Being in the same space as Shen Ping made Zheng Qiu feel a subtle irritation. For his own safety, he suppressed his disgust and asked gently, "Ping'er, do you not like me?"
"How could that be? My body and heart belong to you. How could you think of me like that?"
"Then why do you still keep things that can threaten me?"
Zheng Qiu put on a pitiful look and turned to look at Shen Ping with deep affection.
Looking at Shen Ping's swollen cheeks, deformed nose, and sharp chin like a snake spirit, I couldn't help but feel nauseous.
However, he is experienced in love and has superb acting skills, so he can switch to a deeply affectionate appearance with ease.
Looking into those deep, affectionate peach blossom eyes, Shen Ping couldn't help but fall for them, her cheeks flushing slightly as she said, "As long as you don't betray me, I will never expose this thing of yours."
"But I always feel that thing scares me. I often have nightmares at night. I suspect I'm sick and won't be able to stay with you anymore."
As he spoke, he took Chen Ping's hand, placed it on his lips, and gently kissed it: "I want to marry you. I don't want my life to have any regrets, but unfortunately..."
Shen Ping's heart raced instantly: "Once Zhang Fan's matter is resolved, I'll destroy the evidence when we get back. I don't want you to get sick."
He drives a sports car with one hand and holds her hand with the other, his gaze full of affection—what woman could resist?
Despite feeling uncomfortable and nauseous, Zheng Qiu kissed Shen Ping. He kept telling himself that he had to endure it in order to survive.
The moment their lips touched, the sports car suddenly crashed into something, a shadow appeared in front of them, the car shook violently, and after a sharp screech of brakes, the car came to a stop.
The two quickly separated. Zheng Qiuqin had been observing the straight country road, but there was no one there.
He slammed on the brakes, sat up straight, and his eyes suddenly turned to terror. Standing on the windshield was a burly man.
The man's eyes held a brutal ruthlessness, like those of a bloodthirsty beast.
A chill ran down Zheng Qiu's spine and spread throughout his body, making his scalp tingle.
He hit someone with his car, and the person didn't die; instead, they were peering at him through the windshield.
Driving so slowly and still leaning against the windshield, what else could this be but a staged accident scam!
Enraged, Zheng Qiu pulled a golf club from his seat, muttering curses as he opened the car door to get out.
Just then, the person in front of the car kicked the windshield. Zheng Qiu saw the other person's action, stopped what he was doing, and relaxed his body, leaning back in his seat: "Idiot, this windshield is bulletproof. Did you think you could kick it off? Kick it all you want, you'll be paying for it later."
Shen Ping's eyes were filled with terror, and her voice trembled: "Zhang... Zhang Fan."
Zheng Qiu suddenly turned around: "Who do you think he is?"
"Zhang Fan."
Zheng Qiu suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Fan. He thought Zhang Fan was just a country bumpkin trying to scam people, so he didn't give him a second glance and didn't recognize him.
Reflecting Zhang Fan's tall figure in her pupils, like a god of death, exuding murderous aura, Zheng Qiu felt a bad feeling well up in her heart.
A crisp cracking sound of shattering glass rang out, and shards of glass flew everywhere, hurtling towards the two people inside the car at extremely high speeds.
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