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Something had been sprayed in the room, and when the door was opened, a pungent, greasy smell wafted out.

Qin Wushuang frowned in discomfort, but didn't ask a single question.

"Qin Wushuang." Xie Zhaoyuan stood at the doorway with her hands behind her back, looking at him with a half-smile. "You should know that I have never been a good-tempered person. In this world, no one can force me to do something I don't like."

"What if the bargaining chip is Pei Xingzhi?" Qin Wushuang stared intently at her. "If the bargaining chip is Pei Xingzhi, would you still be so resolute and have such a strong bottom line?"

"No." Xie Zhaoyuan's answer was decisive and quick, completely different from her cold and ruthless demeanor just now.

"If the bargaining chip is Pei Xingzhi, then my bottom line will change flexibly, and I can even force myself to like things that I don't like."

“Heh…” Qin Wushuang laughed, a bitter and sad laugh, “So your bottom line and indifference were all set up for me.”

"Yes." Xie Zhaoyuan nodded, admitting it quite frankly. "All my taboos were set up specifically for you. The more you like something, the more you want it, the more I hate it. If you try to force me, I will fight you to the death!"

Qin Wushuang listened to her barbed words, but shrugged helplessly and said with a mocking expression, "But you're all alone now. I have so much power and so many subordinates, how are you going to resist me?"

"..."

Xie Zhaoyuan did not answer.

She took a lighter out of her jeans pocket, pressed her thumb against the switch, and gently pressed it—

With a "crack," orange flames danced between Xie Zhaoyuan's knuckles.

Qin Wushuang panicked, and the mockery and arrogance on her face instantly turned into fear: "Xiao Song, where did you get this lighter?"

Xie Zhaoyuan confessed honestly: "I stole it from your study. Although you don't smoke, you have a habit of keeping a lighter in your room. Whenever you feel upset or anxious, you take out the lighter, listen to the click-click sound of the switch, and watch the flame on the nozzle burn and go out, in order to relieve the pressure in your heart."

"Brother, why haven't you changed this habit yet?"

"What are you doing with my lighter?" Qin Wushuang asked, her face tense and her voice clearly showing nervousness.

Xie Zhaoyuan smiled slightly at him and said softly, "What else can I do? Of course, I'll perish together with you."

After saying that, she casually threw the lighter in her hand into the room. The moment the flame touched the ground, it ignited the cooking oil that had been spilled on the floor!

The ferocious flames spread wildly along the oil on the floor, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Wushuang's room was completely illuminated by the blinding fire!

A wave of heat rushed out of the room, and Xie Zhaoyuan felt a sharp pain in her back, instinctively dodging to the side.

The next second, she took out a lighter from her pocket, lit it, and threw it directly onto the balcony behind Qin Wushuang.

The floor and curtains that had been doused with cooking oil instantly burst into flames!

Qin Wushuang's eyes widened in horror, and she roared in a hoarse voice, "Qin Song! Are you insane?!"

Xie Zhaoyuan stood in the firelight, laughing at him calmly yet manicly: "I'm not crazy, I know what I'm doing!"

"Qin Wushuang, if you insist on forcing me to go with you, then I'll have no choice but to die in front of you before you can make a move!"

As she spoke, she pulled a third lighter from her jeans pocket, then opened her bedroom door and forcefully threw the flaming lighter inside.

"boom--"

The crimson flames instantly illuminated the entire room.

"Qin Wushuang, messing with me was the worst decision you've ever made!"

"...Qin Song!!" Qin Wushuang gritted her teeth and called out Xie Zhaoyuan's old name fiercely.

Xie Zhaoyuan rolled her eyes at him impatiently: "How many times have I told you? My name isn't Qin Song, it's Xie Zhaoyuan! How come you still can't remember even when you're about to die?"

"..." Qin Wushuang's eyes turned red from the shock of her madness.

He didn't have time to argue with her about these things; he just rushed forward, grabbed her arm, and pulled her downstairs.

Meanwhile, the bodyguards in the courtyard were in an uproar.

"Fire! Fire!!"

"Fire! Help! Help!"

"Call 120 immediately! Call 120 immediately!"

"Mr. Qin! Mr. Qin!"

"Brother Wushuang! Brother Wushuang, it's on fire! Come downstairs quickly!"

"Fire!! Fire, quick! Go find the fire extinguishers in the villa!!"

The intense flames mixed with chaotic shouts suddenly exploded in Pei Xingzhi's ears. Before Pei Xingzhi could react, he saw flames as tall as a person suddenly leap out of a window on the second floor of the villa!

"I rely on!"

Xie Mingyi exclaimed in alarm, his face turning deathly pale: "Fire!!"

Lin Jiahe: "There's a fire? What about Xie Zhaoyuan?"

"..."

Pei Xingzhi did not answer them.

He threw his backpack to the ground and ran forward without a word.

"Pei Xingzhi!"

Xie Mingyi had no time to hesitate. He rushed out from behind the tree and followed Pei Xingzhi toward the villa.

Lin Jiahe and the rest of the group followed closely behind.

Because Xie Zhaoyuan had poured cooking oil into the house beforehand, the fire was immediately out of control once it started.

When Pei Xingzhi rushed into the courtyard, the entire second floor of the villa was already engulfed in flames.

Xie Zhaoyuan and Qin Wushuang, however, have not yet come out.

Pei Xingzhi's eyes were bloodshot from the ferocious flames. He didn't dare to hesitate and pushed aside the bodyguards blocking his way, rushing straight into the villa.

"Who are you?!" A sharp-eyed bodyguard spotted him and grabbed him before he could rush in.

"Where did you come from? Didn't you see the fire? What are you running around for?"

"Go away!"

Pei Xingzhi shook off the bodyguard's hand and ran towards the villa without a second thought.

The bodyguard called over his companion to hold him tightly, refusing to let him in: "Where the hell did you come from? The villa's on fire, what are you doing running inside?!"

"I have to save her!!" Pei Xingzhi struggled violently, his voice already hoarse from shouting, "My Ayuan is still inside! I have to find her!!!"

Bodyguard: "What?"

"let me go!"

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Xie Zhaoyuan suddenly shook off Qin Wushuang's hand.

"boom--"

The roar of the flames continued to echo in Qin Wushuang's ears. His brows furrowed into a knot as he looked at Xie Zhaoyuan with a headache.

"Xiao Song, where are you going?"

Xie Zhaoyuan did not answer him.

She pulled a key from her jeans pocket, ran to the door of a room on the left, frantically inserted the key into the lock, and opened the tightly closed door.

"Help! Help!!"

As soon as the door opened, Aunt Bai's choked cries for help came from inside the room.

Xie Zhaoyuan shouted at the top of her lungs, "Aunt Bai! Come out quickly!"

Aunt Bai turned around upon hearing the sound, and after seeing the door open, she rushed out as fast as she could.

"Help! Fire!"

She ran while shouting, and almost knocked Xie Zhaoyuan down at the door because she was running so fast.

Seeing this, Qin Wushuang quickly came over to help Xie Zhaoyuan, but Xie Zhaoyuan irritably pushed him away and hurriedly ran away.

But as soon as she reached the door, she was suddenly stunned by the scene before her.