He said that, and Lin Han froze instead. She stared obsessively at his face—the man she had admired for so long, yet could only watch from a distance.
She wanted to possess him, like she was bewitched, and murmured:
"Marry . I want you to marry ."
Lu Qing’s brows furrowed slightly, his gaze like a dagger slicing through her. Qin Miaomiao, who hadn’t spoken until now, suddenly broke the silence:
"That’s enough, Lin Han."
Lin Han hadn’t yet reacted, her wrist suddenly ached. She gripped her own wrist tightly, yet the knife was snatched from her and thrown to the ground. Her body was forcefully shoved forward, flung heavily!
Half of Lin Han’s body was now hanging outside the railing. Reflexively, she grabbed hold of Qin Miaomiao’s leg.
"Qin Miaomiao, I’ll drag you to hell with !"
Lu Qing strode forward swiftly, casting a cold glance at her, then rcilessly kicked her away!
Lin Han’s body dangled in mid-air, like a kite whose string had snapped, plumting downward. Her face was filled with terror!
Was this really it? Death, just like this? So bitterly unfair. All she wanted was for that man to marry her.
Qin Miaomiao instinctively attempted to grab her but caught nothing but air. Her expression carried hints of bewildernt. A life, after all, was still a life. She didn’t want to witness any soul truly perish before her eyes.
"Han Shu, dispatch people imdiately. Handle this, seal off any news, avoid complications."
"Understood!"
Lu Qing helped Qin Miaomiao stand, asking nervously, "Are you okay?"
Qin Miaomiao shook her head, letting him support her back into the room. The two other n had already been subdued and taken away. As for their fate, she no longer cared to ponder.
anwhile, Jiaojiao’s state remained excessively agitated.
Jin Jing looked visibly anxious. Qin Miaomiao reminded him, "She’s been drugged—soft narcotics. No idea how much she was given. She needs to be sent to the hospital imdiately."
"I’ll take her there."
Qin Miaomiao suddenly thought of sothing: "What about Lin Xiaoxiao? Did she co looking for you?"
Lu Qing replied gently, "She was knocked unconscious, stripped naked, and dumped in the bathroom. Song Li saved her."
"I see. So she didn’t betray after all."
Her body trembled the whole ti; her ntal state was sowhat dazed. Lu Qing wrapped her in his arms, his voice low and steady:
"Miaomiao, what’s wrong?"
Her expression froze montarily, tinged with panic: "Lu Qing, we killed Lin Han."
Even Su Moli—she hadn’t killed her, only thrown her into a psychiatric hospital for tornt. That kind of suffering might be worse than death, but at least she was still alive.
But Lin Han...
Lu Qing cupped her face in both hands, speaking deliberately and firmly:
"No, it was . It has nothing to do with you."
That woman deserved to die. Even if she survived, under his thods, her fate would still be worse than death.
But Miaomiao was, after all, still a woman, so things she couldn’t bear.
"Lu Qing, I want to go ho. Take ho."
"Alright."
He aided her as they walked out. By the ti they exited the venue and got into the car, Miaomiao glanced down at the ground. There was no body, but a pool of blood remained.
Her face turned pale. She buried herself in Lu Qing’s chest.
Lu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. From now on, he must ensure she doesn’t beco entangled in such carnage. Yet dangers still surrounded him. There would always be tis when he couldn’t shelter her completely—what then?
Not every ti would be this lucky.
Lin Han might have been ruthless, but ultimately, she was just an ordinary person. What if it was soone more brutal, with sharper and crueler thods?
He fell into deep thought. He needed to think things through carefully.
That night, Qin Miaomiao had a nightmare. Lin Han, drenched in blood, ca to claim her life, leaving her gasping as she woke in fright.
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