Furthermore, I don't like any physical contact with you when I'm angry; it makes me feel like you're just using me as a punching bag.

Qin Beiming listened intently to every word she said, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

He never knew that his actions would frighten Ling Mo so much.

He never intended to vent his anger on her.

He simply wanted to use intimate gestures to smooth over any friction or disagreements between them.

Having discerned Ling Mo's thoughts, Qin Beiming felt even more guilty and said in a deep voice:

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have made you sad and upset."

"I'm going to class. Don't come looking for me unless it's absolutely necessary."

As soon as Ling Mo finished speaking, he angrily ran off and disappeared without a trace.

In fact, she didn't feel particularly sad or upset.

She was just a little annoyed by the huge disparity in their strength, which always put her at a disadvantage.

Just as Qin Beiming was about to catch up with her, a dazzling purple supercar suddenly appeared in front of him.

"elder brother?"

Qin Shaojing brushed the blond hair from his forehead, then squinted at the slender figure in the distance, a playful smile suddenly appearing on his lips. "I didn't expect her to dare to lose her temper with me."

"What's up?"

Qin Beiming anxiously tugged at his collar and asked in a cold voice with patience.

“I heard you were injured. I happened to be filming in Linjiang, so I came to see you.”

Qin Shaojing turned off the noisy music in the car, and his light blue contact lenses completely concealed the worry hidden in his eyes, instead giving people a cynical feeling.

Go film your movie, and don't come looking for me unless it's absolutely necessary.

“My mother made a mistake in a moment of confusion. I hope you won’t hurt her too badly. From now on, I will keep a close eye on her and never let her bother you again.”

"If she dares to act up in front of me again, I'll be very rude to her."

Qin Beiming never took Wei Xianya, that foolish woman, seriously.

They simply found a group of people to intimidate her and then hastily ended the matter.

Furthermore, with Qin Shaojing personally coming to plead for him, he was too lazy to pursue the matter any further.

"Thank you, brother."

Qin Shaojing breathed a sigh of relief, and a knowing smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Having resolved his most pressing matter, he reverted to his usual carefree demeanor, casually joking:

"Brother, you look so pale, is it because you're sexually frustrated? Or, how about I introduce you to a few pretty young actresses to satisfy your cravings?"

"..."

Qin Beiming completely ignored Qin Shaojing and strode towards where the car was parked.

Within sight, a black van with a non-local license plate happened to be parked ten meters away next to a fruit stand.

Qin Beiming's eyes darkened slightly. He glanced at the object and then subtly looked away.

Qin Shaojing keenly caught Qin Beiming's gaze and also glanced at the black minivan that looked out of place parked next to the fruit stand.

Realizing he was being watched again, Qin Shaojing muttered with some dissatisfaction:

"Damn it! They're like a persistent ghost! They're filming me 24/7, I don't even have the freedom to pick up a girl."

"You think the person following you is a gossip reporter?"

Qin Beiming was reluctant to speak, but in order to protect Qin Shaojing, he finally offered some advice:

"This group's power should not be underestimated. Do not make any rash moves in the near future. Your mobile phones and other communication devices may have been tapped. All you can do is to film the movie in an orderly manner."

"Brother, you mean...?"

Qin Shaojing's eyes widened as he realized that the people following him were not gossip reporters, but the same group that had colluded with Wei Xianya to blow up Qin Beiming's car.

Seeing Qin Beiming's serious expression, he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly sent his assistant, who was sitting in the passenger seat, to the fruit stand to buy some fruit, pretending that he had not realized that he was being followed.

After the assistant ran off, Qin Shaojing lowered his voice and anxiously asked Qin Beiming:

"Brother, what's going on? Ever since I entered the entertainment industry, they haven't paid any attention to me. Why are they suddenly following me again?"

"Their goal wasn't just to kill me; they wanted the Qin family to fall into complete ruin. Rumors were circulating that my illness was getting worse and that I only had one or two years left to live."

Seeing that my time is drawing near, they will inevitably try to steal the Qin family's secrets by any means.

If you want to protect yourself, it's best not to contact me first.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shaojing immediately understood, nodded heavily, and a signature roguish smile suddenly appeared on his delicate face.

To divert the attention of the group in the black van, he deliberately raised his voice and said jokingly:

"If you don't like female celebrities, I can introduce you to male celebrities. Just tell me who you like, and I'll do my best to get them for you."

Qin Beiming had said what he needed to say, and too lazy to pay any more attention to him, he got into his car and drove away.

...

As evening approached, snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the foggy sky.

When Ling Mo returned home, he found the large living room empty. He was about to go straight to his room to sleep when he unexpectedly caught sight of the red roses placed on the sofa. The slight disappointment in his heart vanished in an instant.

She gently picked up the bouquet and discovered that a small note was hidden on each rose.

There were a total of ninety-nine small notes, each with the word "I'm sorry" written on it.

The handwriting was somewhat bold and unrestrained, and it was immediately recognizable as Qin Beiming's.

Ling Mo carefully put the note away and was about to send a message to ask Qin Beiming where he was when, as if by telepathy, Qin Beiming sent her a picture of a snow scene taken on the terrace at the same time.

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