Qiao Xiya’s words made Lin Qian’s complexion even worse.
She pursed her lips and said, "Miss Qiao, do you have a lot of free ti? That’s right, with so much negative press about you online, I guess your work has been put on hold, right? Although you don’t have to worry about food and clothing, for the sake of your future developnt, I suggest you stop ddling in others’ business and focus more on your own work, improving your acting skills is what you should do."
Instead of obsessing over others all day, you should work on your own temperant!
"You!"
Lin Qian’s sharp coback caused Qiao Xiya’s face to change with a cold look in her eyes, "Lin Qian, did you leak those scandals about online?"
Damn bitch, she hadn’t even settled the score with her yet, and now she was gloating in front of her!
"Yes, Qiao Xiya, I warned you, but you wouldn’t listen, so I had to teach you a lesson."
Lin Qian nodded, not denying it.
Watching Lin Qian’s calm deanor, Qiao Xiya’s face twisted with rage.
Composing herself, she sneered, "Lin Qian, are you pleased with yourself? Is it because you feel backed by Moran? But do you think, given your current situation, how long can he really support you? Dating and marriage are different; dating is just for fun, but marriage is a lifelong commitnt."
"I admit, Moran indeed dotes on you now, much like he used to dote on . But can you guarantee that over ti, his interest in you will remain constant? In the world of love, people are selfish. Ordinary people care about their partner’s fidelity, let alone soone as distinguished as Moran."
"Lin Qian, Moran has a thing for cleanliness; can you guarantee that in the future, you won’t wear out his interest in you through countless trivial matters, ensuring he won’t find you distasteful for being ’used’ by others?"
Her words, neither rushed nor slow, struck Lin Qian’s heart once more.
Knowing that Qiao Xiya was trying to provoke a rift, Lin Qian couldn’t help but be drawn into it.
She hadn’t thought much about this problem before.
But with Chu Yelin’s appearance, she had to face her own past.
She had lost her virginity, had a child, and that man who ruined her had reappeared.
Maybe Yin Moran didn’t care now, but what about later?
Could she really guarantee Yin Moran wouldn’t mind?
Qiao Xiya was right.
In the world of love, people are selfish.
Given Yin Moran’s exalted status, could he truly overlook the way others looked at her?
If he married her, it would be a lifeti of wearing a green hat!
Lin Qian’s thoughts were tumultuous, and when she caught Qiao Xiya’s provocative gaze, she shivered.
Look, what was she thinking about?
No matter what, she couldn’t let Qiao Xiya lead her astray!
Lin Qian took a deep breath and regained her composure.
"Miss Qiao, you don’t need to drive a wedge between us; I don’t know what the future holds for Moran and , but I do know that you and Moran... have no future!"
Saying so much, wasn’t she just trying to make her leave Yin Moran on her own?
But even if she left Yin Moran, did Qiao Xiya think she could simply take her place?
She was delusional!
Lin Qian ignored Qiao Xiya and walked past her briskly.
Behind her, Qiao Xiya’s chest heaved with alternating flashes of rage due to Lin Qian’s words.
"Lin Qian, stop right there."
What was she, to say that she and Yin Moran had no future?
If not for this bitch, how could she have no future with Yin Moran!
Crazed with rage, Qiao Xiya wanted to chase after Lin Qian.
At that mont, the early autumn sun wasn’t glaring, yet it cast a soft halo.
As soone accustod to dealing with the dia’s flashing lights all year round, Qiao Xiya paused mid-step, squinting her eyes.
Glancing inadvertently, she saw a man approaching from not far away.
Dressed in black with a cap pressing down on his head and a black mask covering his face, one hand hidden within the folds of his shirt, he was striding towards Lin Qian.
Was there sothing off about that man?
If she hadn’t felt sothing amiss, the flash of white light just now must have emanated from the man’s chest.
His chest... is there a knife hidden inside?
Only the blade of a knife could produce such a cold, white halo under the sunlight.
Qiao Xiya’s pupils contracted, as she watched the man walk toward Lin Qian with steady gazes.
Was he targeting Lin Qian?
Was he going to kill Lin Qian?
Qiao Xiya’s heart skipped a beat, unsure if it was out of excitent or fear.
Her gaze swept inadvertently, and when she saw Yin Moran walking over with Candy not far away, Qiao Xiya’s cerebral cortex buzzed with activity.
Her likability in Yin Moran’s eyes was waning.
Lin Qian had already stepped on her head.
If she saved Lin Qian, would Yin Moran’s fondness for her return?
The thought flashed montarily.
Qiao Xiya saw the man had already approached Lin Qian, reaching into his chest for sothing.
Qiao Xiya bit her lip, steeled herself, and rushed forward quickly, pulling Lin Qian aside.
"Lin Qian, watch out!"
The sudden tug made Lin Qian stagger, almost falling over.
She looked at Qiao Xiya in astonishnt, about to say sothing, when she saw the man opposite had already drawn a sharp, gleaming knife, a flash of ferocity in his eyes.
"Lin Qian, go to hell!"
The man hadn’t expected soone to co out of the blue. After a brief mont of shock, he glared fiercely at Qiao Xiya and swung the sharp knife toward Lin Qian.
Qiao Xiya scread, blocking in front of Lin Qian, and forcefully grabbed the man’s hand.
"Sir, please calm down and don’t hurt anyone."
The man’s eyes flashed with malice, "Get out of the way, or don’t bla for being rude."
Qiao Xiya didn’t move away but instead turned to the stunned Lin Qian and shouted, "Lin Qian, run!"
The sudden twist left Lin Qian both astonished and bewildered.
The man’s voice felt familiar; was he trying to kill her?
Who was he, exactly?
And now, was Qiao Xiya actually saving her?
Incredible!
Her mind reeling, she saw the man had already lost his patience. He shoved Qiao Xiya away, malice glittering in his eyes as he strode toward Lin Qian.
Lin Qian swallowed nervously and instinctively turned to run but didn’t notice the uneven ground beneath her feet, almost tripping over.
"Stop."
The man quickly caught up with Lin Qian in a few strides, his knife-wielding hand raised high.
Whoosh!
The flash of light and shadow passed...
"Ah!"
A woman’s agonized cry rang out; Lin Qian’s scalp went numb, and turning her head, she saw Qiao Xiya standing in front of her, a sharp knife plunged into her chest.
Qiao Xiya had saved her?
At the critical mont, it was Qiao Xiya who had saved her!
Lin Qian hastily supported the unsteady Qiao Xiya, staring at her pained face in disbelief.
"Ya!"
Yin Moran’s cold voice echoed in her ears, along with the gasps of the surrounding bystanders.
Seeing that he had failed to kill Lin Qian, the man gave her a sinister glare and quickly fled the scene.
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