Chapter 277 Your wife is two months pregnant

Qin Jin rubbed his eyes, confirming that the off-white hem of the dress belonged to Ling Huanwu. His eyes instantly reddened, and his sobs grew louder, tears of joy streaming down his face. "Quick, get all the spare ropes! Go down and rescue them!"

The men didn't dare to delay and hurriedly tied the rope to an old tree on the edge of the cliff. A nimble young man slid down the rope.

Qin Jin clung to the edge of the cliff, his voice hoarse from shouting, "Be careful, protect her! If she loses even a single hair, I'll scatter your ashes!"

Hearing the commotion at the top of the cliff, Zhou Jiuzhen's tense body finally relaxed a little.

He looked down at Ling Huanwu's pale face, gently patted her back with his only remaining right hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Huanwu, wait a little longer, we'll be up soon."

At the bottom of the cliff, Zhou Jiuzhen and Ling Huanwu were pulled up together by several people using ropes.

Zhou Jiuzhen had just been pulled up and hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and everything went black. He had been knocked unconscious by Qin Jinshen's palm strike.

Qin Jinshen looked at the unconscious Zhou Jiuzhen and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He originally wanted to disguise himself as Zhou Jiuzhen and be with Ling Huanwu.

But just now, he changed his mind. He wanted to sow discord between the male and female leads and make them turn against each other.

Why should he be forced to impersonate someone else, like a rat in a gutter?

He wants to live with dignity!

Qin Jinshen ordered his men to throw the unconscious Zhou Jiuzhen near the mountain camp, and then he carefully picked up Ling Huanwu and took her back to the exquisite little villa on the island.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Huanwu slowly woke up.

She felt dizzy and her whole body ached. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qin Jinshen standing by her bedside with a concerned look on his face.

"You're finally awake! You scared me half to death!" Qin Jinshen feigned anxiety, his eyes filled with worry.

Ling Huanwu looked around in confusion, then glanced warily at Qin Jinshen in front of her, and subconsciously asked, "Where is this? Where is Jiuzhen?"

A barely perceptible ruthlessness flashed across Qin Jinshen's face, then he sighed helplessly and said, "After you fell off the cliff, I risked my life to save you. And he... the moment he learned that you had fallen off the cliff, he went back to the mountain camp and didn't care whether you lived or died at all."

"Impossible, he's not that kind of person!" Ling Huanwu's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

After going through so much with Jiuzhen, in her heart, Zhou Jiuzhen was definitely not the kind of person who was afraid of death and would abandon her.

Seeing this, Qin Jinshen continued to embellish the story: "I saw it with my own eyes; he ran faster than anyone else. If I hadn't arrived in time, you probably would have been..."

Ling Huanwu's face turned extremely ugly; she couldn't believe that Zhou Jiuzhen was that kind of person.

But as she bit her lower lip, enduring the pain in her stomach, with tears welling up in her eyes, Qin Jinshen saw a striking resemblance to Ling Huanwu's painful and conflicted expression when she believed him.

Qin Jinshen's lips curled into a smile.

The smile on his face froze completely when the barefoot doctor who was treating Ling Huanwu, with a big smile, congratulated him, "Boss, congratulations! Your wife is two months pregnant."

Qin Jinshen did not get angry in front of Ling Huanwu, but as soon as he stepped out, he kicked the barefoot doctor to the ground.

The men quickly dragged the doctor away.

Qin Jinshen, however, went on to smash everything he could in the living room.

Only after everything in the living room had been smashed did his subordinate dare to approach him and explain the situation, "Master, that Song Yaoyao keeps saying she wants to see you, do you want to...?"

Qin Jin rubbed his temples, then remembered that he had previously ordered Song Yaoyao and Zhao Jingxiang to be kidnapped to avoid any unforeseen complications.

He originally only wanted to kidnap two living people, but Song Yaoyao clung to Zhou Shuyao's body and refused to let go, saying that she couldn't let the storm surge wash Zhou Shuyao away.

When he heard the news from his subordinates, he thought the woman must have lost her mind; how could she fall so deeply in love with a man who abused her?

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The dark, damp basement was filled with a putrid odor.

The dim candlelight flickered in the corner, casting indistinct shadows all around.

Song Yaoyao was dressed in rags, her hair disheveled, and she held Zhou Shuyao, who was already stiff in her arms. She looked like a female beggar who had lost her soul.

As soon as she saw Qin Jinshen enter, she put down Zhou Shuyao and crawled awkwardly to Qin Jinshen.

"Mr. Qin, please let me go!"

Song Yaoyao's voice trembled as she repeatedly kowtowed, her forehead hitting the ground with a dull thud. "I know I was wrong. From now on, I will serve you and Ling Huanwu like a slave and never cause trouble again."

At this moment, Qin Jinshen had shed Song Panmei's mask, revealing his true face. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with disdain and disgust. "Let you go? Do you think that's possible? You've framed Huanwu time and time again. How are you going to settle that score?"

"Oh, by the way, I haven't settled the score with you for my sister in this life yet!"

Song Yaoyao looked up in horror, her face streaked with tears. "I really know I was wrong, Mr. Qin. I didn't know she was Miss Qin. I was blinded by greed and pushed her. Please forgive me this time."

Qin Jin squatted down, grabbed Song Yaoyao's chin, forced her to look him in the eye, and said, word by word, "If you want me to spare you, it's not impossible. Just go back to the mountain camp and seduce Zhou Jiuzhen..."

"What?" Song Yaoyao's eyes widened in disbelief. "Brother Qin, you want me to seduce Zhou Jiuzhen? But... but he only has Ling Huanwu in his heart."

"That's your problem." Qin Jinshen stood up, arms crossed. "If you can't do it, I'll throw your man Zhou Shuyao's corpse into the sea to feed the fish."

"don't want!"

Song Yaoyao screamed and collapsed to the ground. "Boss Qin, I beg you, please don't throw away Shuyao's body. He died a terrible death. I can't let him die without a complete corpse."

"Then do as I say." Qin Jinshen said coldly, his voice full of threat. "As long as you can seduce Zhou Jiuzhen, I will return your man's corpse to you intact and give you a sum of money so you can go far away."

Song Yaoyao bit her lip, struggling with inner turmoil.

After a long while, she cried and said, "Boss Qin, I really can't seduce him. He's not interested in me at all."

Qin Jinshen pulled a camera from his pocket and threw it in front of Song Yaoyao. "It doesn't matter if you can't seduce him, as long as you can take intimate photos of you and him. Then I'll use those photos to provoke Ling Huanwu, so she'll know who loves her most in this world!"

Song Yaoyao looked at the camera on the ground and hesitated.

Seeing this, Qin Jinshen threatened, "What? You don't want to? You even dared to sleep with that old widower, are you afraid of seducing your brother-in-law? Then I'll have someone throw your man's corpse into the sea right now..."