Ten minutes later, Qi Shangyi tossed aside the pale, terrified, and afraid Fan Siaosiao, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned to leave.
Returning to Qin Qin’s apartment, he washed away the stench of blood, knowing that Qin Qin was very sensitive to the smell of blood, and fearing that she might notice.
Qin Qin awoke amid the sounds of thunder and rain, with the faint scent of blood at the tip of her nose, but it vanished in an instant. Uncertain whether it was just an illusion, she heard some noises outside, got up, and walked out, but heard nothing more and curiously entered the room.
Looking at the lightning and thunder outside the window, Qin Qin suddenly thought of Mo Yunchen. If he were here at this moment, he would definitely hold her as she slept.
Qin Qin did not know that Mo Yunchen had already returned from America to his home, expecting to find her at the villa but returning to an empty house.
"President Mo, it’s raining so hard outside, why not wait until tomorrow to look for Miss Qin?" Mo Tang said to Mo Yunchen, who was about to head out the door. President Mo had just gotten off the plane not long ago and was preparing to find Miss Qin, but it was also getting late, and Miss Qin would most likely have gone to bed.
Mo Yunchen glanced at Mo Tang and Mo Sheng, stepped out of the villa, and said, "Go rest, and don’t follow me."
Driving a Bentley away from the villa, Mo Yunchen’s speed was so fast it was like lightning, speeding through the stormy night.
Qin Qin woke up again to find that the rain outside was getting heavier, carrying with it a chill.
The weather had warmed up recently, which is why it was raining instead of snowing.
As the apartment door opened, Qin Qin was startled, thinking she had misheard. But when the door closed, she got up from the bed and opened her bedroom door.
In the apartment’s living room, Mo Yunchen’s tall figure stood opposite Qi Shangyi’s imposing one.
In the darkness, Qin Qin watched the two men and walked to the side to turn on the living room’s lights.
The light shone on them, and the two looked at each other with indifferent expressions and remained silent. If not for the cold and aggressive aura they emitted, Qin Qin might have thought they were having a nostalgic stare-off.
"What are you doing?" Qin Qin stepped forward, her beautiful eyes turning towards the door where Mo Yunchen stood, her heart leaping with joy. "When did you come back?"
Mo Yunchen turned his head toward Qin Qin, who was standing behind Qi Shangyi, and raised his long hand, "Qinqin, come here."
Qin Qin moved to walk over, but as she passed by Qi Shangyi, he grabbed her hand, "Qingqing, don’t go."
One wanted her to come over, and the other did not want her to.
Qin Qin’s other hand was seized by Mo Yunchen, trapping her between the two men, each holding onto one of Qin Qin’s hands.
Mo Yunchen’s eyes were cold, and Qi Shangyi met his gaze with blood-red and grim eyes. The aura coming from both men was bloodthirsty and brutal. Neither willing to back down, it seemed as if the first to give in would lose.
"Let me go!" Qin Qin said, feeling extremely uncomfortable as the two men gripped her hands tightly, struggling to free herself but held fast by their full strength.
Helpless, she could only use her spiritual power to numb their wrists and make them intuitively release her hands.
Freed, Qin Qin looked at her wrists, which were slightly bruised, her expression darkening.
Both Mo Yunchen and Qi Shangyi showed pained expressions.
After calling out her name, they looked at each other coldly once again.
Mo Yunchen’s gazes flashed with confusion. This man was actually calling Qin Qin "Qingqing." Did he know about Qin Qin’s past life as Qingqing, this man?
"Be quiet, are you ever going to stop?"
Using spiritual power to disperse the bruises on her wrist, Qin Qin spoke softly.
"Qingqing, who is he?" Qi Shangyi could feel the aura emanating from Mo Yunchen in front of him, no weaker than his own, and he had nearly been overpowered just moments ago.
"Qi Shangyi, he is Mo Yunchen, he is my..."
"I am Qinqin’s fiancé."
Without waiting for Qin Qin to finish, Mo Yunchen spoke up.
Hearing Mo Yunchen’s words, Qi Shangyi’s stiff expression grew cold and dark. Could this man be the "Master Mo" that the ugly woman spoke of? He wanted to kill him, this man could not be allowed to exist.
Feeling Qi Shangyi’s killing intent, Qin Qin glared at Qi Shangyi, then moved towards Mo Yunchen. The moment she moved towards Mo Yunchen, Qi Shangyi blocked her and turned to look at Mo Yunchen, "Mo Yunchen, right? Even if you have a good relationship with Qin Qin, there should be a proper distance between men and women. It’s late; you should leave."
Qi Shangyi’s sharp eyes flashed with crimson as Mo Yunchen returned the unyielding gaze.
"Then shouldn’t Emperor Qi Yuan be the one to leave?"
Qin Qin was genuinely exasperated, her head aching from the incessant bickering of the two men.
"Why did you come over so late? When did you get back? You actually came despite the heavy rain. What if..."