She had suffered so much in her rebirth, and now she was here to take down Xia Xuechun and Long Yunxiao in one fell swoop!
How could she be held back by a mere traitor?!
Beside her, Yise watched Qiao Chuchu with admiration.
Miss Qiao might be short in stature, but her temper was fierce—no one dared to mess with her!
No wonder she was the only person the boss trusted. She had such an intimidating presence!
Mother Liu trembled at the sight of the gun, stammering, "O-okay, okay, okay."
Her eyes reddened, on the verge of tears. "I'll do whatever you told me before! I promise I’ll listen to you! I’m sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have kept things from you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the vision Qiao Chuchu had foreseen turned gray before her eyes, fading away completely.
The future had been rewritten.
This two-faced snake wouldn’t dare make another move.
Qiao Chuchu holstered her weapon and gave Yise a look. "Have four people keep an eye on her. Don’t let her interfere with my plans."
Then she strode toward the church. "The rest of you, follow me."
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For some reason, the tourists visiting the church had been gradually ushered out.
The small, simple chapel was now empty except for Xia Xuechun and Long Yunxiao.
Xia Xuechun stared at the crucifix at the center, entwining her fingers with Long Yunxiao’s. "I really thought that old woman would run Qiao Chuchu over. What a disappointment."
"She’ll die one day," Long Yunxiao reassured her. "I’ve already set up a meticulous plan to deal with her entire family. Just wait and see."
Xia Xuechun’s face brightened, and she playfully rested her chin on his shoulder. "Can we make sure Qiao Chuchu suffers before she dies?~"
Long Yunxiao smiled. "Of course."
Her heart warmed, and she nuzzled against him, her voice sweet. "As long as I have you, Yunxiao. I’m so clumsy and useless without you. You have to protect me, take care of me, and never leave me, okay?"
Long Yunxiao’s eyes curved tenderly. "I won’t. No matter what happens, I’ll never abandon you."
Lou Tingsi sat behind them, lighting a cigarette. Listening to their sweet nothings, he narrowed his eyes like a fox basking in the sun. "Such lovely words."
The two froze at the sound of Mandarin and turned to look at him.
Lou Tingsi smirked mockingly. "I wonder how they’ll hold up when real danger comes knocking."
Long Yunxiao’s face paled, and he yanked Xia Xuechun up from the pew, staring at Lou Tingsi in shock. "What are you doing here?!"
"Same as you," Lou Tingsi drawled, lazily draping his arm over the back of the chair. "You’re hiding here for the woman you love, and I’m hunting here for the woman I love."
He tilted his head, smiling amiably. "Care to guess who I’m hunting?"
Long Yunxiao’s breath hitched—he grabbed Xia Xuechun’s hand and bolted!
Lou Tingsi vaulted over the pew and kicked him to the ground. "Where do you think you’re going?!"
Xia Xuechun shrieked, "Yunxiao!"
Song Yu appeared from behind and seized her!
"Don’t touch me!" she screamed.
Gritting his teeth against the pain, Long Yunxiao pulled a smoke grenade from his pocket and hurled it!
Thick smoke instantly engulfed the area!
Seizing the chaos, he dragged Xia Xuechun toward the church’s back door!
The back door led to a corridor, and beyond it was a flower greenhouse.
At the end of the hallway stood a silver-haired teenager engrossed in his phone.
The device blared English announcements—"Triple kill," "Quadra kill," "Penta kill."
Leaning against the wall, he didn’t even glance up as they passed.
Xia Xuechun thought he looked familiar but didn’t dwell on it, too panicked to care.
Long Yunxiao calmly pulled her past the boy.
But as they walked by, Xia Xuechun accidentally met his gaze.
His striking peach-blossom eyes crinkled, his lips curling into a grotesque, terrifying grin.
Her pupils shrank. "Weisheng—!"
Huai Ling kicked her straight into the wall!
She howled in pain.
Long Yunxiao lunged for her, but Huai Ling whipped out a gun and shot him in the arm!
BANG!
Long Yunxiao collapsed, howling.
Unfazed, Huai Ling leaned back against the wall and resumed his game.
Then he noticed something—a smoke grenade rolling toward his feet.
His expression darkened. Just as he reached for Long Yunxiao, smoke swallowed his vision!
Weisheng Lin’s men stealthily hoisted Long Yunxiao onto their shoulders and made off with him!
They tried to grab Xia Xuechun too!
Weisheng Lin, hands in his pockets, smirked triumphantly, directing his men to haul the captives away—ready to claim credit in front of Qiao Chuchu.
Huai Ling burst through the smoke, grabbing Weisheng Lin’s collar. "I caught them first!"
Weisheng Lin shrugged. "Says who? I’m the one who has them now."
Huai Ling fumed. "You can’t steal my prey! I was going to impress my sister with this!"
Lou Tingsi emerged, coughing and waving away the smoke. "I had them first. Who knew he had another smoke grenade? Ridiculous."
Weisheng Lin scoffed. "Too bad. They’re mine now. I’ll be the one taking Qiao Chuchu on a nice little vacation."
Huai Ling protested, "No! I caught them! I should be the one going with her!"
Lou Tingsi’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. "Keep dreaming. The date’s mine."
Long Yunxiao, drenched in sweat and agony, found the whole thing absurd.
His arm was practically hanging off, and these men were fighting over who got to brag to Qiao Chuchu?!
Xia Xuechun, standing to the side, watched them bicker and sneered. "You’re all doing this just to win Qiao Chuchu’s favor?"
The three men turned to her, their expressions dripping with disdain.
Tears welled in her eyes. "You’re fighting over her? What’s so special about her? Can’t she catch me herself? She’s useless!!"
Huai Ling shoved her hard against the wall!
She gasped in pain as he typed on his phone, letting the robotic voice announce: "What my sister and I do is none of your business!"
Xia Xuechun: "?!"
Weisheng Lin mocked, "Know your place, prey. You’re just a bargaining chip."
Lou Tingsi smirked. "Song Yu."
Song Yu strode forward and slapped Xia Xuechun across the face. "One more word against Miss Qiao, and I’ll cut out your tongue."
Long Yunxiao winced. "Don’t hit her!"
Lou Tingsi punched him in response!
Doubled over in pain, Long Yunxiao groaned as Weisheng Lin delivered a kick for good measure. "You shoved your own wife off a building. A few punches shouldn’t bother you."
Long Yunxiao’s face turned beet red. "Of course it bothers me! You’re not the one getting beaten up!!"
