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“Nothing always happens.” Qin Song replied to Pei Xingzhi’s WeChat message while emphasizing, “He couldn’t get here in time because of an accident. This is the first time, and I believe it will be the last.”

Qin Wushuang raised an eyebrow, her expression smiling, but her eyes were chillingly cold: "So you're protecting him like this?"

Qin Song turned her head to look at him, her tone firm: "Of course. Pei Xingzhi is my husband and the father of my child, so it is only right that I protect him."

"Heh..." Qin Wushuang laughed out loud, his smile arrogant and sinister. "There are so many men in the world, your husband doesn't necessarily have to be Pei Xingzhi, your child doesn't have to call him only 'Dad,' and your protection isn't something only he can enjoy."

"What are you saying?" Qin Song's face darkened, his voice clearly laced with anger. "Qin Wushuang, I've found you to be a really strange person. On one hand, you hate me so much you're grinding your teeth, and on the other hand, you're trying to help me by saying you want to save me from this misery."

"Your hatred isn't pure, and your help isn't genuine. What exactly do you want? What are your true feelings for me?"

"..." Qin Wushuang's expression froze, and she suddenly fell silent.

Pei's mother stood there blankly, wanting to offer some advice but unsure how to begin.

Qin Song stroked her noticeably protruding belly and said, word by word, "My husband can only be Pei Xingzhi, my child can only call Pei Xingzhi 'Dad,' and my protection can only be enjoyed by Pei Xingzhi. Don't say these nonsensical things to me again."

Qin Wushuang's face darkened, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

Qin Song withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at him: "Thank you for helping me today. I still have a lot of chores to take care of at home, so I won't keep you any longer."

These words were a blatant attempt to get rid of him. Upon hearing this, Qin Wushuang immediately stood up from the sofa, turned around, and left.

As he reached the door, he turned back and said through gritted teeth to Qin Song, "Qin Song, you're still as blind as ever. You'll never be able to see who loves you the most and who is truly worthy of your trust."

"I see it very clearly." Qin Song stood up, stubbornly meeting his gaze from a distance. "You're the one who doesn't understand, Qin Wushuang. Do you even know whether you hate me or feel sorry for me?"

Qin Wu's eyes were sinister: "Of course I can tell the difference. Not only can I tell the difference, but I've also made my choice. Qin Song, do you dare to listen?"

Qin Song's voice was icy: "I have no interest in listening."

"..." Qin Wushuang's expression was almost shattered by these words.

Qin Song sighed, looking somewhat weary: "Qin Wushuang, I was kicked out of the Qin family a long time ago. I have nothing to do with you or the Qin family anymore, so don't try to interfere."

"Whether you hate me or simply want to avenge Qin Sisi, I can accept all your malice. But I only have one request—please target me alone, and not other innocent people, especially Pei Xingzhi."

Qin Wushuang ignored the first half of her sentence and said only, "Coming for you alone? Qin Song, I also wanted to come for you alone, but I'm afraid you can't handle it."

"If you can't take it, just die." Qin Song said nonchalantly. "Anyway, I'm just a worthless life. I've done my best to struggle to live this long."

The word "death" seemed to trigger Qin Wushuang, who paused slightly, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

He didn't respond to Qin Song's last words. He stood there for a few seconds, then turned and stormed off.

"Xiao Song." As soon as he left, Pei's mother quickly came over and carefully helped Qin Song sit down, supporting her arm.

"Are you OK?"

Qin Song patted Pei's mother's hand and forced a smile: "I'm fine."

"Sigh..." Mother Pei sighed deeply, her face full of worry. "What's going on between you and your brother? You were family before, why are you acting like you have a deep-seated hatred for each other?"

Qin Song pursed his lips, his smile bitter: "It's because of a deep-seated hatred. He's disliked me since we were little, and of course, I don't like him either."

"Ah..." Madam Pei nodded. She could tell that Qin Song didn't want to say more, so she wisely didn't ask any further questions.

The police arrived ten minutes later, as did Pei Xingzhi.

"Mom, where's Xiaosong?"

Pei Xingzhi rushed in, and the first thing he asked was about Qin Song.

Qin Song, standing by the dining table, replied, "I'm here."

"Xiao Song!" Pei Xingzhi jogged over and grabbed him in his arms to check him over as soon as he saw him.

"Mom said you got into a fight with someone. Are you okay? Did she hurt you?"

Qin Song looked up at him and said, "I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine."

"Really?" Pei Xingzhi asked, still unconvinced, cupping Qin Song's face in his hands and staring intently into her eyes.

Qin Song was amused by his nervous look and couldn't help but flick his forehead lightly: "I'm really fine. I'm not stupid. If they dared to hit me, I would have been in the hospital by now."

"Phew..." Pei Xingzhi breathed a heavy sigh of relief, finally feeling at ease.

"You scared me to death." He hugged Qin Song tightly, his lips brushing against her hair in an ambiguous way, and seemingly unintentionally placed a few kisses behind her ear.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Qin Song didn't notice and even raised his hand to gently pat his shoulder.

The police were still there; he hugged Qin Song for a few seconds before letting go.

Qin Song took the recording on his phone to the police. After some discussion, the police only said this one sentence.

“This kind of thing is not under the jurisdiction of our police station. It is a personal dispute between you. I suggest you find a lawyer to settle it privately, or go directly to court to file a lawsuit.”

After all that trouble, we still need to hire a lawyer in the end. Qin Song saw the police off, looked at Ms. Zhang and smiled slightly: "Find a lawyer, should you or should I, or maybe we should each hire one?"

Ms. Zhang did not answer immediately.

Qin Wushuang's shove had completely extinguished her arrogance. She had finally managed to get rid of that one tyrant, but she didn't expect another one to return so soon.

She was only one person, and she could still have the upper hand when facing two women, but if there was a man involved, she wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

She touched her aching neck and stammered, "I...I won't hire a lawyer. My husband is so badly injured this time, all my money has gone to the hospital, where would I get the money to hire a lawyer?"

Qin Song: "Then I'll treat myself."

Ms. Zhang glanced at Pei Xingzhi, her face full of displeasure: "You hired him? Who knows if the lawyer you hired is on your side?"

Pei Xingzhi then chimed in, "If you're not comfortable with this, you can sue us in court. The court can provide free legal aid; you won't have to spend any money."

Ms. Zhang fell silent again.

Pei Xingzhi took two steps forward, staring at her expressionlessly: "Ms. Zhang, what do you think?"