Chapter 131 Such a soft, living person, vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Huan...Wu..."
Qin Jinshen stammered as he spoke, his cheeks flushing red.
"Actually, I..."
"Shut up!"
Ling Huanwu snapped out of her daze and immediately interrupted him before he could finish his sentence.
She felt her entire worldview had been turned upside down.
If anyone else told her that Qin Jinshen liked her, she would never believe it, not even if you beat her to death.
In her previous life, even when this man apologized to her for misunderstanding and hurting her back then, he still acted superior.
Later, they openly and subtly criticized her for appearing in public, and never gave her a kind look.
How could someone like that now confess his feelings to her with such a tender expression?
What normal person, if they like someone, would drug their crush and then try to get her to sleep with a male celebrity?
Thinking about all the evil things this man had done to her, and then comparing it to the way he was kneeling down and confessing his love, Ling Huanwu got goosebumps all over.
"You...you'd better release Song Yaoyao right away, or her triplets will starve to death."
Ling Huanwu took a step back and directly stated the purpose of her visit.
Qin Jin reached into his pocket and touched the velvet box containing the large diamond ring. After hearing Ling Huanwu's resistant reply, he felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water.
He slowly stood up, his once affectionate and dreamy eyes suddenly turning sinister and terrifying. He stared at her intently, unbuttoning his white suit jacket.
He tossed his suit jacket aside and began unbuttoning his white shirt.
Ling Huanwu took several deep breaths; she had never seen anything like this before.
She had long known that Qin Jinshen was unpredictable and a madman, but she never imagined he would be this crazy.
"What...what are you doing?"
"My husband is a regimental commander, you know. If you bully a military wife, you might not make it back to Hong Kong alive!"
"Don't worry, he won't be the regimental commander for long!"
Qin Jinshen's eyes were terrifyingly cold. He spoke each word through gritted teeth. After throwing his last white shirt on the ground, he began to unbuckle his belt.
Ling Huanwu's gaze fell upon the man's white, chocolate-like abs, and she was so shocked that she took several steps back.
Although his physique is not as good as Zhou Jiuzhen's, it still looks like he has a good build from years of working out.
But what surprised her even more was what he had just said.
"What do you mean he won't be the regimental commander anymore? You're not planning to do anything to him, are you?!"
Ling Huanwu anxiously asked him, but he only kept taking off his pants.
Seeing that this crazy man had stripped down to only his last piece of clothing, Ling Huanwu felt that she couldn't even keep her eyes open anymore.
"If you... if you take your clothes off any more, I'm going to get rough with you!"
Ling Huanwu covered her eyes and began her final warning to him.
But Qin Jinshen simply pulled her close, holding her tightly in his arms, his voice hoarse and thick with the harshness of sand, "Then you can be rude to me..."
"From now on, those leeches that stick to you will be gone. From now on, you only have me!"
Ling Huanwu was terrified as she listened to his words, and subconsciously realized that he might have attacked Zhou Jiuzhen and the others.
A loud "bang" came from the beach, making her legs go weak with fear.
To make matters worse, Qin Jinshen leaned in to kiss her.
Seeing that his eyes were closed and his lips were about to touch hers, Ling Huanwu quickly opened the space and crawled inside.
Only Qin Jinshen remained, embracing the empty person and kissing the air.
He stumbled and fell to the ground because of the excessive force.
Qin Jinshen opened his eyes, his pupils trembling. He circled the air in his arms, completely stunned.
How could such a soft, living person in my arms disappear in the blink of an eye?
He scrambled to his feet, turned around to pull back the curtains to look for someone, when suddenly a sharp pain shot through the back of his head, he heard the sound of a porcelain vase shattering, and everything went black before his eyes, and he fainted.
Ling Huanwu stood behind him, still holding the vase she had taken from Boss Lai's house earlier.
As expected, the effect of smashing people with a vase never disappointed her.
She had just hidden in the space, precisely timed her reappearance with the vase, all to deliver a fatal blow to the back of his head.
Ling Huanwu checked the man's breath on the ground and, seeing that he was still breathing, picked up the candle on the table and immediately ran over to open the door.
But the door seemed to be locked from the outside; no matter how she pushed it, it wouldn't budge.
The explosion had made her very uneasy; her right eyelid kept twitching, and she felt that something was about to happen.
After trying several times without success, she began to look around for the key.
It was fine if I didn't look for it, but what I found was shocking.
The living room is decorated with extreme luxury.
In her previous life, she knew that Qin Jinshen seemed to be richer than them, but she didn't understand how the title of richest man had fallen on Zhou Shuyao's head.
It now appears that the reason these industries are operating illegally is that they dare not speak out.
The thought that all these things were the fruits of his exploitation of the working people made Ling Huanwu's heart bleed.
Looking at the enormous dining table, its surface made from a single piece of crystal-clear marble, she waved her hand and stored it away.
In the corner of the living room, an antique cabinet displays various rare treasures, including blue and white porcelain vases and crystal ornaments from Europe, which refract colorful light under the lamplight.
Ling Huanwu clicked her tongue in amazement, her small hands transforming into propellers as she collected them all into her spatial storage.
The space made a thumping sound as items were stuffed in one by one.
The parrot that was taken in by Boss Lai last time is now screaming in terror on its perch, "Earthquake! Earthquake!"
Outside.
Ling Huanwu quickly moved all the walls of Qin Jinshen's newly built house's living room down to the bare walls.
When she moved to the back, she couldn't find the key, so she turned her attention to the window, intending to open it and jump out to escape, only to find that the windows had been nailed shut beforehand.
Looking down more closely, one could see that Guard Ma and his men were happily gnawing on clams, with clam shells scattered all over the ground.
If you jump down from here, you'll either get caught by them or get smashed by the clams on the ground and covered in blood.
Ling Huanwu cursed under her breath and shrank back, looking for another way out, when she heard a series of bangs from downstairs, making her heart almost jump out of her throat.
Just as the wooden door creaked under its own weight, the sound of rapid military boots suddenly broke the silence—
It's Zhou Jiuzhen!
Ling Huanwu's eyes widened suddenly. She saw a man in an olive-green military uniform leading a group of soldiers downstairs like a divine army descending from the sky. His eyes and brows under the brim of his military cap were as cold as ice.
Before the burly man wielding an iron rod who was standing at the front of the Qin family could even get close, Zhou Jiuzhen dodged him to the side.
Immediately afterwards, he twisted the man's wrist with his backhand, and with a crisp "crack," the iron rod clattered to the ground, and the burly man curled up on the ground and howled in pain.
"Commander!" The soldiers were about to step forward, but Zhou Jiuzhen stopped them by raising his hand.
He unbuckled his belt and tossed it to the guard beside him, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his well-defined forearms, glanced at the remaining few menacing thugs, and said in a deep, icy voice, "You can all come at me together."
The guards were stunned.
Who is this guy trying to impress?
He looked up and saw Ling Huanwu standing at the window upstairs, as if struck by lightning.
Shouldn't she be forced into loving her husband by their powerful master? Why is she just standing there peacefully?
The thought of Ling Huanwu smashing someone with a jar earlier terrified him so much that his legs went weak, and he rushed into the house and upstairs.
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