Seeing Qin Qin still approaching, the gang leader puffed out his chest, his breath unstable, yet he pretended to be calm as he said, "Let me tell you, I know people from the Mo Clan, you know who they are, right? If you dare mess with me, I’ll have dozens of brothers come and chop you to pieces."
"The Mo Clan?" Qin Qin raised an eyebrow, amused at how these people liked to flaunt their supposed connections. Last time those gangsters were swaggering around using her Prestigious Family’s reputation, and now this guy was using the Mo Clan’s fame to intimidate her—quite hilarious.
"Of course, you’re scared now, aren’t you? If you let me go today, I won’t bother you again. But if you dare lay a hand on me, I’ll make a call right this minute and have my brothers bring people to take care of you." The gang leader spoke with false bravado; in reality, how could he possibly know anyone from the Mo Clan, which was known for its strict discipline, far beyond the reach of someone like him.
"Scared?" Qin Qin laughed out loud, stepping up to the gang leader, "What a coincidence, I also know people from the Mo Clan. How about we both make a call and see?"
She didn’t just know people from the Mo Clan, she was in a romantic relationship with the leader of the Mo Clan. If the gang leader in front of her knew that, who knows if he’d wet his pants in fear.
The gang leader was startled, and the next moment he turned and ran off, disappearing in an instant.
The five gangsters hadn’t even registered what happened when they saw their boss flee without a trace. Looking at each other, they tentatively approached Qin Qin and said, "Big sister, can we leave now?"
Qin Qin looked at them, "Compensate for the damages here and then get out."
"Yes, yes, yes," the five gangsters gratefully emptied all the money they had and placed it in front of the proprietress before hastily taking their leave.
The proprietress approached Qin Qin, ready to express her gratitude, but Qin Qin refused.
Afterward, the group left the hotpot restaurant.
"Junior Sister Qin, my admiration for you is like the endless flow of a mighty river. Take me on as your underling!" Huang Jinhong came up to her as soon as they had left the hotpot place.
"Our Qin Qin wouldn’t take you as an underling. You’re not worthy enough," Gan Tiantian said coldly to Huang Jinhong, finding his thick-skinned behavior unbearable.
"You’re very strong!" Leng Yan whispered to Qin Qin.
Qin Qin merely glanced at Leng Yan without speaking.
That night, after taking a shower, Qin Qin answered the door to find Lu Xue Zhen entering with some documents she had gathered.
Qin Qin took them with a smile, and Lu Xue Zhen took a seat on the couch in Qin Qin’s room to discuss recent developments with the Heavenly Medicine Group.
Qin Qin flipped through the documents, which contained information about Jing Pharmaceutical Group and Jing Zhimei’s personal details.
"Qin Qin, lately we’ve discovered someone making counterfeit medicine using the name of Heavenly Medicine Group," Lu Xue Zhen informed her.
Qin Qin looked up at Lu Xue Zhen, her eyes narrowing, "Counterfeit medicine?"
"Yes," Lu Xue Zhen nodded.
"Did you find out who it is?"
Qin Qin put down the documents, her eyes cold with anger. Someone dared to use her Heavenly Medicine Group’s name to make counterfeit medicine.
"We’ve sent Zhao Han to investigate."
When Lu Xue Zhen mentioned Zhao Han, a complex expression flickered across her face, which Qin Qin noted but didn’t comment on. She was rather aware of their recent situation—Lu Xue Zhen was avoiding Zhao Han.
"Hmm, it’s late. You should go rest," Qin Qin said.
Lu Xue Zhen left Qin Qin’s room, and Qin Qin reopened the documents, focusing on Jing Zhimei’s information.
Jing Zhimei, the heiress of Jing Pharmaceutical Group and a disciple of the Divine Doctor Sect’s leader, had been incredibly beautiful and intelligent from a young age, pursued by countless scions. Yet, she always stayed close to Mo Yunchen, the leader of Mo Corporation. Rumors had it that she would become the Matriarch of Mo’s.
Reading this, Qin Qin sneered, "A disciple of the Divine Doctor Sect’s leader, huh? Does she think I would believe that? Jing Zhimei could never be just a disciple; she must be the sect leader herself. She has never been someone to bow to others, hasn’t she always been like that?"
Seeing Jing Zhimei’s consistent proximity to Mo Yunchen, Qin Qin laughed softly, her lips parting, "Jing Zhimei, oh Jing Zhimei, I’m quite curious what you’ll think when you find out Mo Yunchen is my boyfriend."
Qin Qin stood and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the night view not far away. The city lights were beautiful but her mood remained complicated.
Her ties with Qin Yuanshuang, who was Jing Zhimei, were deep and tumultuous, spanning two lives. Ever since she learned Jing Zhimei was Qin Yuanshuang, she had bided her time for action, not wishing for her enemy to die too easily. The pain she had suffered must be repaid twofold. She intended to strip away everything from Jing Zhimei slowly, making her spend her days in a mix of knowing and not knowing, suspicion and fear.