"To be honest, the injury on my face was indeed caused by Miss Ling. She probably misunderstood that I deliberately seduced Mr. Qin, and held a grudge, which is why she attacked me."
The lead reporter immediately grasped the key point and pressed for more questions:
"Miss Xuanwei, why did Miss Ling misunderstand your relationship with Mr. Qin?"
"Here's what happened. This afternoon, Mr. Qin came to visit my father. Since my father wasn't home, I treated him politely. But for some reason, he suddenly went berserk, dragged me into the bedroom, and forcibly assaulted me. Afterwards, Miss Ling rushed over, refusing to listen to my explanation, blaming me for everything, and even slashed me with a fruit knife."
Xuanwei's words immediately stirred up a huge wave of discussion.
Various media outlets are also gearing up, racing against time to be the first to publish this major new news.
On the other side, after closing the door tightly at Ling Mo's instruction, Zhan Hanjue followed closely behind Xuan Wei and Bai Hu out of the Zhan family's old residence.
Upon learning that Xuanwei had blatantly slandered Ling Mo and Qin Beiming in front of a large number of media reporters, he immediately employed swift public relations tactics to suppress the negative news about Ling Mo and Qin Beiming.
However, Xuanwei also had Ouyang Bin as a powerful driving force behind her.
Therefore, even though what she said didn't make the front page of major news websites, it still garnered a lot of traffic on various forums.
Within half a day, almost everyone across the country was discussing this matter.
Meanwhile, Ling Mo, in the bedroom, paid no attention to the rumors and gossip outside, focusing solely on giving the unconscious Qin Beiming acupuncture.
For ordinary people, inhaling small amounts of the herbal incense is not harmful.
However, for Qin Beiming, who was poisoned by the Sleep-Locking Poison, the consequences would be unimaginable if the poison in his lungs was not expelled in time.
At best, it can damage the internal organs, making it difficult to wake up in a short period of time.
In severe cases, the heart and blood vessels may be destroyed, and even if the person regains consciousness, they will become a paralyzed person.
Realizing the lethality of the Locked-Sleep Incense to Qin Beiming, Ling Mo dared not let his guard down for a moment.
After receiving dozens of acupuncture needles, Qin Beiming finally opened his dark, inky eyes.
Seeing that Qin Beiming's pupils seemed to have doubled in size, Ling Mo knew that he had fallen ill again.
Despite being deeply wary of his violent outbursts, she remained calm and continued to administer acupuncture to him without stopping.
The inch-long silver needles landed precisely on Qin Beiming's chest.
He seemed oblivious to the pain, silently staring at her.
Ling Mo had expected Qin Beiming to do what he always did, wrapping his arms around her neck and sucking her blood. Unexpectedly, he suddenly embraced her, whispering hoarsely in her ear:
"Mo, let's make up?"
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