The hairpin pierced his arm.
Blood gushed out, and his subordinates stepped forward and grabbed her arm.
Wen Shengsheng was pinned to the bed, but the hatred in her eyes did not diminish.
"Qin Heming, if you have the guts, just kill me. So what if you captured Song Xianzhu? I don't love you, and that's it. I'd rather die than be with a beast like you."
Upon hearing this, Qin Heming looked at Wen Shengsheng with a complicated expression.
"You're Wen Shengsheng?"
"What are you pretending for? Give Song Xianzhu back to me. I may not be able to kill you this time, but I will take action again next time I have the chance."
Her arm hurt, and a flush of anger rose on her beautiful face.
Qin Heming said coldly, "Let go."
The subordinate then released Wen Shengsheng, whose face was filled with hatred.
Qin Heming said, "Miss Wen, you've misunderstood."
Misunderstand?
ridiculous!
Wen Shengsheng met his gaze. The unfamiliarity in his eyes was so convincing. She wondered what trick Qin Heming was up to this time.
It was at this moment that a commotion broke out outside.
Bang!
The door was kicked open from the outside.
Wen Shengsheng looked in the direction of the sound.
She stared at the newcomer in shock. How could this be?
"Two Qin Hemian?"
Wen Shengsheng pinched her arm; she wasn't dreaming, there really were two Qin Hemian in front of her.
When the newcomer looked at her, his eyes were so fervent, so crazed—this was the Qin He she knew.
"Hehe... Since Sheng Sheng already knows, then I won't hide it anymore. I was never the real Qin Heming. I am Qin Heming's younger brother, Qin Hexuan. Sheng Sheng, do you still like me? It doesn't matter. As long as I like you, that's enough!"
"He Xuan - Enough is enough."
"Why should I stop? She's mine, and she should be with me for life," Qin Hexuan roared, glaring at Qin Heming with resentment.
"Someone, take the second young master back!"
"Qin Hemian—what do you mean? I want me—mmm—" Qin Hexuan was gagged and taken away, his eyes fierce as he left.
Qin Heming, who was left behind, looked at Wen Shengsheng and explained, "I'm sorry, Hexuan has caused you trouble."
It was only then that Wen Shengsheng noticed Qin Heming's legs; he was sitting in a wheelchair.
This face is exactly the same as Qin Hexuan's, but upon closer inspection, the temperament is somewhat different.
Qin Hexuan and Qin Hemian used to have almost identical temperaments, but they gradually lost control of themselves.
Perhaps noticing the confusion in her eyes, Qin Heming explained, "Hexuan was raised to be my substitute since childhood because I have a leg ailment..."
Qin Hexuan was reprimanded for hiding his true nature, and his words and actions were completely disciplined to be a replica of Qin Hemian.
The heir to the enormous Qin Group must not be a cripple, and this is also to protect the real Qin Hemian.
From then on, Qin Hexuan was Qin Hemian. He was the shadow and the target. Qin Hemian sighed slightly: "I am sorry to Hexuan, Miss Wen - can you forgive Hexuan?"
This is something Wen Shengsheng could not have predicted.
As Wen Shengsheng gradually regained her composure, she stared at the man before her and said, "My fiancé is in his hands."
"Okay, I promise Miss Wen that I will definitely send Mr. Song away safely."
"Thanks."
When she noticed the injury on Qin Heming's arm, Wen Shengsheng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you... I'm really sorry."
"It's nothing, just a minor injury." Qin Heming's eyes held a hint of a smile, but it wasn't obvious.
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