Zhu Hao pursed her lips, raised her hand to grab Tang Song's wrist, and shook her head.
[Hmph! Why is this cub protecting this brat?! Ugh! So annoying! The cub doesn't even know him!]
Xue Qinfeng felt the shackles on his body disappear and stared incredulously at Tang Song's face, which was as black as charcoal.
That's really strange.
In the past, Tang Song wouldn't consider the process complete unless he was thrown directly into the ground. He thought he would inevitably be thrown into some back garden again today, but instead, his mouth was covered.
Did Tang Song just let him off so easily?
Xue Qinfeng's eyes flickered slightly as his gaze fell on Tang Song's hand.
A small, fair hand appeared above, a wish for good health.
He slightly raised his eyes, following the hand upwards, and stared intently at Zhu Hao's slightly chubby face.
Thick bangs covered half of her eyes, but they couldn't hide the seriousness on her face.
Xue Qinfeng's lips twitched.
Tang Song is completely under their thumb!
[What are you looking at?! Stop looking! My cub!!! You're so annoying! I'll gouge your eyes out!]
Tang Song subtly turned slightly to the side, shielding Zhu Hao behind him.
Zhu Hao's eyes widened slightly, then she looked at Xue Qinfeng and asked softly, "What mess? What woman is on the top floor? And... why did you say he wanted to kill that woman? What did you see?"
Tang Song frowned and interrupted Xue Qinfeng before he could speak, "It's nothing, he's drunk and talking nonsense."
[Aaaaaah!! No! I didn't! I didn't kill her! That bitch Fang Ling is perfectly alive and well!]
Zhu Hao lowered her eyes, stared at his taut tail, puffed out her cheeks, and withdrew her little hand that was holding him.
"Is it Fang Ling?" she asked softly.
Tang Song's eyes narrowed, and he turned to glare at Xue Qinfeng, saying in a low voice, "Hmm."
Xue Qinfeng looked completely innocent, spread his hands and shrugged, then pointed to his tightly closed lips.
This is a tremendous injustice.
He didn't say a word; he just guessed it himself!
Tang Song's expression stiffened slightly. He noticed his sleeve being tugged, lowered his eyes, and looked at Zhu Hao with a serious expression.
"Fang Ling knows I'm a wolf, and she's threatening me." Tang Song's tone carried a strange hint of grievance.
His tall frame bent slightly, his handsome features furrowed, and his dark eyes were fixed on Zhu Hao.
[I admit there was a fleeting moment when I wanted to kill her! But! But! I didn't actually do it, did I?]
Even if... even if she has marks on her neck from being strangled, but! But! It was because I lost control of my strength in a moment of anger! It was absolutely not intentional!
[You little brat, you can't hate me like this without even knowing why!! Waaaaah!!]
Zhu Hao's eye twitched, and as if possessed, she grasped his hand and patted it gently, as if to comfort him.
Xue Qinfeng had a strange look on his face.
He felt he must be hallucinating.
Not only did I see grievance on Tang Song's deadpan expression, but I also saw a mixture of smugness and boastfulness.
It's a ghost!
Xue Qinfeng stared at their clasped hands, then rolled his eyes impatiently. "I don't care! Tang Song! You've caused this mess! You'd better settle it before you leave today! Otherwise, are you expecting me to clean up your mess?"
"Where is he?" Tang Song asked, his lips pressed tightly together, his tone cold and sharp.
[I can't kill her! But I can erase her memory! At worst, I can turn her into an idiot, so she won't cause trouble anymore! And the cubs won't notice, and they won't stop me!]
I'm such a clever wolf!
Zhu Hao's pupils constricted, and she tightened her grip on Tang Song's small hand.
"What's wrong?" Tang Song asked in a low voice.
Zhu Hao pursed her lips and shook her head. "Let's go together."
She had to keep an eye on him and prevent him from killing someone.
But he's right, making Fang Ling mentally impaired is also an option.
After all, she couldn't stand Fang Ling anymore.
Dealing with her is out of the question, since she knows Fang Ling only wants to compete with her for the position of the eldest daughter of the Fang family and for the Fang family's parents.
She didn't care about any of these things, nor did she want to argue with her.
But this time it's different.
Fang Ling wanted to make a move against Tang Song.
They even threatened him by claiming that Tang Song was a wolf.
This secret she had carefully protected for so long couldn't just be exposed like this.
"Okay," Tang Song said softly.
A hint of tension flashed across that stern face.
[Oh no! Oh no! Will the cub stop letting me harm Fang Ling after seeing her miserable state?]
[Awoo~ Awoo~]
Xue Qinfeng raised an eyebrow, glanced at the tense Tang Song, stood up and straightened the wrinkles on his suit, "Alright, I've locked that woman in a hotel room upstairs. You two can go together if you want..."
Xue Qinfeng drawled, his eyes flashing a warning as he stared at Tang Song, "Don't you dare kill anyone!! Today's my birthday! It's bad luck!!"
Tang Song ignored him, his lips pressed into a straight line, and held Zhu Hao's hand tightly.
"No." Zhu Hao tilted her head to look at Xue Qinfeng, and just as she met his gaze, a tall figure appeared between them.
Tang Song prevented the two from looking at each other.
Tang Song stared intently at Xue Qinfeng, his eyes deep and clenched, "No way!"
Xue Qinfeng chuckled.
In the instant he turned around, he subtly shook his head and murmured, "I've failed..."
"What?!" Tang Song said coldly.
"I said you're doomed!" Xue Qinfeng said, his back to Tang Song, raising his voice as he ran at top speed.
As if afraid of being caught by Tang Song.
Meanwhile, in the hospital.
The ticking sound of the instrument amplified in Fang's father's ears, sounding like a suona horn, making his head throb.
He stared intently at Fang Ming, who lay unconscious on the bed, his mind replaying the events at the hotel over and over again.
All the doors to the hotel lobby are made of heavy solid wood.
The wooden door to the side room that he and Fang Ming chose weighed at least 300 pounds.
Fang Ming was even directly smashed, resulting in a ruptured spleen and a broken femur.
Such a heavy wooden door would definitely make a loud noise when it is dismantled or damaged.
But he clearly remembered that there was no sound outside the door, not even the sound of the door lock loosening.
Tang Song pushed the door down so easily all by himself, without any help or tools. Isn't that a bit unusual?
Mr. Fang frowned, his mind flashing back to Tang Song's tall, strong physique and the muscles that seemed to burst out of his shirt.
He dispelled his doubts.
Perhaps Tang Song had a habit of exercising?
Or perhaps he does a lot of strength training?
Is it possible to dismantle a 300-pound wooden door with bare hands?
But why is there not a sound at all?
He tried to find a reasonable explanation for Tang Song, but found that it was truly inexplicable.
"Ugh..." The person on the bed let out a painful groan.
Mr. Fang's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly called the doctor.
A moment later, Fang Ming sat pale-faced against the headboard, his face full of accusation, "Dad! Why did you insist on letting Zhu Hao go at the hotel? She hadn't even agreed to help!"
"No need." Mr. Fang's eyes darkened. "There's no need to look for her."
"Why!?"
“Li Hu is dead, he committed suicide.” Fang’s father said heavily. “There’s no need to worry about him exposing you, and naturally there’s no need to go to Zhu Hao about this.”
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