Ouyang Xiaoya had long been infuriated by Lin Hai's smug appearance, clenching her teeth, her face turning livid.
"Bastard Lin, we have a long way to go!" Ouyang Xiaoya, fuming, turned around to leave, heading back to her room.
"Wife, saying we have a long way to go is a bit too cruel, don't you think? How should we calculate this ti? Two hours I can persists, but any longer and I'll need a break…" Lin Hai's frivolous voice floated toward Ouyang Xiaoya just as she stepped on the staircase.
Ouyang Xiaoya staggered, nearly tumbling down the stairs.
Her already trembling delicate body slowly turned around, glaring at Lin Hai, gritting her teeth, word by word she said: "Lin Hai, just you wait! We'll… settle this later!"
Ouyang Xiaoya stomped up the stairs, and with a bang, slamd the door shut.
"Ts ts, my future wife still needs so tempering; getting angry so easily, she would definitely be at a disadvantage against business rivals. I'm only thinking of her best interest," Lin Hai said with an appearance of earnest concern.
"Husband, your consort knows you have a benevolent heart, but you should also care about your consort," Han Qin'er said softly and charmingly to Lin Hai.
"Oh?" Lin Hai looked puzzled at Han Qin'er.
"Your consort feels very uncomfortable, husband, can you treat ? Am I sick?" Han Qin'er's eyes were coquettishly seductive.
Lin Hai nodded seriously and said solemnly, "You are indeed sick, very seriously sick, and need imdiate treatnt."
"Husband, how should this illness be treated?"
"This illness is quite complicated; ordinary people can't cure it, but your husband bears the title of Miracle Yama. I'm top-notch in the world when it cos to killing, and naturally, at the pinnacle of the dical industry when it cos to healing…"
Coughing once, Lin Hai looked profoundly mysterious and said, "Han'er, this illness, first requires a rectangular object."
Han Qin'er's little face looked solemn, and she energetically nodded, making an "Mhm" sound.
"Husband, ask for treatnt," said Han Qin'er urgently, her pretty face blushing.
"Cough cough, actually, I ant ginseng…"
At the critical mont, Lin Hai interrupted Han Qin'er's next move, finished speaking, turned over, stood up from the ground, picked up his coat, ready to go out.
Han Qin'er's little face suddenly turned cold, her eyes faintly holding back raging fury, about to explode.
"You listen to , not today, I have things I need to do," Lin Hai said with a smile.
Han Qin'er's expression completely changed, glaring at Lin Hai. Despite her deep adoration for the man before her, being rejected had sparked a sensitive and proud expert's pride, causing her to rage slightly.
"No way!" Han Qin'er's tone was undeniable.
Lin Hai, scratching the back of his head awkwardly, explained: "Listen to , seriously, not today."
"No! Absolutely not!" Han Qin'er declared.
Lin Hai was extrely helpless.
"I also know of a five-star hotel in Huadu, it's really good"
But today, there really are important matters. He couldn't rest assured leaving Ke'er alone outside.
"Ah, I give up," Lin Hai sighed helplessly.
Han Qin'er pouted, a look of grievance on her face.
Lin Hai actually also wanted to have a good chat with Han Qin'er, to talk about life and dreams.
But…
Today really isn't the day!
It involves Ke'er's safety, and that Queen Qi, who occasionally has wild ideas, could handle ordinary thugs by beating ten at a ti, but facing an International Killer or one of the top 100 ranked rcenaries, would definitely get played to death.
"Ah, Qin'er, go take a quick bath, and then we can go to that five-star hotel you ntioned to talk about life, but I'm broke…" Lin Hai said, feeling resigned.
"Your consort has money. When your consort dominated the assassin world, I saved over a hundred billion US dollars, husband, don't worry," Han Qin'er's little face no longer cold, cutely told Lin Hai, then cheerfully hurried up the stairs to take a bath.
Lin Hai sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and after smoking, checked the ti—about three minutes had passed.
The impatient Female Battle Lord must be stripped and showering, she definitely wouldn't notice if he left now.
With those thoughts, Lin Hai chuckled, quietly opened the villa door, and tiptoed, preparing to leave.
Ring ring ring
Suddenly, Lin Hai noticed that the villa's door had, unbeknownst to him, been fitted with a gold and a silver bell.
Were these not the Female Battle Lord's bells?
Sh*t, since when did this girl start being so wary of him?
Lin Hai's expression instantly turned bitter. Battle Lord was extrely sensitive to the sound of the bells and could hear them from a kiloter away.
Regretting not escaping through the window.
Lin Hai imdiately took off, like a cannonball, charging out of the villa and disappeared onto the street.
In just a few breaths, there was no sign of Lin Hai on the street.
Just after he disappeared,
Clad only in a towel, barely covering her delicate body, her hair still dripping with water droplets, face pale with anger, biting her lips, Han Qin'er stood at the spot Lin Hai had just vanished from, furiously stamping her foot, murmuring:
"Just you wait, today I absolutely won't let you go, once I catch you, I'll definitely finish you off."
No sooner had her words faded, than the Female Battle Lord, barefoot, gently tapped the ground. Wrapped in her towel, she soared into the air like a celestial being, rapidly disappearing into the night, following the direction Lin Hai had taken…
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