Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"I……"

Wen Rong walked in and stopped after saying just one word. He glanced at Madam Qin and Zhu He, "I'm afraid it's not convenient for anyone other than Young Master Qin to hear... It's about the cooperation we talked about before."

Qin Wu looked around and raised his chin with a smile: "You guys get out."

Mrs. Qin's eyes widened: "You really don't want your hand anymore? You would rather become a cripple?"

She was so anxious: "You'll have a chance to get what you want later. If your hand is broken, it won't grow back!"

"There is no chance. Even if there is, it will be a million times more difficult."

Qin Wu said calmly, "She found such a perfect opportunity to reveal her identity in order to create an explosive effect. Once she gets ashore today, she will leave Nangang during the live broadcast of the reporters. Once she leaves Nangang, do you think I will still have a chance to get close to an undead demon who is guarding her life tightly and has revealed her identity in front of millions of people?"

"..." Madam Qin gritted her teeth, "But your hand!"

"Compared to her, a hand is nothing."

Qin Wu said this, and raised his chin to signal them to leave: "You two should go out quickly, I think Mr. Wen can't wait any longer."

Mrs. Qin could only turn around angrily and walk out.

"President Wen, tell me about it."

Qin Wu sat up straight and looked at the middle-aged man opposite him with a smile.

The man said nothing, but took out his cell phone, turned on the recording mode right under Qin Wu's nose, and put it on the table.

"What does it mean?"

"To prevent Master Qin from secretly recording and plotting against me... Of course, I hope my action is just unnecessary. After all,"

Wen Rong looked at him, his tone solemn and gloomy: "In a certain matter, we should be 100% accomplices."

"Oh? What exactly is this thing that Mr. Wen is talking about?"

"Master Qin, don't play dumb. We all know what I'm talking about."

Wen Rong frowned patiently, picked up his phone and opened another page: "Master Qin, do you know that just now, someone has recorded everything that happened at the dance and posted it online, you..."

He suddenly paused: "What happened? Why is the network down?"

Qin Wu raised his bandaged hand and scratched his ear with his fingertips. "If President Wen was talking about that blurry video, my PR team has already dealt with it. As for disconnecting the Internet...of course it's to prevent something like this from happening again."

"..." Wen Rong choked, "But before the internet was disconnected, I saw that the news of the undead demon's identity being exposed had become a hot topic."

"That one was also evacuated."

Qin Wu was already a little impatient, "Don't you need to remind me of these trivial matters, Mr. Wen? Or do you think that all my subordinates are just flatterers like you?"

"..."

"If you don't have anything important to discuss, please leave, Mr. Wen. I don't have that much time to talk nonsense with you."

"...Wen Can."

Wen Rong took a deep breath and finally uttered these two words. Under the forced calmness, he was trembling deeply. "——I really didn't expect that he would actually lie to me and everyone else!"

Qin Wu then smiled: "So?"

"I think," Wen Rong let out a long breath, "he has ill will towards me as his father."

"...Haha, so?"

Wen Rong just smiled as if he didn't understand Qin Wu: "So, I can't let him look down on me like this."

"...Mr. Wen is really good at singing folk songs."

"What?" Wen Rong frowned.

"I sang the song 'Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road' for you, why don't you go on the Spring Festival Gala?"

Qin Wu stood up, his shadow reflected on the carpet, and walked towards Wen Rong step by step.

"I'm just asking you now."

The shadow stood completely in front of Wen Rong.

He leaned forward slightly and looked into his eyes: "Kill him, or not?"

"..." Wen Rong's pupils trembled violently.

But Qin Wu's eyes were like vultures swooping down on a dying person, forcing him to spit out the word uncontrollably in fear and phantom pain.

--"kill."

After a moment's silence, Qin Wu raised his head and laughed.

But he soon stopped.

Looking at the sweaty Wen Rong, he said briskly: "Okay, what's your plan?"

