"Today, everything can end. I'll make you pay with your life for Acheng!" After Qi Huan finished speaking, Xu Xiaolin was startled. She suddenly straightened up from the corner, kicked the door hard, and rushed into the bedroom.
With a bang, Xu Xiaolin kicked open the bedroom door and shouted from the doorway, "Qi Huan, don't be impulsive!"
Wang Shen and Liang Zichen immediately stood up and ran behind Xu Xiaolin. All four of them—no, all five—had expressions of surprise on their faces. Their expressions of surprise were basically the same, only the reasons for their surprise varied.
Qi Huan stood beside Han Lin, dressed in a sexy nightgown. But what drew the most attention wasn't her alluring demeanor in the nightgown, but the gleaming fruit knife clutched in her slender hand. And Han Lin? Han Lin was sitting in a chair. To be precise, Han Lin was tied to the chair, his mouth taped shut. No wonder he hadn't uttered a word when Qi Huan was listing his crimes. Han Lin looked strange, his head drooping listlessly.
If Xu Xiaolin hadn't made such a commotion, Han Lin probably wouldn't have even glanced at Qi Huan. However, at this moment, Han Lin seemed to have sobered up a bit, especially when he saw the fruit knife in Qi Huan's hand. Han Lin looked at Qi Huan, made a sound, and then turned his gaze to Wang Shen.
"What are you yelling about!" Qi Huan angrily scolded Han Lin. Qi Huan forcefully pinched Han Lin's chin, turning Han Lin's head so that Han Lin could see the sharp knife in his hand.
Han Lin glanced at the knife in Qi Huan's hand again, then looked at Qi Huan with fear in his eyes.
"What? Now you're scared? Why didn't you know that when you were plotting against A-Cheng!" Qi Huan roared, then slapped Han Lin hard across the face. Han Lin stammered out another sound.
Qi Huan grabbed Han Lin's chin again, turning his face towards her. "Yes, feel as scared as you want. I love seeing that look in your eyes."
Xu Xiaolin and Wang Shen were both stunned by Qi Huan's current state. Qi Huan was no longer the free-spirited and elegant woman they had heard about.
"Qi Huan, don't be impulsive, calm down, calm down." Xu Xiaolin came to her senses, raised her hands, palms facing up and outwards, signaling Qi Huan to calm down. While comforting Qi Huan, Xu Xiaolin began to move her feet.
Qi Huan pointed the fruit knife at Xu Xiaolin, slid it in front of her, and then held the blade to Han Lin's neck. "Xiaolin, don't come any closer. Make them back off too!" Qi Huan's words were extremely firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Hey beautiful, let's talk this out..." Liang Zichen ignored Qi Huan's advice, took two steps forward, and said with a smile.
"Back off!" Qi Huan roared. Qi Huan applied a little force, and a trickle of blood seeped from Han Lin's neck, flowing down the blade to the hilt.
Wang Shen and the other two finally realized that Qi Huan wasn't joking, so they all took two steps back in unison.
"Captain Wang, should we call the team?" Liang Zichen asked Wang Shen as he backed away.
"Not for now, let's observe first and then decide," Wang Shen shook his head slightly and replied softly.
"Sister Huan, we've all stepped back as you asked. Can we put the knife down first?" Xu Xiaolin stopped backing up and asked Qi Huan.
"Xiaolin, you don't understand, you just don't understand." Qi Huan shook her head, crying. "Only when he dies can everything end."
"How can I understand if you don't tell me! Is it really worth sacrificing yourself for someone like that?" Xu Xiaolin cried out, her eyes welling up with tears. "Sister Huan, I beg you, please put down the knife, okay?"
Seeing Xu Xiaolin's state, Qi Huan quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head. "It was worth it, everything was worth it." With that, the blade seemed to move further into Han Lin's neck. Han Lin whimpered, and another trickle of bright red blood flowed down the blade.
"Then think about Acheng! Think about Acheng! He's still lying in the hospital! He needs your care! What will Acheng do without you?" Xu Xiaolin's mind raced, and she finally remembered what Qi Huan had once told her.
Once, when Xu Xiaolin was chatting with Qi Huan, she asked Qi Huan what it was about Acheng that attracted her so much. In Xu Xiaolin's view, while Acheng was handsome, Qi Huan deserved a better man. Qi Huan replied, "He wouldn't be like other men, completely subservient to me, nor would he covet my material possessions. Our relationship wasn't love at first sight as you might think. I believe in love at first sight, but I think it's about not disliking someone at first sight, and then developing feelings over time. That's how my relationship with Acheng was. We disagreed, and we argued. I remember one time we had a really big fight, and I impulsively broke up with him. He told me then that he hoped I had no weaknesses and didn't need armor, and that I should live well and work hard. After we separated, we realized that without each other, our lives were like fish out of water."
After Xu Xiaolin mentioned Acheng, Qi Huan suddenly fell silent, and the hand holding the dagger seemed to loosen.
"I hope you have no weaknesses and don't need armor. Live well and work hard. That's what Cheng expects of you. Are you going to let him down?" As she finished speaking, a tear fell from Xu Xiaolin's eye.
"I have no weaknesses, and I don't need armor." Qi Huan came to her senses and repeated these two sentences. "No! How could I have no weaknesses? How could I not need armor!" Qi Huan finished speaking and burst into tears.
"Ah Cheng is my weakness! Ah Cheng is my armor! He..." Qi Huan roared, pointing at Han Lin. "In an instant, he took away my weakness and destroyed my armor. Doesn't he deserve to die?!" With that, Qi Huan removed the blade from Han Lin's neck. A few drops of blood were still seeping from the bright red welt on Han Lin's neck.
Suddenly, Qi Huan raised the dagger, tip downwards, and then stabbed down without hesitation!
"No!" Xu Xiaolin shouted.
"Ah!" At this moment, Han Lin seemed to have fully regained his senses and screamed hysterically.
The knife tip plunged straight into Han Lin's thigh. Before anyone could recover, Qi Huan pulled the knife out without hesitation.
"Ah!" Han Lin screamed again.
"Cold, calm down." Xu Xiaolin swallowed hard, looking at Qi Huan with lingering fear.
"If Acheng dies, what am I supposed to do in this world?" Qi Huan said absentmindedly, staring at the bright red blade.
“No, your life isn’t just about love.” Xu Xiaolin’s voice was a little low.
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