Mo Haoxuan looked at his incessantly flashing phone, a sinister smile creeping onto his face as he answered the call, "Baby, what made you think to call me? Have you had a change of heart?"
Jing Zhimei’s expression was gloomy and unattractive, her grip tightening on the phone, "Yeah, Mo Haoxuan, I need you to help me kill someone."
Although she had founded the Divine Doctor Sect, it was filled with useless individuals, only skilled in medicine; there were very few people she could actually use.
To kill Qin Qin, she could only turn to Mo Haoxuan, a man not as simple as he appeared on the surface, with profound schemes, surely able to find a satisfactory person to kill Qin Qin.
"Who do you want to kill? Mo Yunchen or maybe it’s Qin Qin? Let me guess, I’m afraid the person you want to kill now is the woman who’s been blocking your way—Qin Qin."
A mocking and sinister voice came from the phone. Jing Zhimei’s eyes narrowed dangerously. Mo Haoxuan was right; even though she hated Mo Yunchen at this moment, she had not considered killing him. Instead, she wanted to kill Qin Qin, the woman who had seduced Mo Yunchen. Perhaps she still held some hope in her heart, thinking that once Qin Qin was dead, Mo Yunchen would finally see her worth.
Jing Zhimei’s voice came through the phone, tinged with anger. Mo Haoxuan’s smile faded, "Alright, I can kill her for you."
"I need you to find the best person to kill her, without any mistake. Qin Qin is no simple woman; you must find someone with the strongest abilities."
For some reason, Jing Zhimei felt that an ordinary person couldn’t harm Qin Qin, which is why she kept reminding Mo Haoxuan.
"Understood, wait for my good news."
After they hung up the phone, Jing Zhimei’s sullen face finally eased up a bit; as long as Qin Qin were dead, maybe there would still be a chance to turn things around.
After changing her clothes, Jing Zhimei opened the door of her room, ready to visit Old Madam Jing. Jing Xiang had already reported last night’s events to Old Madam Jing, especially since they concerned Jing Zhimei’s marriage. Old Madam Jing didn’t say much after asking for Jing Zhimei’s wishes. Upon receiving Jing Zhimei’s nod, Old Madam Jing sighed silently and embraced Jing Zhimei, who had been in pain the night before, speaking many words of concern. Jing Zhimei hugged the frail Old Madam Jing, staying with her for a long while before returning to her room, and then continuously washed her dirtied body.
In this world, the only person she cared about now was Old Madam Jing. As for her father, Jing Xiang, she knew he had a lover outside; he had never truly given his heart to her. Only Old Madam Jing loved her dearly.
Inside Qin Qin’s apartment, Gan Tiantian knocked on Qin Qin’s room door, walking in.
"I’ve noticed you’re getting particularly cultured these days, not accompanying your man Lord Mo, but hiding in your room reading books?"
Gan Tiantian sat on Qin Qin’s bed and spoke with a smile.
Qin Qin set aside the original text book in her hands, turned her head towards Gan Tiantian and raised an eyebrow, "Lord Mo?"
"Is that a nickname you came up with?"
"Yep, yep, but don’t tell your man Lord Mo, otherwise I’m afraid he might kill me with just one look."
Gan Tiantian’s sweet baby face was serious.
Qin Qin shook her head with a chuckle and nodded in agreement.
Overjoyed by the consent, Gan Tiantian stood up, linking her arm with Qin Qin’s, "Let’s go out."
"You don’t know? Leng Yan invited many good students from Beijing University to eat at Kuan-Yun Hin today!" Gan Tiantian said, shocked that Qin Qin didn’t know.
Qin Qin frowned slightly, "You go ahead, I’d rather not."
"Come on, it’s said that Senior Leng is planning to leave Jingdu City for somewhere else," Gan Tiantian pressed on, shaking Qin Qin’s hand. It wouldn’t be fun if she went alone. In fact, she wanted to see Senior Leng one last time, as she held admiration and affection for him in her heart. She would definitely regret not going.
"Actually, I want to go. Since Senior Leng is leaving, I would like to see him off," Gan Tiantian’s voice became somewhat muted. Qin Qin looked at her and after a long while, finally nodded.
She understood what was on Gan Tiantian’s mind.
"Let’s go! Just let me change my clothes."
Qin Qin walked toward the dressing room to change into a different outfit.
"What? Oh, sure, sure." Gan Tiantian, who was initially taken aback, nodded in surprise.
Ten minutes later, Qin Qin and Gan Tiantian left the apartment.
Kuan-Yun Hin was a high-end private restaurant.
Inside a private dining room at Kuan-Yun Hin, two large dining tables were set up. Leng Yan continuously glanced at the door, while Huang Jinhong sat beside him, sighing and shaking his head, "What are you still expecting?"
Leng Yan picked up a glass of red wine from the table and drained it in one gulp.
The doors to the private room were pushed open, and two graceful figures entered. Leng Yan stood up from his chair at the sight but remained motionless.