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Lu Chuan's expression darkened as he quickly pulled Yun Xiaoxiao aside to avoid the oncoming danger. Ji Yan cursed loudly, his Peach Blossom Eyes filled with anger. Jian Qinzhi showed no expression, but his movements were swift as he also stepped out of the way.
The black car did not stop; it made a sharp turn and collided head-on with another equally extravagant vehicle. It was only after crashing into that car, rendering it unrecognizable, that it finally came to a halt in front of Jian Qinzhi. Nie Yi's eyes were bloodshot, clearly in a state of uncontrollable rage.
"Jian Qinzhi, I don’t have many years left to live. If you insist on competing with me over Yun Zhi Yue, I will definitely kill you." The sports car roared away, leaving Yun Xiaoxiao pale with fear as she trembled in Lu Chuan's embrace. What would happen to her sister?
Ji Yan's face was grim. "What do you plan to do? The more limited his time is, the more reckless he becomes."
Jian Qinzhi calmly took out his phone. "Reckless? That depends on who he's facing." He dialed a number. "Yes, send the video to the president and tell him I just want some peace for a while."
Ji Yan was astonished. "Damn it, you're provoking Yun Zhi Yue just to get Nie Yi to act? You had this all planned out from the start! What a schemer!"
Looking at his totaled vehicle, Jian Qinzhi smiled faintly. "At least it’s a worthy end."
When Yun Zhi Yue returned to her apartment, which had three bedrooms and a living room, she felt it was quite spacious for just one person. The walls were adorned with photos of Nie Yi; she wondered if he had removed any of them after promising to renovate.
Forget about removing them; even if there were fewer, it would still be uncomfortable seeing his face every time she used the bathroom.
However, when she opened the door, she was stunned. This wasn’t renovation at all; it was just a complete change of photos, showcasing various flamboyant poses.
This extravagant display left her with no expectations of him whatsoever. With a long sigh, she resigned herself and stepped inside; she had grown accustomed to having a lunatic around.
Lying on the bed, which was covered in sheets printed with Nie Yi's face, Yun Zhi Yue closed her eyes. The exhaustion from recording her show recently quickly lulled her into sleep.
She didn’t know how long she had slept when the doorbell rang. Groggily getting up, she glanced at the time—it was late evening.
Great, at this hour, only Nie Yi would come knocking. Annoyed, she went to open the door and barely cracked it open when a cold wind rushed in, sending a shiver down her spine. Something felt off!
The moment she heard a voice at the door, her instinct was to shut it. "It's me," came the voice.
Yun Zhi Yue, surprised, opened the door. "Jian Shu?"
"Yes, I need to talk to you."
As she saw him about to step inside, she remembered the dog face that awaited her at home and quickly blocked the entrance. "Just say what you need to say. It's not convenient right now."
"Ha! Besides Nie Yi, do you have someone else? Just say it, and I'll handle it together."
Yun Zhi Yue's eyes widened. "Handle it together? What do you mean? What's wrong with Nie Yi?"
Before she could get a clearer answer, Jian Qinzhi pushed the door open and stepped inside. Upon seeing the numerous photos scattered around the room, a chill flickered in his eyes.
Is this not enough for you?
Yun Zhi Yue tossed a pair of slippers at him nonchalantly. "It's not my fault. What do you want to drink?"
"Water."
She went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and brought it back to Jian Qinzhi. "If there's something you need, you could just call. Why come all this way in the middle of the night?"
"Because we can't discuss it over the phone."
Before she could process what that meant, Yun Zhi Yue was suddenly pulled into Qing Xue's embrace. Jian Qinzhi looked down at her. "Be good this time."
"What are you doing?"
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