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Qian Beixin and Qian Beirong, the two sisters, appeared in the distance.
The sweet voice calling "Brother Ji" naturally belonged to the more delicate Qian Beirong.
Qian Beixin recalled the humiliation she had suffered here.
Thinking of her father's admonitions, she timidly called out, "Brother Ji."
Her frail body, a fellow patient of the R Gene Disease, bore the same pale and weak expression that followed the testing of medication. The once willful and indulgent demeanor now seemed particularly fragile, resembling that of her sister standing beside her.
Qian Beixin had been receiving treatment at the research institute until recently and had just returned, bringing Qian Beirong to appear before him—
Qian Yongshan was indeed stubborn.
The White Robe Professor's cold and ethereal face briefly showed impatience as he walked past the two sisters, unwilling to engage. Suddenly, a clear voice rang out.
"Professor Ji, I request to go out."
Strict Language stood at the front, a hint of excitement coloring her face, her eyes revealing a glimmer of joy.
Damn—
Qin Huai was truly audacious; he had really brought someone here!
The throbbing pain in his temples was intense.
This time, let the culprit handle it over at A District Chief Executive's side; he no longer wanted to clean up any messes.
“Bitch, you're here again!”
Qian Beixin's expression changed, her eyes filled with hatred and fury.
“Suixin, who is this?”
“A Bitch,” she paused, a malicious glint in her eyes, “the Bitch who seduced Brother Ji!”
“Sister Qian, watch your mouth!”
Strict Language shouted angrily, her back straight and jaw clenched, exuding a sharp aura. For a moment, Ji Bai seemed to see a fierce figure from the game resembling the Beauty; it was no wonder they were sisters, as they bore a striking resemblance.
“Rongrong, this is Strict Language!”
She pulled the frail girl beside her, who looked as delicate as a White Flower, closer to the two.
“Qian Beixin, there are some things I don't want to repeat. Don't act recklessly in my research facility; this is not your Qian Family.”
Ji Bai's cold tone caused Qian Beixin to stiffen. At the same time, the venomous look in Qian Beirong's eyes flickered and was quickly replaced by tears streaming down her pitiful face as she trembled and said:
“Ji Bai Brother, why do you have to speak to Suixin like that? Suixin didn't mean to offend this sister in front of us. Maybe there’s some misunderstanding; it would be better to clear it up. After all, we all share the same feelings for Ji Bai Brother~ don’t we, sister?”
Her lengthy insinuation made Strict Language feel nauseated, even dampening her earlier joy about Yan Yan coming to Area A. She coldly replied, “I have nothing to explain. I hope you tell Sister Qian beside you not to dwell on trivial matters.”
“Bitch, you're still trying to argue! Don’t forget that in Area A, you’re nothing!”
“Qian Beixin, if you continue to act recklessly, just stay in the research institute and don’t come out!”
Ji Bai shouted sternly, unable to contain his anger, each word laced with a sharpness that pierced the air.
“Brother Ji Bai, Suixin is just too concerned about you. Please don’t be angry with her, okay?” Qian Beirong blinked her innocent, pure eyes, which sparkled brightly as if washed by tears, resembling a dewdrop-laden White Flower bud. Her sweet voice rang in their ears. “Father wants us to get along with Brother Ji Bai. Can you please not be so fierce with us? Can we find a quieter place? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, and I have so much to talk about~”
Her delicate face bore just the right amount of innocence, and her large watery eyes held a Bright innocence and purity.
Unfortunately, the darkness hidden deep within her eyes betrayed her seemingly obedient and pure demeanor.
“Professor Ji, before you leave, could you grant me permission to go outside?”
Strict Language anxiously stared at the Cold Man, disregarding Qian Beixin’s provocation.
“Rongrong, this Bitch is nothing but a scheming woman; don’t be polite to her! She’s trying to seduce Brother Ji and ruin our families’ alliance!”
“Sister Qian, don’t slander others’ innocence with your mouth full of lies. Clean up your words; if you continue like this, don’t blame me for being rude!”
Labeled as a scheming woman, the girl’s face turned cold as she shot a warning glance at the fierce-looking girl. All she wanted was to leave quickly.
The longer she stayed entangled with them, the more she feared losing control and tearing into the person she found so detestable. She didn’t want her joyful mood to be completely ruined.
She just wanted to get out quickly and ignore them.
The anxious look in her eyes became even more pronounced.
Unfortunately—
There are always those who like to court disaster.
Seeing Strict Language eager to escape, thinking she was caught in the center of it all, Qian Beixin became even angrier. She pointed at her Beauty with a fierce expression and said, "Caught red-handed, are you? Rushing to flee? Bitch is just being pretentious, just like your two little sisters from Liuying Street! Filthy!"
The word "sisters" seemed to ignite a fire, instantly fueling the woman's emotions, anger flashing in her eyes.
"Shut up—don't you dare insult my sisters!"
The slender figure suddenly lunged forward. In that moment of raising her hand, Qian Beirong unexpectedly tripped her with a swift kick. Strict Language stumbled and fell; in the chaos, she reached out but hadn’t even touched the hem of her opponent's clothing when everything went blurry. The delicate White Flower crashed to the ground, shock hitting her in an instant. But as she caught sight of the malice in Qian Beirong's eyes, understanding flooded her heart.
At that moment, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, catching her before she could fall.
"Bitch, how dare you push my sister!"
"Smack—"
A resounding slap landed on the woman's beautiful face, a crimson handprint instantly appearing on her pale skin.
"Qian Beixin, what are you doing—"
Ji Bai swiftly pulled the slender girl close while simultaneously blocking Qian Beixin's malicious second slap, her hand held firmly in mid-air.
Suddenly, everyone felt a darkness sweep over them as a more slender figure flashed past.
At that moment, a sharp sound echoed through the air—two loud slaps that left everyone in shock.
On the ground, Qian Beirong covered her cheek, staring in disbelief at the girl standing before her, looking down with an imposing presence.
The fierce gaze sent a chill deep down her spine, and her tightly clenched fists betrayed the anger and frustration hidden beneath her tear-streaked face.
Then, a voice as cold as ice pierced through the tension, each word striking like a hammer against her heart.
"Whoever dares to lay a finger on Ayu will not leave here alive!"
The chilling glare felt as if it were meant for a corpse, causing her complexion to pale and her heart to tremble.
Entering with a heart full of joy, Yan Yan was now faced with a scene that made her heart ache with despair!
Her Ayu, the girl she cherished and held dear, had been ruthlessly slapped by Qian Beixin.
All because of that carnivorous flower Qian Beirong possessed.
Memories of bloodshed from her past life surged back uncontrollably, igniting an uncontainable fury that rushed to her head. In a fit of rage, she unleashed all her strength, striking Qian Beirong's cheek with full force. (To be continued.)
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