"Let go of !"
Outside the villa, Qin Yu frowned and couldn't help but scold Han Bing, "What do you an by coming to my boss's house and taking away like a criminal?"
"Ten o'clock, sharp – that's the rule of the Han Family!"
Han Bing wasn't angry; she just looked at Qin Yu with a calm voice and said.
"But I'm injured; can't I just have a good rest for the night?" Qin Yu said angrily.
Even if he divorced Yan Mingyu and got together with Han Bing, he wouldn't be happy. She was too domineering, too overbearing, and didn't even listen to reason.
He nearly died tonight, and it wasn't as if he'd been out partying; what right did she have to act like she was catching a cheater?
"Good, I can protect you!"
The voice of Han Bing was still very calm, as if she didn't want to argue with Qin Yu.
"Look at this!" she said.
Han Bing took out her cellphone, tapped a few tis, and a video appeared.
It must've been from the small grove near the villa, where several black-clad figures lay, and beside them stood mbers of the Seventh Unit.
"So many people know you've lost your combat ability; soone couldn't wait and has already sent assassins. If you don't co with , both you and your boss are in danger!"
After saying this, Han Bing pocketed her phone, opened the car door, and said, "Let's go ho. I will protect you for the next few days!"
"But..."
Qin Yu's tone softened a bit. He hadn't expected those lurking in the shadows to move so fast; the assassins were already ambushing near the villa.
He was nearly a cripple now, and Yan Mingyu didn't know the first thing about martial arts.
Even a third-rate assassin could easily succeed.
"I will have my subordinates stay near the villa to protect your boss," Han Bing said before getting into the driver's seat. She turned to look at Qin Yu, who was still hesitant, "You can choose not to co with . You have three seconds to decide!"
"Fine... okay!"
Qin Yu compromised and got into the backseat of Han Bing's SUV.
If he didn't leave, she would surely withdraw her people, and both Yan Mingyu and he would be in danger.
The ride was silent.
When they arrived at Han Bing's villa, the dining table was set with covered dishes, and the scent of food wafted out.
"Hungry? Eat sothing!"
Han Bing lifted the covers and paused before asking, "Do you want so alcohol? Liquor is good for stimulating blood circulation when injured!"
"No need, go get so rest," replied Qin Yu, gesturing with his hand.
"I'll get you dicine!"
Han Bing didn't say anything more. She went to the cupboard, opened a box, took out a pack of dicinal pills, then poured a cup of warm water.
The Seventh Unit belonged to a special departnt that frequently captured extrely vicious criminals. Getting injured was all in a day's work, so they were naturally always stocked with effective dicines for healing.
After placing the dicine on the dining table, Han Bing headed upstairs.
Phew...
It was only when Han Bing's figure disappeared that Qin Yu sighed, took out his cell phone, and sent a WeChat ssage to Yan Mingyu: Honey, let explain.
Go ahead.
Yan Mingyu replied quickly, though her tone was obviously sowhat cold.
Han Bing's family is pressuring her to marry. She's hoping I'll pretend to be her husband for a while to convince her relatives, so she's asking to live with her and maintain the appearance of a married couple in public.
By the way, I've also pretended to be Xiaoxiao's boyfriend before. Once her family believes it and gives up on forcing her into marriage, I can sever ties with her.
Qin Yu was thinking on his feet, forcing out a sowhat plausible explanation.
Really?
Yan Mingyu was half-believing, half-doubting.
Of course, honey, we've been together for nearly a year now; don't you know what kind of person I am? You have to trust your charm; I would never leave you just to pretend to be Han Bing's husband.
Qin Yu hurriedly assured her.
But... why did you agree to her? You should have consulted with first!
Yan Mingyu said, feeling sowhat wronged.
Sigh, we've offended Zhao Qilin. Han Bing is also from the Seventh Bureau, and her family is a prominent clan in Capital City. Only she can counterbalance Zhao Qilin, so I thought by pretending to be her husband, she would help us restrain Zhao Qilin.
Otherwise, with the connections and power we currently have, we simply can't contend with Zhao Qilin, the second in command of the Seventh Bureau.
Qin Yu was speaking the truth. Staying at Han Bing's place these days was all to deal with Zhao Qilin through her.
Yeah, I understand your good intentions now. Promise , Han Bing is so beautiful, and her background is so powerful -- don't make the act real!
Yan Mingyu felt a bit insecure. In East Sea, she was a queen, high above, wealthy and beautiful, with everyone at her beck and call.
But in Jinling, the provincial capital hub of elites, what she had seed sowhat less significant.
Especially in terms of influence, she was nowhere near Han Bing's level.
I won't, wife. You're tired too, rest early tonight.
Okay.
Click...
After pacifying Yan Mingyu, Qin Yu felt more exhausted than if he'd had a fight with Zhao Qilin. His cell phone slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.
After sitting quietly alone for a while, he finally picked up his phone and deleted the chat history with Yan Mingyu.
Han Bing wasn't only domineering and bossy, but also sowhat suspicious.
Just in case she wanted to check his phone, it would blow his cover.
No, I can't keep being led by the nose by Han Bing. I need to resolve this situation as soon as possible. Otherwise, the lies will eventually be exposed.
Qin Yu felt weary at heart. After hurriedly eating a few bites of food, he headed upstairs.
Pushing open the door, Han Bing, having taken a bath, was wearing a black slipdress and leaning against the headboard, looking at her mobile phone.
The exposed patch of fair skin on her chest, along with her full curves, added a touch of sensuality to her aloof beauty.
"Han Bing!"
Qin Yu called out with a sowhat stern expression.
"What is it?"
Han Bing put down her phone.
"I need freedom. If you treat like a prisoner, constantly watching ... I think I'd rather go abroad or find a small place to live incognito. No man likes this kind of life."
Qin Yu looked into Han Bing's eyes and spoke earnestly.
"What degree of freedom do you want?"
Han Bing asked calmly.
"I have my friends, my social circle, and my career. Don't interfere with those. Also, I promised my boss I would protect her, and you can't force to stay over here every night!"
Qin Yu laid out his "demands."
"Do you like your boss?"
Han Bing's eyebrows lifted in question.
"If I say I like her, will you let go?"
Qin Yu asked expressionlessly.
"No, I would castrate you!"
Han Bing's face showed no sign of joking.
"..."
Qin Yu's mouth twitched, but he persisted, "I've made my terms clear. Give a straightforward answer!"
"I can give you freedom, but my bottom line is that you must co ho every night. If you are going to be late, you have to call and ask for leave. Otherwise, I'll take you back to Capital City right now and tell my family that you have taken advantage of . Guess what they would do?"
Han Bing tilted her chin up, looking utterly resolute, and it seed there would be no room for negotiation on the matter of Qin Yu coming ho every night.
"You..."
Qin Yu's eyes widened.
"That's my bottom line!"
Han Bing glared back, unapologetically.
For a mont, the two stared each other down, the air between them as if frozen solid.
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