even his shrill laughter drifted through the air above the illusion.

"Ah, that won't do. Your little girlfriend has stumbled into the memory she fears most. Getting out from within is no easy task."

After saying this, Situ Tu's voice vanished.

But Huo Sixian was plunged into confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"The memory she fears most?"

Huo Sixian could tell that the events happening before his eyes had never occurred, because at the very beginning of the Post-Apocalyptic World, Ye Qingqing hadn't been in that Villa.

She had been living next door to him.

This sort of thing could never have happened.

Moreover, Ah Huang had been well cared for by Ye Qingqing and was still alive and well even now.

This was simply impossible.

But Huo Sixian felt that what Situ Tu said didn't sound like a lie either.

So for a moment, confusion appeared in Huo Sixian's eyes, but soon he suppressed it.

Right now, his focus should be on waking Ye Qingqing from the illusion.

Out of options, Huo Sixian watched helplessly as the old man led Ye Qingqing away, leashed like a dog.

But he couldn't employ any method to stop it.

Left with no choice, Huo Sixian resorted to the most foolish method.

He pressed himself against the transparent barrier of the illusion.

Continuously chanting, "Ye Qingqing, wake up."

"Everything you're seeing is fake! Ah Huang is still alive!"

"Your family died long ago!"

"Ye Qingqing!"