Ling Mo shook his head, then quickly pointed to Xuan Wei, who was still under hypnosis on the hospital bed, and said very seriously:
"Could you please hide her for me?"
"Of course. But are you really capable of handling Ouyang Bin's side?"
"Even if I can't handle it, you'll still protect me, won't you?"
"That's right, Dad will definitely protect you."
Zhan Hanjue nodded, and in the blink of an eye, he and Baihu secretly moved Xuanwei to another location.
Qin Beiming, who was standing to the side, saw that Ling Mo was using the same words he used to comfort Zhan Hanjue, and his face darkened instantly.
"MoMo, I have a feeling that the same things you said to Dad, you also said to me?"
"Hold the door for me while I change my clothes."
Ling Mo was too lazy to bother coaxing him anymore, and had already started tinkering with the disguise outfit.
Qin Beiming was initially a little jealous.
However, Ling Mo didn't even try to get him away when she was changing clothes, which shows how much she trusts him.
Thinking it through, he finally felt much more at ease.
Once everything was ready, and Qin Beiming was sent to the next ward by Ling Mo, Ouyang Bin finally entered the ward as the midnight bells rang, as stealthily as a ghost.
"Cough cough—"
He coughed twice as usual, then walked straight to the bedside and coldly scrutinized "Xuanwei," who was feigning sleep with her eyes closed:
"What time is it? You still have the leisure to sleep?"
"Mr. Ouyang, what brings you here?"
Ling Mo, who had already disguised himself as Xuan Wei, slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously tugged at the medical mask covering his mouth and nose, and sat up from the hospital bed with some difficulty.
Ouyang Bin didn't notice anything amiss. He then sat down on the soft stool beside the hospital bed and said coldly:
"Judging from Zhan Hanjue's attitude towards you, he must be suspicious of your identity. You must act immediately and take him out before he can find any evidence against you."
What should I do?
“As far as I know, after Shi Ying died, Zhan Hanjue suffered from insomnia for many years, and in severe cases, he could only fall asleep by taking medication. You just need to secretly put the powder I gave you into his medicine bottle, and you don’t need to worry about anything else.” Ouyang Bin said this, and then took out a small, exquisitely shaped round bottle from his pocket.
Ling Mo glanced indifferently at the round bottle Ouyang Bin handed her, feigning a worried expression, and spoke in a hurried and timid voice:
"Could this contain deadly poison? If Zhan Hanjue were to die because of it, I would be held responsible. I can't do this."
"Fool! Didn't I tell you that to climb to a high position, you have to be ruthless? Let me put it this way: if Zhan Hanjue doesn't die, his wealth will eventually belong to Ling Mo. If you want to keep your wealth and status for the rest of your life, you have to stand up for yourself."
Right now, your only chance is to eliminate Zhan Hanjue before he discovers you're not his biological daughter. Only then can you successfully inherit his entire fortune.
Ling Mo was already completely immersed in his new identity as "Xuan Wei," perfectly mimicking Xuan Wei's expressions and tone, muttering to himself in a cryptic manner:
"Murder is punishable by death. I really can't do that."
Ouyang Bin's patience was wearing thin, and he suddenly roared:
"You dare not do this, you dare not do that? Do you think being the daughter of the Zhan family is so easy?"
"I...I'm scared."
"What are you afraid of? Look at you, so incompetent, what great things can you possibly accomplish?" Ouyang Bin took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to strangle "Xuanwei," and coaxed her gently:
"Zhan Hanjue has been eating and drinking for free at No. 3 Taoli Street all this time. Even if he dies suddenly from poisoning, the police will never suspect you. You just need to destroy his medicine bottle as soon as possible."
"Mr. Ouyang, can I really trust you? What if you use me and then try to kill me to silence me? Wouldn't I have been used as a pawn for nothing?"
"Right now, the situation is extremely unfavorable for you, and you have no choice but to trust me."
Ouyang Bin was too lazy to explain any further. As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted his leg and walked out of the ward.
However, after taking only two steps, he turned around again, his gloomy eyes, like those of a venomous snake, scrutinizing the confident "Xuanwei" who was leaning against the hospital bed.
For some reason, he felt that Xuanwei was a little different tonight.
Tonight, she seemed much more composed and calm.
Even his aura has undergone significant changes.
"Mr. Ouyang, what's wrong?"
Ling Mo's expression hardened, and her hand, hidden under the blanket, tightened its grip on the revolver Zhan Hanjue had given her.
"You are... Ling Mo?"
Ouyang Bin asked tentatively, while his left hand, hidden behind his back, was already pressed against the short gun concealed at his waist.
Where is she?
Ling Mo reacted quickly, feigning shock, and asked in a high-pitched voice.
Ouyang Bin stared intently at her expression. Although he found no flaws, just to be on the safe side, he reached out his right hand and, with lightning speed, removed the medical mask from Ling Mo's face.
When he touched the shocking wound on her lips, his doubts vanished, and he whispered:
"I knew it! You usually have a heavy accent when you speak, but today you're suddenly speaking so clearly. Turns out you hurt your mouth. Look at my memory!"
"After this is done, I will need to trouble Mr. Ouyang to find me a doctor who specializes in scar repair."
Ling Mo then covered the lower half of his face with the blanket, pretending that he didn't want to be seen, and lowered his eyes.
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