A dark, impenetrable basement.
She reached out and wrapped her arms around Ling Qianhe’s neck. As he traced inch by inch across her skin, carrying her down into the basement, her voice turned completely frantic.
“Ling Qianhe, let me go!”
Ling Qianhe lowered his head.
“Are you afraid?”
Lin Muci’s voice was squeezed out as if from between clenched teeth.
“I am not who you think I am, let me go!”
Ling Qianhe’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. His voice wound around her ear, and then he asked her,
“Who do you think I am?”
“You know, don’t you?”
Lin Muci was so angry her teeth ached. She bit down on Ling Qianhe’s shoulder, but he let out a low, incredibly pleasant laugh in her ear.
“If you bite me, leave your mark, I couldn’t wish for more. If you bite me, I’ll be yours—forever, through all lifetimes, you’ll find me by this tooth mark.”
Lin Muci’s breathing became ragged with anger.
“You shameless wretch! Why would I ever look for you?”
“Even in my next life, I want to stay far away from you!”
Ling Qianhe rested his chin on her forehead.
“Why can’t you just admit it, that you are my Muci elder sister?”
Lin Muci whimpered.
The main system wanted to eliminate her.
Could she say it?
She couldn’t!
Ling Qianhe slowly put her down.
A mattress had appeared in the basement. He quietly watched her face, the light in his eyes so tender it was intoxicating. His fingertips traced the outline of her cheek.
“Before you were elder sister, now you are younger sister.”
“Let me guess…”
“So, your soul can reincarnate?”
“Can your soul appear at will? Or does it require certain conditions?”
“The resurrected puppets before, though strange and peculiar, for some reason, I always felt that any miracle happening to you was possible.”
“So, you will definitely return.”
Lin Muci could see the scar on his wrist. She pursed her lips and remained silent. Ling Qianhe was about to speak again, but the phone suddenly rang.
In the quiet villa.
The ringing continued incessantly.
He glanced at Lin Muci, then went to get the phone.
He practically ran back, breathing heavily, but a hint of bright laughter still lingered in his eyes. Then Lin Muci heard Ling Qianhe say,
“I can’t rest assured without watching you.”
Then he answered the phone.
He put it on speaker.
Lin Muci heard an extremely cold, sharp female voice from the other end, sending shivers of unease through her.
“Ling Qianhe, what have you done—how could your elder brother vomit blood? You poisoned him, didn’t you?”
“Are you truly not afraid of heavenly retribution? Your elder brother is your blood relative. Are you not afraid of sinking into the eighteenth level of hell by doing this?”
Ling Qianhe’s expression grew colder by degrees.
“The moment my mother died before my eyes, I was already in the eighteenth level of hell.”
“From then on, every step I took was merely gazing at the human world from hell.”
“Ling Wanli wasn’t poisoned; it was probably acute anger. After all, he ambitiously thought he could secure the land deal and achieve success in one go, only to find himself trapped in a quagmire with no way out.”
“Now his assets, exceeding ten billion, are frozen. He’s destined to be kicked out of the Ling family’s shareholder structure. Of course, he’d be so angry he’d vomit blood.”
Ling Qianhe spoke the most heart-wrenching words with the most casual tone, and Madam Ling on the phone was so furious she was about to suffocate!
“You plotted against your elder brother?”
“You actually teamed up with Feng Yuting and outsiders to harm your elder brother?”
“Ling Qianhe, do you have any humanity?”
The young man holding the phone, however, spoke with extreme calm.
“I never had much humanity to begin with.”
Madam Ling on the phone played her trump card.
“Ling Qianhe, if you do this, do you believe I’ll scatter your mother’s ashes to the dogs?”
Hearing her threat, Ling Qianhe’s hands clenched instantly.
Madam Ling had finally revealed her true intentions.
The icy glint in his eyes, almost murderous rage, his pupils turned crimson in an instant!
“Then I’ll throw your corpses, yours and Ling Wanli’s, into the river to feed the fish.”
“Let you be devoured by a thousand snakes, your hearts corroded by a myriad of ants.”
“Do not test my limits. I will do as I say.”
Perhaps it was his terrifying tone.
Madam Ling’s arrogant demeanor diminished considerably, her voice stammering.
“You… you lawless, arrogant waste, don’t think I can’t do anything about you, Ling Qianhe, I…”
Ling Qianhe interrupted her.
“It was Ling Wanli’s own incompetence. He lost everything himself. It was also him who wanted to oppose me but ran headfirst into a steel plate.”
“Also, don’t think you can threaten me with my mother’s ashes and expect me to obey. I said it, at worst, I’ll drag the whole world down with me.”
When he went mad, he was utterly inhuman.
Then he hung up the phone.
He saw Lin Muci, huddled in the corner, looking at him strangely. Ling Qianhe’s eyelashes trembled slightly, then he asked her,
“Startled?”
Lin Muci shook her head.
“She deserved it.”
She knew Ling Qianhe had a very dark side.
He was the greatest villain in this small world, unpredictable, violent, and dark. If the original plotline had been followed, he might have even dragged the entire world to ruin with him. But looking at his face, she hesitated, and then said,
“Your mother’s ashes… I’ll find a way to get them back from Madam Ling for you.”
Ling Qianhe didn’t appreciate it at all. He let out a soft snort.
“What could you possibly do? Don’t brag.”
Lin Muci froze.
Damn it.
How could she not have a way? Didn’t she still have the system? Although this system was always unreliable.
The system took the opportunity to boast.
“Don’t worry, host, I can definitely help you save the great villain Ling Qianhe!”
Ling Qianhe’s eyes were still somewhat red.
He looked at her face. When he looked at her, the emotions in his eyes were quite complex, a mixture of pain and affection. His fingertips brushed her skin, and his voice was like a sigh.
“Do you think I’m pathetic?”
“On the outside, I’m a glamorous superstar, but I can’t even protect my own mother’s ashes.”
“Even the person I like has to leave me.”
“Watching her shatter with my own eyes…”
Lin Muci became a little flustered.
“No… she didn’t shatter.”
He suddenly looked up.
There was a faint smile in his eyes.
“How do you know?”
Lin Muci’s voice became even more flustered.
“I… I guessed. And how can a person shatter? The person you like leaves you, isn’t that because… you were too much.”
Young Brother Qianhe’s smile deepened.
“How was I too much?”
He leaned closer, gazing deeply into her eyes, and then, in one fluid motion, kissed her.
Lin Muci, dazed, felt his lips press against hers. Her eyes widened suddenly. After an unknown amount of time, so long that she felt like she was about to suffocate,
Ling Qianhe’s voice whispered in her ear.
“Elder sister Muci says I was too much, does she mean like this?”
“If so… I don’t mind being even more too much.”
Lin Muci was so dizzy from his kiss she felt like she was going to faint!