Qin Miaomiao logged off without hesitation. Who was she?
She was a wandering soul that crawled out of hell! The only purpose of her living was revenge!
Li Li stared intensely at the faded avatar and immediately ordered someone to trace the IP address. However, he was told that the IP was protected and couldn’t be traced at all!
After Su Jin recovered from the car accident, he met her—the woman whose every word and action reeked of pretentiousness. No matter how he looked at her, she didn’t seem like Su Jin!
But this account—it was Su Jin’s private alternate account, something even Chu Yunhao probably didn’t know about. So, who was the person logging into it?
She said Su Jin was already dead?
Su Jin... already... dead?
Li Li stared fixedly at those few words, his expression dark and sinister. The woman he loved most—was she truly gone?
He had to see it for himself, to find out whether Su Jin was really dead!
Qin Miaomiao had just shut her computer when she received a call from Xu Jiaojiao. The voice on the other end sounded extremely flustered:
"Miaomiao, I think I’m in trouble."
"What kind of trouble? Where are you?"
"My agent brought me to a dinner gathering, but it turns out to be a drinking party. These men are no good—they keep forcing me to drink. Miaomiao, hurry and come save me!"
Qin Miaomiao grew anxious as soon as she heard this. Jiaojiao was a third- or fourth-tier actress who had just finished filming a TV show and was gaining some popularity. Given what she said, the trouble was likely serious.
With that, the line went fuzzy, and the call abruptly disconnected.
She cursed under her breath, *’Shit,’* grabbed her coat without a second thought, and dashed out!
"Sifang City" was Sifang’s most renowned entertainment venue, frequented by elites and VIPs. Its security was notoriously strict, making it hard for ordinary people to enter.
Qin Miaomiao got out of the car and tried to rush inside, but the staff stopped her, demanding to see her membership card. Without a card, entry was impossible.
"Please, make an exception. I need to go inside to find someone," she pleaded.
The welcoming hostess responded politely, "I’m sorry, Miss. Without a membership card, it’s impossible to enter."
No matter how she tried to argue, they wouldn’t let her in. Just as she was growing desperate, her eyes lit up, and she strode toward a man. She naturally looped her arm around his and sweetly said:
"Darling, why are you so late? I’ve been waiting forever for you."
Jin Jing was momentarily startled by this sudden appearance of a stunning beauty. Seeing her wink subtly at him, he immediately grasped her intention.
What an interesting girl.
He played along, teasingly lifting her chin and smirking maliciously, "Baby, my bad. I’ll make it up to you properly later, okay?"
The hostess, upon realizing it was her boss, immediately straightened up and apologized nervously, "I’m sorry, Sir. I didn’t know she was your guest."
Jin Jing barely acknowledged her, emitting a casual grunt, "You know now?"
With that, he ushered Qin Miaomiao inside, his arm around her waist. She stiffened slightly, suppressing the urge to shove him away, and begrudgingly played along as they walked in together.
Once they reached the lobby, she pushed him away and put some distance between them, speaking in a calm tone, "Thank you, Sir."
"Why don’t you call me ’Darling’ anymore? Young lady, you’re not planning to use me and then kick me to the curb, are you?"
Pressed for time, Qin Miaomiao couldn’t waste another moment. She said urgently, "I have something to take care of. I’ll thank you properly another time."
With that, she rushed deeper inside. Even though Jin Jing thought about stopping her, he didn’t manage to. Watching her fleeing figure, he couldn’t help but chuckle. Interesting.
Just then, a waiter approached respectfully and said, "Mr. Jin, Young Master Lu and the others are in the VIP section already."