Wen Rong clenched his fists and looked up at Qin Wu with a determined look on his face: "How long can your ship stay on the sea?"

Qin Wu raised his lips and said, "Of course it is. It can stop as long as Mr. Wen wants it to."

Wen Rong's breathing was rapid and was becoming more and more rapid.

He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already late.

The ballroom downstairs was still bustling with singing and dancing, and the entire ship was brightly lit on the night sea, like a bright lighthouse.

It happened that Qin Wu's order had been given to the captain who was resting, and the cruise ship slowly sailed again.

The sudden departure made many people stagger, and noisy exclamations of the guests could be heard outside the window.

Wen Rong immediately understood that it must be Qin Wu's order to set sail again.

He took another deep breath, and finally opened his mouth, letting out a voice that was extremely hoarse and trembling.

"Send all your bodyguards and servants to confine all the guests on the first floor to the ballroom. No one is allowed to enter or leave. Then..."

He said, "Turn off the lights."

·

When the cruise ship swayed, Ye Kong was leaning out of the window with his mobile phone to look for a signal.

The movement of the boat almost threw her out, but fortunately Wen Can was quick to grab her waist.

After staying still for a second, the man simply pulled her up from the window, turned around and walked to the table before putting her down.

Ye Kong: ...

"Don't look for it anymore." Wen Can didn't even look at her, but took a step back as if the natural physical contact just now was not done by him, "He must have blocked the signal of the entire ship."

Wen Can turned his head and looked out the window: "But when there was still signal, I sent Xiaofei the location, and he was already on his way with people."

"But the boat is sailing."

"The direction hasn't changed. As long as we don't deviate from the course, we should be able to find it soon."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the infirmary.

Ye Kong turned around with a start, and his gaze towards the door was like a feline hunting at night.

Wen Can glanced at her and asked first, "Who is it?"

"Doctor." A familiar voice sounded, "Let me see if there are any patients here who need my attention."

Wen Can walked over and opened the door.

He took a look out through the crack in the door before letting the person in.

There are two, one is Dr. Ouyang who Ye Kong overheard today, and the other is Zhu Qiangwei.

Both of them have their own purposes.

Zhu Qiangwei came in and went straight to Ye Kong: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine...how did you know I was here?"

"That's what the doctor guessed."

Ouyang was checking Wen Can's hand: "The bandage is not very good, the important thing is... your wound needs stitches."

As she said this, she took out the tools and answered Ye Kong's doubts at the same time, "It's obvious that you two love each other so much. How can Miss Ye tolerate her lover's hand bleeding all the time? So you will definitely come to the infirmary."

She quickly removed the bandages and gauze that Ye Kong had wrapped with great difficulty, then quickly disinfected the wound again, and then threaded the needle to suture the wound.

This skill-intensive move did not affect her words at all: "Of course, if it was just Mr. Wen, based on my limited understanding of him, he would probably be too lazy to come. Fortunately, Miss Ye is here with us - you are worthy of being the Miss Ye in the rumors."

Ye Kong: ...

Although she really wanted to know what rumors that unreliable psychiatrist had spread about her behind her back, now was not the time to talk about it.

Ye Kong stared at her hands: "Hurry up."

Ouyang paused: "I get nervous when you urge me."

"...If you can think of us coming to the infirmary, there are others who can think of it too!" Ye Kong was a little anxious for a rare time, "We have to change places!"

"..." Ouyang was stunned for a moment, then he looked up at her while speeding up, "So what if you thought of it?"

Ye Kong was about to speak.

Pop - that's the unusual sound caused by the sudden power failure of the hot filament.

The only dim light in the infirmary went out.

In the sudden darkness, they all heard the shrill screams coming from downstairs and the long, harsh noises made by the instruments when they were caught off guard.

On the boundless sea, the dazzling lighthouse suddenly disappeared.

The cruise ship sank into the darkness without warning, and it was not until the sticky night darkness of the sea enveloped everyone's vision that they suddenly realized that they were already far away from the shore.