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"Ah Hu, you know who I am. How could our feelings be tarnished by others? You have to believe me."
After saying this, she cut her finger under the table and let the blood drip onto a nearby altar.
Qin Hu had been cold-faced, but soon he started to feel dazed. A voice in his heart told him that Zhou Mian was the woman he loved most.
"Qin Hu!" Ruan Fuxi called out sharply.
Qin Hu snapped back to reality, realizing something was off just moments ago, and his expression darkened further.
He was no fool, his voice low and heavy: "Zhou Mian, what exactly have you done to me?"
Zhou Mian looked genuinely distressed. "Ah Hu, why don't you trust me?"
"Damn it, why did it suddenly disappear?"
At that moment, Zhou Mian's fans began to sense something unusual.
"Strange, what was wrong with Young Master Qin just now?"
"It was as if he was under some kind of control for that brief moment."
Zhou Mian wasn’t ready to give up. Everything she did was to make Qin Hu fall in love with her so she could marry into the Qin family and transcend her social class.
So she cut another finger under the table, letting more blood drip onto the altar. The crimson liquid flowed in a bizarre manner, almost as if it were alive.
"Ah Hu, did that woman say something nonsensical? Don't believe her; I am your girlfriend. You love me, don’t you? You should trust me."
Her words were laced with temptation, and Qin Hu felt himself being swayed by her again.
His face darkened further as he snapped back at Zhou Mian: "Can you just shut up?"
He increasingly felt that being with Zhou Mian was entirely about her manipulation.
Qin Hu had never stumbled over a woman before; now he found himself utterly repulsed.
How could he possibly like someone who went to such lengths to control his feelings?
Zhou Mian steeled herself and cut another finger.
She had come this far; she couldn’t let it all go to waste.
The audience in the broadcast room sensed that something was off, and for a moment, they were no longer as lively as before.
Young Master Qin's expression looked as if he had just stepped in ten piles of dog poop, and it felt like any words from Zhou Mian would earn her a beating.
At that moment, Ruan Fuxi spoke up, her voice calm and even. "You no longer need to try to manipulate that thing in your hand. I have already performed an exorcism. Aside from the connection between Qin Hu and you, nothing you do now will affect his mind anymore."
Taking advantage of the brief moment when Zhou Mian was speaking to Qin Hu, her spell had already been completed. In just that short time, she had earned a hundred thousand.
She felt pleased.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Mian's expression darkened as she realized that Qin Hu was no longer under her influence. "Why do you have to ruin other people's feelings?"
Ruan Fuxi raised an eyebrow. "I’m not ruining anyone's feelings; I’m just doing my job for payment. Besides, feelings that are forced aren’t real; they’re a curse that should be severed. I’m merely a mediator restoring order—no need to thank me."
Zhou Mian looked at Ruan Fuxi's account and listened to her voice, feeling a surge of murderous intent. Who gave her the right to ruin what was hers?
Ruan Fuxi continued, "By the way, is your name really Zhou Mian?"
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