At that time, he was unaware that Mr. Smith had set such a big trap for him, so he did not specifically explain that his so-called long-term plan was solely for her sake, without considering any other factors or ever thinking of using her.
When Xuanwei saw Qin Beiming turn to leave, she disregarded everything else and ran out of the hall with small, quick steps, blocking the car squarely.
"Mr. Qin, Dad is waiting for you in the inner room."
Xuanwei knocked on the car window, looking at him shyly.
"..."
Qin Beiming glanced indifferently at the marks her fingers had left on the car window, and frowned in displeasure.
However, upon hearing that Zhan Hanjue was still waiting for him inside, he finally got out of the car and followed her into the Zhan family hall.
Are you alone at home?
Qin Beiming felt that the large Zhan family mansion should not be so quiet.
But after looking around several times, he couldn't even see a single maid, and a sense of vigilance suddenly arose in his heart.
“Over the years, Dad has been developing his career in M Continent and rarely returns to Linjiang. Therefore, it’s just Dad and me at home. However, every Monday, a housekeeper comes to clean the house regularly.” Xuan Wei poured Qin Beiming a cup of tea and answered softly.
Where is Mr. Zhan?
Qin Beiming calmly pushed the teacup in front of him aside and asked impatiently.
“My dad is probably still upstairs having his meal. I’ll go upstairs and urge him.”
As Xuanwei said this, she hurriedly ran upstairs.
Qin Beiming glanced at his wristwatch; it was nearly 2 PM, and his anxiety reached its peak.
Since getting drunk last night, he had been thinking about making peace with Ling Mo.
As a result, he fell into a deep sleep before he could finish speaking.
I had planned to explain the situation to her over the phone, but considering that she was still in class at this time, I had to give up.
Meanwhile, in the stairwell, Xuanwei, who had already lit the incense for locking sleep, was tilting her head and secretly watching Qin Beiming's every move, while silently counting aloud.
But when she counted from zero to one hundred, Qin Beiming, who had been calm, suddenly became restless, and his well-defined knuckles began to tug at his tie frequently.
Xuanwei was secretly delighted and murmured:
"I never imagined that this Sleep-Locking Incense could be so magical!"
Seeing that Qin Beiming had noticed something was wrong and had already stood up and was about to leave, she slowly descended the stairs and gracefully walked towards him. "Mr. Qin, it's still early, why don't you stay a little longer?"
What kind of incense is burning in the room?
Qin Beiming's unfocused black eyes surged with rage, and his low, hoarse voice was filled with boundless fury.
"What's wrong? Mr. Qin, are you used to the smell?" Xuan Wei smiled gently, her fair hand lightly brushing against Qin Beiming's slightly loosened collar, her words full of provocation.
"court death."
Enraged, Qin Beiming grabbed Xuan Wei's slender neck and made as if to snap it.
However, before the five fingers could close, everything in front of them became illusory due to the layers of rising mist.
Even the repulsive-looking Xuanwei transformed into Ling Mo's appearance in the hazy mist.
Staring blankly at the person before him, Qin Beiming subconsciously released his grip, his slowly drooping eyes revealing a deep weariness, even his voice becoming low and soft:
"Mo...is that you?"
"Mr. Qin, are you alright?" Xuan Wei tentatively reached out and waved her hand in front of Qin Beiming's eyes.
Seeing that all the fierceness on his body had disappeared, and he stood softly and cutely in front of her like a white rabbit, Xuanwei was overjoyed. She boldly took a sip from his belt and led Qin Beiming, who had lost all reason and was in a semi-conscious state, back to her bedroom.
"Mo, I'm so sleepy."
Qin Beiming tried his best to open his eyelids, but the heavy weariness made him feel weak all over. He was already out of breath from just walking a few steps from the hall to Xuanwei's bedroom.
"If you feel extremely sleepy, go to bed and lie down for a while."
As Xuanwei spoke, she pushed him down onto the large bed behind her.
Just as he was about to get closer, he closed his eyes tightly and fell into a deep sleep.
"Mr. Qin?"
Xuanwei gently rocked Qin Beiming's body, and after confirming several times that he was fast asleep, a strange sense of loss welled up in her heart.
She had originally planned to take advantage of his incoherent state to force the issue.
Unfortunately, he was sleeping so soundly that even if she took the initiative to get close, she probably wouldn't be able to get anything done.
Xuan Wei leaned against Qin Beiming's chest, feeling dejected, and whispered:
"Mr. Qin, wake up... don't waste this beautiful spring weather..."
After talking to herself for a while without getting any response, Xuanwei had no choice but to give up her previous idea and instead started to take off his clothes.
Whether it succeeds or not is secondary.
If she acts well enough, she can still make everyone mistakenly believe that they have already had a relationship.
In this way, even if he wanted to renege on his debt, there would be absolutely no way he could do so.
...
On the other side, after taking the director of Chaoyang Orphanage to the hospital, Fu Yunque suppressed his grief. Unable to contact Qin Beiming, he called Ling Mo and told her in detail about Ouyang Bin and Xuan Wei's intentions.
Ling Mo noticed that Fu Yun Que's mood was off and asked with concern:
"Dr. Fu, are you alright?"
"To be honest, I'm not doing well right now. After Ouyang Bin discovered that someone was eavesdropping, he immediately blocked off the streets and conducted a thorough investigation of everyone coming and going. The director of the Chaoyang District Orphanage was shot dead by one of Ouyang Bin's men while trying to cover for me."
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