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Lin Lingsu stood up and shouted, "I won't allow you to come any closer. Does my word mean nothing now?"
Wei Ning knew that Lin Lingsu was ruthless, but witnessing her kill someone in an instant, even one of her own, was something he had never seen before.
Lin Lingsu crouched down again, putting away her gun, and smiled at Wei Ning. "A few ignorant ones tried to eavesdrop and I ended up killing one. Now, where were we?" Her nonchalant tone made it seem as if she had merely crushed an insignificant insect.
Wei Ning remained silent. Lin Lingsu continued, "You might wonder why I'm so cruel. It's because my upbringing is different from yours, where your biggest worry is how to get rid of acne."
Lin Lingsu said, "My father was... killed when I was seven. He thought he could deceive me into believing I knew nothing, but in reality, I matured much faster than most children."
She chuckled to herself. "In an environment like mine, if you don't grow up quickly, become more understanding, and harden your heart a little, you would have long been a lost soul on that mountain."
Wei Ning was silent. Although he hadn't experienced a childhood as painful as Lin Lingsu's, he could sense from her words that this seemingly divine woman lived a life that was anything but easy or happy.
Lin Lingsu gazed at Wei Ning with soft eyes and said gently, "Do you know why I liked you the moment I first saw you? It was because of your eyes. They reminded me of the purity I once had, clear as the water beneath my feet. Being with you is the only time I don't have to think about how to live my life or scheme against others. That truly makes me very happy."
Wei Ning replied coldly, "But you only approached me for your own reasons. That was your first lie."
Lin Lingsu frowned slightly, her tone taking on a pleading note. "Can we not talk about that?"
Wei Ning remained silent. Lin Lingsu added, "Actually, I don't hate your master that much; in fact, I should thank him. If it weren't for him, I might not be alive today."
Wei Ning was taken aback and asked hoarsely, "What? Then why do you...?"
"Why do I always bring up your master and speak of him with such hostility?" Lin Lingsu interjected with a smile. "You see, if you want someone to recognize your value, you must first let them see your worth."
"What do you mean?"
"If a person is not lecherous, does not gamble, and is cautious in everything, making almost no mistakes and showing no flaws, what do you think of that person?"
"Then this person must be hiding something. They are either a person of great virtue or someone extremely wicked."
Lin Lingsu nodded in approval and said, "That's right. No one is perfect; everyone has their flaws to some extent. If a person seems flawless to the point where you can't find any faults, then there must be something wrong with them."
"Ning Suwen is not foolish. I know that no matter how much I hide from him, one day the truth will come out. Therefore, I must let him see and believe that I am someone with needs, and my needs are exactly what he can fulfill."
Wei Ning shook his head. Lin Lingsu glanced at him and continued, "This is why I keep pursuing my master. To a large extent, he is a protective charm in my life. Without him, I might have been completely eradicated by Ning Suwen long ago. Just think about it: what is hatred? It is the deep feeling of loss, the profound pain of having nothing left. For example, he—" When Lin Lingsu mentioned "he," her eyes finally radiated unrestrained hatred. "He made me lose the most important person in my life, leaving me with nothing. Therefore, he is my enemy. As for your master, when he had a feud with our ancestors, I wasn't even born yet. How could I hold a grudge against him? So I have no reason to hate your master. However, I must appear to be at odds with him because only then will Ning Suwen believe that I need something from him."
Upon hearing this, Wei Ning's heart skipped a beat as he joyfully said, "So you..."
Lin Lingsu shook her head and replied, "Although I do not hate him, I must kill him. This is a legacy passed down from my ancestors and my father's dying wish. Therefore, it cannot be avoided..."
Wei Ning's heart sank again as disappointment washed over his face.
Lin Lingsu reached out her delicate hand and gently caressed Wei Ning's face, murmuring, "Oh mouse, oh mouse, how wonderful it would be if we were just ordinary children from a common family."
Wei Ning felt a pang in his heart. It had been many years since Lin Lingsu had called him that name; hearing it now made him feel melancholic. Yes! Such was fate.
The night wind turned chilly. Lin Lingsu shivered slightly and suddenly turned around, pulling Wei Ning close to her side. She gestured for him to kneel beside her at her father's grave. Their fingers intertwined as she held his hand tightly in hers. Looking at her father's tombstone, she spoke softly, "Father, you often taught me not to fall for any man. But I am an unfilial daughter who has disappointed your expectations for this fool. Today, I have decided to marry him. Even if he faces any misfortune in the future, I am willing to stay by his side for a lifetime and never marry anyone else."
Wei Ning trembled all over and blurted out, "You mustn't..."
Lin Lingsu turned back and covered Wei Ning's mouth with her hand, her eyes filled with deep affection as she said, "Don't speak; father is listening."
She then spoke softly to her father's grave again: "Father, can you hear me? You agree with this decision, right?"
Suddenly, the sky began to darken, and a night rain came unexpectedly.
Lin Lingsu happily turned to Wei Ning and said, "Look, Dad agreed..." She leaned half of her body against Wei Ning, her eyes half-closed, her thick eyelashes trembling gently.
Lin Lingsu's hand wrapped around Wei Ning from behind, and she leaned in to seal his lips with hers. Wei Ning was overwhelmed by the sweet fragrance filling his mouth.
A wave of warmth surged through Wei Ning; he realized how sweet a girl's lips could be.
Lin Lingsu's eyelashes fluttered slightly in the night breeze. The rain had soaked them both thoroughly, yet neither seemed willing to move, wanting time to freeze at that moment, wishing the next moment would never come.
Suddenly, Lin Lingsu extended her delicate tongue, prying open Wei Ning's teeth. As their lips and tongues intertwined, Wei Ning felt a growing heat in his chest. Finally letting down his guard, he pushed his tongue into Lin Lingsu's mouth.
In that moment, time seemed to stretch indefinitely.
Suddenly, Lin Lingsu bit down sharply on the tip of his tongue. Wei Ning winced in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood. He hadn't expected this woman to turn on him so quickly; it was faster than flipping a page in a book. Horan stood up angrily and exclaimed, "You..."
Lin Lingsu stood up expressionlessly and coldly said, "It's getting late; let's begin."
After she spoke those words, both fell silent. A bloody battle was about to unfold—a fierce fight awaited them.
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