"Waaah..."
The excruciating pain caused Xuanwei to suddenly burst into tears.
She reached out her trembling hand in terror and gently touched the turned-out flesh on her lips, tears welling up in her eyes in an instant.
"Waaah... What... What are you doing? I wasn't trying to take him away from you, I'm the victim here. Believe me, I didn't do it willingly."
Despite being terrified, Xuanwei insisted that Qin Beiming had brutally violated her despite her resistance.
"If you dare to slander him again, I won't hesitate to rip out your tongue."
Ling Mo coldly berated her, then pressed the fruit knife, dripping with bright red blood, against Xuan Wei's neck.
Xuan Wei shrank back, glancing at Ling Mo, whose eyes were cold and whose aura was as terrifying as a bloodthirsty demon crawling out of hell. She dared not provoke him any further, and could only tremble as she shrank to a corner, tightly covering her aching lips, and whispered timidly:
"I didn't, I really didn't slander Mr. Qin. He was the one who suddenly went berserk and dragged me into the bedroom..."
"Shut up!"
Ling Mo glanced at the mottled bloodstains on Xuan Wei's legs, and for a moment she couldn't figure out what had happened between Qin Beiming and Xuan Wei before she arrived.
After indifferently tossing the clothes beside the bed onto Xuan Wei, Ling Mo sat down on the pillow and looked at Qin Beiming, who was lying motionless on the bed, with a worried expression.
At this moment, he was in the most disheveled state, and at the same time, he was in the most lustful state.
His plain white shirt was wide open, and the zipper on his trousers was pulled all the way down. If it weren't for the belt around his waist that was still fastened, Xuan Wei would probably have already ripped off his wrinkled suit trousers.
Ling Mo knew that he had a severe case of mysophobia and would not be able to accept being treated like this by Xuan Wei, so she carefully pulled the blanket over him and covered his body completely.
After doing all this, she slowly turned her head and fixed her cold gaze on Xuan Wei, who was slumped on the ground.
When Xuanwei met Ling Mo's gaze, she suddenly felt as if a cold python had crawled up her spine, and her body trembled uncontrollably from the bone-chilling cold.
In that instant, she vaguely realized that she had provoked someone she shouldn't have, and felt a little regretful.
But having finally achieved a life of luxury, how could she bear to give it up halfway?
After much deliberation, she finally steeled herself, forcing herself to meet Ling Mo's eyes, which were filled with murderous rage, and said, word by word, with unwavering conviction:
“Miss Ling, I thought you were a reasonable and good girl. I never expected that you would blame me for everything without even knowing the facts. Let me make it clear that it was not me who seduced Mr. Qin first, but Mr. Qin who offended me first. He took advantage of the fact that no one was home and that I had an injured arm. Perhaps he couldn’t control himself and forced himself on me despite my resistance.”
"If you're insisting on it, why didn't you even take off your belt? Even if you're in a hurry, you shouldn't be so anxious as to not have time to take off your belt."
Although Ling Mo was unclear about what had happened before, he could roughly deduce from the intact belt that the truth could not possibly be as Xuan Wei had described.
Even if they had sex, there's only one possibility: Xuanwei forced him while he was unconscious.
As for the belt, perhaps Xuanwei didn't know how to untie it, so it was hung so conspicuously around her waist.
Xuan Wei was surprised that Ling Mo would bring up Qin Beiming's belt, and feeling particularly guilty, she changed the subject, pretending to be confident and tough as she questioned Ling Mo:
“Miss Ling, this is my home, not a place where you can run wild. If you know what's good for you, you'd better leave my bedroom right now. Otherwise, when my father comes home and finds out what you've done to me, he'll definitely take you to the police station.”
"Don't play dumb with me."
Ling Mo kicked Xuan Wei in the chest, too lazy to waste any more words with her, and said coldly:
"Hand over the Locked-Sleeve Incense at once, or I'll kill you with one stroke."
"Don't..."
Xuanwei was kicked to the ground by Ling Mo. She struggled painfully for a while, but still couldn't recover. Like a boiled shrimp, she curled up pitifully on the floor.
Realizing that Ling Mo's madness was beyond what could be intimidated with a few words, and in order to save her own life, Xuan Wei had no choice but to extend her unbroken arm, point towards the bedside table, and say in a trembling voice:
"The 'Sedum of Sleep' is in the round wooden box in the bedside table."
"You better not try anything funny."
After receiving the round wooden box, Ling Mo opened the lid somewhat hastily. He confirmed several times that the incense sticks inside were the same as the exotic fragrance wafting in the Zhan family's hall before secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
Curled up on the ground, Xuanwei couldn't understand how Lingmo had learned about the Locked-Sleep Incense.
However, she knew very little about Qin Beiming's hidden illness, so she didn't take it to heart.
What she was more concerned about was how Ling Mo would deal with her.
At first, she thought Ling Mo was just a slightly rebellious high school girl.
But now it seems that Ling Mo is even more terrifying than Ouyang Bin, who kills without blinking an eye.
She lay on the ground, feigning half-dead, her eyes fixed on the gleaming fruit knife just an arm's length away, yet she dared not pick it up and fight Ling Mo.
After all, Ling Mo's strength was simply too formidable.
Not to mention her, even a burly man might not be a match for Ling Mo.
Having fully recognized the vast difference in strength between them, Xuanwei naturally dared not act rashly.
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