39 How to Ruin a Person (2/2)

The wine had an odd color. No one knew what it was called and from the scent, the alcohol content had to be high.

”Do you know what to do to make a woman feel worse than death?” The man abruptly turned and looked at him. ”Do you know how to make her fall so hard that she will never get back to her feet again?”

There was a slight smile on Chu Lui's thin lips. ”You hate her? A woman?”

The man downed his drink in his wineglass. ”Yes, I hate her. Her infatuation caused me the love of my life. Which is why I want her to suffer and have a life worse than death.”

”Is that so?” Chu Lui sneered. ”Congratulations, so did I.” He stretched his hand out to the man who was absolutely stunned. Like Chu Lui, he was handsome and there was an unspeakable aloofness about him. They had found each other through having the same kind of hatred and grievance towards a woman.

”Let her love you until there is no way for her to stay alive without you. Let her stand high up and give her more. Finally, a fall that will shatter her everything until there's nothing left for her. It will not be enough to physically hurt her. You need to destroy her soul, her everything. Her whole life.”

”You hate her that much?” The man ordered another glass of wine. His shadow overcast in his wine and it crashed against the glass when he started swirling.

”Of course.”

Chu Lui lifted his wineglass and his sneer got colder.

He had always been a cold-blooded man—now and forevermore.

”My name is Mo Ming. Mo, as in mystery, and Ming, as in a brand name. It is a pleasure to know you.” The man stretched his own hand out.