Jiao Yin walked out of the room.
She looked at the bedroom door of Murong Mingyuan, and could faintly hear singing from her phone.
In this place where there was nowhere to shop and no place to go clubbing, with ice and snow outside, what else could one do besides hiding in a warm bed and watching videos?
Jiao Yin suddenly felt envious of this girl who had rebellious bones behind her head.
Murong Mingyuan rarely cared about what others thought of her when she did things.
"If tonight, I have to kill on a large scale. Then I will spare you and take you under my command. After all, no matter what, you are the woman of the little hooligan. To me, you are still very useful."
Jiao Yin thought to herself, and slowly walked to the door of the warm room, and gently knocked.
The door opened immediately.
When Zhai Yue saw that it was Jiao Yin, her originally rosy little face immediately fell, and she asked coldly, "What is it?"
Jiao Yin lowered her head and said in a submissive tone, "I want to see the master." Xiaoshuge
"Scram."
Zhai Yue, without any politeness, uttered this word to her and raised her hand to close the door.
But Jiao Yin timely raised her left hand and propped up the door panel.
Zhai Yue smiled, "What, you bitch, are you going to force your way in?"
"Tonight—"
Jiao Yin looked up, her eyes fixed firmly on Zhai Yue, "I must see the master tonight."
"What if we don't let you see him?"
The person who asked this question was Zhai Xing, who walked quickly from the bedside.
Jiao Yin's right hand, hidden behind her back, slowly extended.
A knife!
Seeing the short knife she held backward, Zhai Yue instinctively took a step back and said grimly, "What, are you going to force your way in?"
"No."
Jiao Yin shook her head and slowly pulled and tightened the collar of her down jacket with her left hand.
Seeing her fair and tender cleavage, which most girls would be very jealous of, Zhai Yue sneered, "What, if we don't let you see the young master, will you commit suicide on the spot?"
Jiao Yin did not speak.
The third president of the Dark Web, ruthless and taciturn!
The tip of the short knife she held backward slowly touched the skin of her chest, and blood immediately welled up.
However, Zhai Yue and Zhai Xing both looked disdainful.
Just piercing a little skin, who are you trying to scare?
Jiao Yin said again in a stubborn tone, "I must see the master tonight. I want to ask him in person if he still wants me. If he doesn't want me, then please kill me. I would rather die by his hand than miss him day and night and not be able to see him, which is a million times better."
Just then, with a creak, Murong Mingyuan walked out of the bedroom.
Seeing Jiao Yin holding a knife and threatening Zhai Xing, insisting on seeing Li Qianfan tonight, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over.
She also said to Zhai Xing and Zhai Yue in a very aggressive tone, "I support Jiao Yin! Tonight, we must see the master. You are just his maids, not his wives. In other words, you are the same as us, all his servants! Since we are all servants, why do you not allow us to see the master?"
Murong Mingyuan's words—
Indeed, they had some sense.
But Zhai Yue sneered, "Just because you have rebellious bones, you dare to compare yourself to us?"
Murong Mingyuan's face changed!
Before she could say anything, Zhai Xing spoke, "If the young master unfortunately perishes, we can immediately commit suicide to accompany him in death. Will you do that?"
Murong Mingyuan's lips moved, and she had nothing to say.
She had never intended to be buried with anyone.
But she didn't doubt that Zhai Xing was bluffing.
Zhai Xing immediately cursed, "Since you don't even have the determination to die with the young master, how dare you compare yourself to us? Scram!"
Murong Mingyuan's momentum immediately weakened.
Jiao Yin, who had hoped to use her impulsive love to force her way in, saw that she could not rely on her, so she had to step forward again, "I will say it one last time. Tonight, I must see the master."
Zhai Yue immediately retorted, "Impossible. Go away. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
"I, will not, leave."
Jiao Yin said word by word, and slightly tightened her wrist.
A dazzling red immediately flowed onto the snow.
Zhai Xing and Zhai Yue's faces changed.
They really didn't expect that Jiao Yin, who looked delicate and unable to withstand the wind, would actually dare to cut herself!
The smell of blood immediately permeated the air in front of the door.
And Jiao Yin's right hand was continuously exerting force.
The more blood flowed, the more it flowed.
Her face grew paler and paler.
She sternly questioned, "You won't let us see the master! Has the master already been subjected to your poisonous hands?"
Zhai Xing and Zhai Yue—
Murong Mingyuan, stimulated by the smell of blood, was already emotionally agitated.
Now, hearing Jiao Yin's sudden question, Murong Mingyuan also had a "flash of inspiration," slumped her shoulders, and crashed into the door, low-ing, "Get out of the way! I also suspect that the master has already been ambushed by you!"
