Hatred completely blinded Xiao Qi, his head was buzzing, and he had only one thought in his mind: kill her!

Kill that bitch!

"Let go... Yu Jiashu... I'm here... It's all in the past..."

In a hazy state, he heard a soft female voice in his ear, and warm hands wrapped around his trembling body from behind, offering silent comfort.

What...what is he doing...?

Coming to his senses, Xiao Qi let go of her hand, turned around trembling, and hugged Jing Li tightly without saying a word, bursting into tears like a child.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

He cried so bitterly, so sorrowfully, so desperately, tears streaming down his face like a flood bursting its banks.

With her eyes filled with heartache, Jing Li stopped talking and simply patted his back to comfort him.

'Bang--'

The door was kicked open, and Jacques Behrman walked in with a grim expression.

Clearly, they had discovered the bodies of several of their subordinates who had been murdered.

The gleaming gun barrels were pointed directly at Jing Li Misaki and Xiao Qi.

"Sir, save me! They're going to kill me...kill them!"

Cui Xueling staggered into Jacques Behrman's arms, sobbing as she accused the group.

She seemed to have found a powerful backer; just moments ago she was wailing and screaming in utter disarray, but now she was playing the victim to coax Jacques Behrman into committing murder.

Xiao Qi's body tensed instantly, and the hand holding her slender waist tightened even more.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jing Li said softly, and the latter slowly let go of her hand. Only then did she turn around and confront the other party.

[Ms. Jing, as a friend, what you're doing isn't very kind...]

Jacques Behrman narrowed his eyes dangerously and said coldly.

[That was just a retort; Mr. Jacques was quite unreasonable, wasn't he?]

Without the slightest panic, Jing Li glanced at Yueyue's corpse on the ground and said lazily.

[I'm so sorry, I didn't know she was from EN.]

Jacques Behrman shrugged innocently and said shamelessly.

Oh.

Jing Li neither confirmed nor denied this.

The other party deliberately placed the corpse in the house simply to make an example of it.

He was silently warning her that if she acted rashly, she would suffer the same fate as the female corpse.

Cui Xueling clearly noticed that the atmosphere between the two was not right. What was going on?

Why didn't they kill her? Instead, they tolerated her actions!

There was something she overlooked...

not good!

Her body stiffened instantly, and she tried to quietly leave Jacques Behrman's embrace.

[How did your chat go with your old friend?]

Jacques Behrman held her tightly in his arms and asked with a smile.

[Unfortunately, we're not friends, we're enemies. Seeing her again makes me very unhappy. I wonder if Mr. Jacques has any way to help me vent my anger?]

Jing Li gave a provocative smile, but her tone was full of threat.

The meaning was clear: if Jacques Behrman didn't help her vent her anger today, she would absolutely not cooperate with him.

[That's easy... There are many ways to relieve internal heat...]

With a wicked grin, Jacques Behrman abruptly shoved Cui Xueling toward his waiting subordinate.

[don't want……]

Cui Xueling's scream pierced her throat.

But the soldiers covered his mouth and pressed him onto the dining table.

"Waaaaah..."

An unprecedented fear gripped Cui Xueling's heart. Through her tear-filled eyes, she looked at the silent Xiao Qi, hoping he could help her.

A conflict flashed in Xiao Qi's eyes, but in the end he simply turned his head to the side and ignored it.