Qin Wushuang silently memorized the license plate number, his expression even more gloomy than before.
"Wushuang, since I reported it as soon as I knew about it, let's write off our grudges. You can go back and live a good life, and I won't cause you any trouble." Wang Yourong begged again humbly.
Qin Wushuang answered the question irrelevantly and didn't understand it at all.
"Is Qian Shaojie sure he can come back within three days?"
"Sure." Wang Yourong was extremely sure.
"I'm waiting for him."
After Qin Wushuang finished speaking, he strode out of the villa.
Wang Yourong finally felt relieved and her life was saved.
If Qin Wushuang gets carried away by his passion and is blinded by hatred, the consequences will be disastrous.
Wang Yourong was lucky to have escaped the disaster, but was it really so?
No!
Qin Wushuang would not let her live, so he quietly sprinkled a handful of extremely tiny powder before leaving.
The powder is white and is called Hundred Days Soul-Breaking Powder.
As the name suggests, the poisoned person will die after a hundred days.
And within these hundred days, the body will rot bit by bit, from the inside out, living a life worse than death and suffering.
Can you let go easily of someone who wants to kill you?
She must go through hellish torture and die in pain and regret.
No one can cure the poison of Hundred Days Soul-Slaying Powder, and no one can save her.
Misery is inevitable.
Jiangshan No. 1!
This is the highest-end villa area in Ninghai, bar none. Those who live here are either rich or noble, with a net worth of at least hundreds of millions.
This is the temporary residence that Asan arranged for Qin Wushuang. It is luxurious and extravagant.
Qin Wushuang stood on the spacious balcony, gazing at the sea view, lost in thought.
Then he picked up his phone and dialed a number.
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