Ling Mo glanced indifferently at Liang Feifan, who was lying on the ground, and inadvertently caught sight of his slightly eerie eyes. He felt a chill run down his spine and goosebumps rose all over his body.
Clearly, Liang Feifan's condition was not quite right.
Just by looking at his ashen face, one could tell that his spirit and energy were extremely low, as if he were seriously ill and could die at any moment.
Strangely, his amber eyes revealed an undisguised excitement.
Generally speaking, even if someone accidentally ingested stimulants, their behavior shouldn't be this abnormal...
Thinking of this, Ling Mo suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
Fearing that Liang Feifan would die instantly from Qin Beiming's kick, she grabbed Qin Beiming's arm and said urgently:
"Third Master, Xuanwei's deliberate slander has already severely damaged your reputation. If this scene is captured on camera at this critical juncture, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Upon hearing this, Liang Feifan became even more excited, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
"Mo Mo, just admit it! You still have feelings for me, don't you?"
"Keep dreaming."
Qin Beiming was furious when he saw Liang Feifan staring at Ling Mo with lustful eyes. He raised his leg and kicked Liang Feifan hard in the chest.
"Third Master, I'm a little hungry. Would you like to join me for a meal?"
Ling Mo had excellent eyesight and keenly spotted the hidden camera. Without giving Qin Beiming a chance to make a move, he dragged him into the banquet hall.
"Why are you stopping me? I've disliked him for a long time."
Qin Beiming reluctantly followed Ling Mo to his seat and spoke in a muffled voice.
In fact, he also noticed that Liang Feifan was acting a little strange; he just didn't care much about the dirty schemes hidden in the shadows.
Since he dared to start a fight at Liang Feifan's engagement party, he never intended to absolve himself of all responsibility.
To put it bluntly, his goal was very simple.
The goal is to make Liang Feifan disappear from this world completely, even if someone with ulterior motives films the entire process of his violence.
That scoundrel Liang Feifan dared to covet his woman, and even thought of making advances on her. This is intolerable.
Ling Mo knew Qin Beiming's temper well and didn't want to add fuel to the fire at this moment, so she subtly changed the subject:
"Is everything sorted out? I thought you weren't coming."
"Um."
Qin Beiming stared intently, and the thought of Liang Feifan's mouth almost touching Ling Mo's ear made him wish he could turn back and smash Liang Feifan's mouth to pieces.
Noticing that Qin Beiming seemed to be sulking, Ling Mo lowered her voice and explained to him in detail:
“Liang Feifan’s skills are far inferior to mine. I would never be at a disadvantage in a fight with him. Also, if you’re unhappy because of the dress I’m wearing, I can explain. This dress was designed by the chief designer of DC Group in M Continent. She brought more than ten haute couture dresses for me to choose from. I tried my best to choose the most conservative one, but the neckline is still ridiculously low, plunging all the way to my stomach. I had already sewed the neckline up with needle and thread, but I accidentally broke several stitches.”
"..."
Qin Beiming was taken aback by Ling Mo's lengthy explanation and was momentarily speechless.
It wasn't until Huo Yunting subtly nudged him that he snapped out of his daze and exclaimed repeatedly:
“This dress suits you very well. I like it very much and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it.”
"real?"
"Um."
Qin Beiming chuckled, looking at her tilting her head and staring intently at him, feeling his heart melt at her cuteness.
In that instant, he finally emerged from the extreme emotion of wanting to kill someone because he was so angry with Liang Feifan.
Seeing that her neckline was a bit too low, he finally took off his coat and gently draped it over her shoulders. "Put this on, don't get cold."
"..."
Ling Mo felt a pang of shame, inwardly criticizing Qin Beiming's hypocritical behavior.
He said he liked her, but in reality, he wanted to keep her wrapped up tightly in his arms.
However, she could understand his thoughts.
After all, she would feel uncomfortable if he were shirtless all the time, or dressed like a social butterfly and flaunting himself in front of other women.
However, seeing that Qin Beiming's gaze never lingered on her sexy dress, Ling Mo still felt somewhat frustrated.
She and Qin Beiming have been in a relationship for some time now.
Logically speaking, this should have been a moment of intense emotion.
He, on the other hand, is like an ascetic monk, unmoved by her antics.
Normally, it wouldn't be a problem.
Thinking of Qin Beiming's increasingly serious condition, Ling Mo was already impatient.
Seeing how potent the Sleep-Locking Poison was, and unable to find an antidote despite searching through countless books, she had no choice but to settle for second best. While painstakingly researching antidotes, she also frantically searched for other antidotes.
The idea that Mr. Smith could use the child's natural antibodies to neutralize the Sleep-Locking Poison in Qin Beiming's body was also now under Ling Mo's consideration.
That's why Ling Mo tried every means to have a relationship with him.
This is something she couldn't accomplish on her own; Qin Beiming's cooperation was also necessary.
Unfortunately, he just wouldn't get it.
Ling Mo felt increasingly frustrated as she thought about it, though she subtly hinted at it to him:
"Third Master, I will be an adult in less than a week."
"If I remember correctly, your birthday should be May 24th, which is about six months before you turn 18."
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