With a bang.
The closed door was knocked open by Murong Mingyuan's shoulder.
Zhai Xing and Zhai Yue instinctively retreated.
Jiao Yin, who had only broken the skin, took the opportunity to step forward.
"All of you, get out!"
Zhai Xing shouted and raised her hand to push Murong Mingyuan. At that moment, Li Qianfan's cough came from the bed in the corner, "Cough! Zhai Xing, step back."
After the young master spoke, Zhai Xing immediately retracted her hand.
Jiao Yin and Murong Mingyuan also took the opportunity to rush into the warm room and looked at the bed in the corner.
Li Qianfan was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a bowl in his hands.
The bowl contained the herbal medicine he was supposed to drink.
He had heard Jiao Yin knocking when she knocked.
He had of course heard the conversation between Jiao Yin and Murong Mingyuan and Zhai Yue, and even smelled the fresh blood.
But he remained unmoved.
It was obvious.
He did not want to see Jiao Yin!
Even though Jiao Yin had done nothing wrong.
Only when Murong Mingyuan knocked open the door and rushed into the warm room with Jiao Yin did Li Qianfan finally have to speak.
Seeing Li Qianfan, Murong Mingyuan's full of defiance instantly vanished. After making eye contact with him, she quickly looked away.
As for Manager Jiao—
Her eyes gazed at Li Qianfan with infatuation, her lips trembled uncontrollably, and crystal tears rolled down her pale cheeks.
With a clatter.
The short knife in Jiao Yin's hand fell to the ground.
She placed her left hand on her wound, staggered to the window, and slowly knelt down.
Her right hand grasped Li Qianfan's hand, and a heartbreaking voice said, "Master, do you really not want your beautiful servant anymore?"
This woman not acting was a great loss to the entertainment industry.
Li Qianfan sighed in his heart, coughed again, and said with obviously insufficient energy, "What are you talking about? I've just been unwell these past few days and it's inconvenient to see you. After all, every time I see you, I can't help myself."
Can't help what?
Li Qianfan said as he picked up her chin with his finger, looking at her rosy lips, his eyes glinting with lust.
Young Master Li was not acting—
He was performing with genuine emotion, expressing everything he thought in his heart through his eyes.
In fact.
Li Qianfan didn't know why he was so interested in Manager Jiao's lips, almost to a pathological degree!
After all, when he was with Chongchong before, he was only "conventional."
Jiao Yin immediately understood.
The originally pale face quickly flushed, and she lowered her long eyelashes, "From now on, even if the beautiful servant chokes to death, I will not refuse the master."
"Go back to your room and treat your wound. Get some rest early. I'm fine. My illness is almost cured. Cough cough cough."
As he said this, he coughed violently again.
"Hurry up and go!"
Zhai Xing quickly walked over, grabbed Jiao Yin's arm, and pulled her up from the ground, pushing and shoving her out the door.
Murong Mingyuan was very clever.
Before Zhai Yue could make a move to drive her out, she turned and walked out of the warm room.
"What is this."
With a bang, Zhai Yue closed the door.
Eavesdropping, after listening to the footsteps of Jiao Yin and Murong Mingyuan fading away, the two beauties finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The sickly Li Qianfan also recovered his normal spirits, but after coughing loudly a few more times, he finished the bowl of "herbal medicine."
"Young master."
Zhai Yue knelt by his side, massaging his shoulders, and asked in a low voice, "Even if Big Sister (Zhai Xing) and I join forces, we are no match for that woman?"
"The two of you?"
Li Qianfan shook his head and said, "Even if you add Uncle Xing Tang, the three of you together, you are still not her match."
Zhai Xing, who was also sitting next to him, immediately showed a look of dread in her eyes.
But she said unconvincingly, "Young master, you think too highly of her, don't you?"
"After all, she is the third president of the Dark Web."
Li Qianfan raised his hand and pinched Zhai Xing's nose, "As for you, you are just a little maid."
Zhai Xing giggled and said charmingly, "Young master, shall we play Dou Dizhu tonight?"
Li Qianfan rolled his eyes and ignored her.
He just said, "Fortunately, I was able to rush back in advance, which prevented my cover from being blown. But what surprises me is the reaction from the Rhodes family."
When the serious matter was mentioned, Zhai Xing immediately restrained her flirtatiousness and asked with her eyes.
"The bloodbath of Rhodes Castle this time was too smooth. It gave me a strange feeling."
Li Qianfan frowned and thought for a moment, "It's as if someone with great supernatural powers was secretly helping me to accomplish all this."