Upon hearing this, Qu Jian'er's fist hardened.
A flash of lightning outside caused the hospital's video recording studio to display static due to the extremely strong magnetic field.
A red light flashed from Qu Jian'er's right index finger, and a crimson needle appeared out of thin air, then transformed into a long, thin thread. She grabbed Madam Qu's throat, and while the other woman was terrified, she kicked her to her knees and dragged her close to her.
Qu Jian'er squinted: "With those glasses on, he looks like a weasel that's become a spirit, like he's ascended to the ranks of immortals? There's no inscription on his tombstone yet, how about writing today as the date of his death?"
That moment.
Mrs. Qu, whose glasses shattered, seemed to see death.
Qu Jian'er tilted her head slightly: "Don't worry, I was just teasing you. I'm a law-abiding citizen. But since you don't want to let me go, then watch how I, whose life you consider worthless, can rise from the ashes and deliver a fatal blow to you!"
Madam Qu was thrown onto Mr. Qu by Qu Jian'er. Forgetting all the cursing, she clutched her neck, her heart pounding like a horrifying alarm. She went into a frenzy of terror, and even long after Qu Jian'er left, she hadn't recovered.
Mr. Qu was stunned the whole time, his eyes filled with disbelief. How could a person be so strong?
This is not scientific!
To avoid trouble, Qu Jian'er turned off her phone before leaving. Then, someone stopped her at the hospital entrance.
The newcomer had an unapproachable, exquisitely beautiful face. She wore flat shoes, yet she was several centimeters taller than Qu Jian'er. Every movement she made was sculpted.
Her curvaceous, golden figure resembles a masterpiece sculpture by the most renowned artist.
She is no less than Qu Jian'er.
They were clearly two different types of beauties.
She appeared with an umbrella, her voice slightly cold: "Why didn't you answer my calls? Do you know how worried we were?"
Qu Jian'er searches for the mature woman in front of her in her memories. Bai Wei: A working-class woman who has been crushed by the 996 work schedule for a long time.
The aloof assistant watches helplessly as her unwanted romantic advances are doomed.
Qu Jian'er felt that her first income here could come from the people in front of her.
Bai Wei leaned closer to Qu Jian'er and whispered, "Did you really fall into the water because you failed to push Qu Jiaorou?"
Qu Jian'er asked curiously, "Where did you get this idea from?"
Bai Wei helped Qu Jian'er walk towards the hovercar: "It's all over the internet, sister, you need to be more careful. You finally stopped doing those feudal superstitions, and now this kind of scandal has surfaced. How are you going to survive in the entertainment industry now?"
Upon hearing this, Qu Jian'er's lips twitched, and the aloof demeanor of the person beside her instantly shattered.
Before Qu Jian'er could reply.
A group of passersby moved over furtively.
"Look, isn't that Qu Jian'er, the one who stole someone else's lover and became a hot topic online?"
"What's so popular about it? It's clearly corrupt. Can't the relevant departments ban certain artists with bad records?"
"Even a black fire is still fire. Let's go take some pictures! Let's dox her and put her on the internet!"
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