After the tycoon went bankrupt, he was raised by the villainous female supporting character and beca

"and many more."

Duan Jialu stared at Qin Song's murderous back and suddenly realized something.

"Is this Teacher Qin the famous Qin Song? The fake heiress who was kicked out of the Qin family in Yuncheng?"

“...It’s her.” Now that Duan Jialu has recognized Qin Song, Jiang Mian has no need to hide it anymore.

"Oh my god..." Duan Jialu's mouth dropped open in shock. "It was her! No wonder she kept wearing a mask and wouldn't take it off."

"Hmph," Jiang Mian curled her lips, turned around and walked behind the desk to sit down casually.

"Jialu, what do you think of Qin Song? Does he match the rumors?"

“That doesn’t fit.” Duan Jialu shook her head. “I’ve met countless people, but very few have made me feel comfortable around them. Qin Song is one of them.”

As she spoke, Duan Jialu took two steps back and sat back down on the sofa: "After spending a day with her, all I saw in her was professionalism, humility, and kindness, which is completely unrelated to the 'vicious' and 'arrogant' persona that has been circulating."

"Hmm." Jiang Mian nodded, then asked, "Do you think her humility and kindness are feigned?"

Duan Jialu: "It doesn't seem like it. Qin Song's eyes are very sincere when she looks at people, without any trace of pretense. Besides, if she were just pretending to be kind, you wouldn't have strongly recommended her to me."

Jiang Mian laughed: "If she was faking it, then I would never have cooperated with her in the first place."

"..." Duan Jialu sighed, "It's really strange. Qin Song is clearly a very good person, so why do people spread such rumors about her? When I first heard the gossip about her, I couldn't help but wonder how there could be such a bizarre woman in the world."

Jiang Mian crossed her legs, her smile turning somewhat mocking: "Rumors are harmful..."

"How could I forget to turn my phone off silent mode?!"

In the speeding black Maybach, Qin Song slapped his forehead in frustration: "I was so busy telling Pei Xingzhi to call me that I completely forgot that my phone wasn't even on!"

"It's no use blaming yourself now that things have come to this." Lin Jiahe gripped the steering wheel with both hands, her whole body stiff with tension.

"Qin Wushuang doesn't dare to cause any more deaths, so don't worry. Emotions will affect the child, so take a deep breath and try to calm yourself down."

"I can't calm down!" Qin Song's heart was practically hanging over a cliff, how could he possibly calm down?

She carelessly swept the loose hair that was falling over her forehead behind her head and, relying on the remaining memories of the female supporting character, dialed Qin Wushuang's number.

"Beep...beep..."

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."

As expected, Qin Wushuang's phone was unreachable.

Qin Song called more than twenty times in a row, but Qin Wushuang didn't answer any of them.

"I knew he wouldn't answer." Lin Jiahe slammed her fist on the steering wheel in frustration. "Qin Wushuang is completely out of his mind. When you were in the Qin family, he always found fault with you. Now that you've left the Qin family, he's trying every possible way to ruin your family."

"Did you steal his chickens in your past life? Why does he hate you so much?"

Qin Song herself couldn't figure it out. She tossed her phone onto her lap, closed her eyes in despair, and prayed frantically in her heart, praying that Pei Xingzhi would be safe…

"Oh!"

Pei Xingzhi's car was wrecked beyond recognition, but Qin Wushuang still wouldn't let him go.

He drove a beat-up Cullinan, relentlessly chasing after Pei Xing, crashing into him whenever he had the chance, as if he really wanted to kill Pei Xing.

Pei Xingzhi's car was severely deformed, and the windshield on the driver's side had a large hole in it.

"Om-"

Qin Wushuang suddenly accelerated, maneuvering the Cullinan to burst out from behind the Mercedes, provocatively driving alongside Pei Xingzhi's car.

Pei Xingzhi turned his head and stared at Qin Wushuang with a cold expression.

Qin Wushuang met his gaze with a sinister look, her teeth clenching so tightly they made a clicking sound.

"Woo——"

"Whoosh-"

The roar of engines and the tearing sound of wind mingled in his ears, but Pei Xingzhi pressed down on the accelerator, still not intending to retaliate.

He had promised Qin Song before he left that he would return safely and bring good news. Qin Wushuang might not value her life, but he would; Qin Song was in his life, and he couldn't bear to lose her.

But the next second, Qin Wushuang suddenly raised his hand, revealing the bracelet that had been wrapped around his finger.

"!!!" Pei Xingzhi's eyes widened suddenly, and his usually calm mind was thrown into chaos.

This bracelet belonged to Qin Song; it was a wedding gift he gave Qin Song when they first got married. Later, the Pei Group went bankrupt, and Qin Song sold the bracelet to support his rebuilding efforts.

But now, this bracelet has actually appeared on Qin Wushuang's hand!

Qin Wushuang was very satisfied with Pei Xingzhi's reaction. Seeing the color drain from his face little by little, she happily tugged at the corners of her mouth. At the same time, she withdrew her hand and placed an ambiguous kiss on the bracelet.

"Qin Wushuang—"

Something inside Pei Xingzhi collapsed instantly. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands bulged!

"Om-"

He floored the accelerator and sped off like a madman.

Not to be outdone, Qin Wushuang stepped on the gas and chased after him.

But Pei Xingzhi suddenly drifted and fishtailed ahead, blocking Qin Wushuang's path with his car. Qin Wushuang instinctively slowed down, but unexpectedly, Pei Xingzhi floored the accelerator again, recklessly crashing into Qin Wushuang's car!

Qin Wushuang had no time to dodge and could only watch helplessly as Pei Xingzhi's bloodshot eyes drew closer and closer to her, until finally—

"Oh!"

The loud bang exploded in her ears, and before Qin Wushuang could even feel the pain, she instantly lost consciousness.

……

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gasoline from both cars had leaked onto the ground, and the pungent smell woke Pei Xingzhi up.

Pei Xingzhi pushed open the airbag and struggled to open his eyes. His glasses were shattered, and his vision was blurred, so he couldn't see anything. Only a glaring red light reminded him that he had to get out of the car immediately.

With his last bit of strength, he kicked open the deformed car door a crack, then scrambled out of the car.

He didn't know the extent of his injuries; he only felt pain all over his body, as if he were about to die.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Not far away, Qin Wushuang's coughing could be heard intermittently. Pei Xingzhi's consciousness was jolted back by his voice, and his lifeless eyes immediately regained their vitality.

He stumbled and walked towards the direction from which Qin Wushuang's voice came, only to find Qin Wushuang lying on the ground in a sorry state, covered in blood.

"Qin Wushuang—"

Pei Xingzhi squatted down, grabbed Qin Wushuang by the collar, and pulled him up from the ground.

He weakly opened his eyelids and stared at Pei Xingzhi with a mocking expression.

Pei Xingzhi gritted his teeth, panting, and asked, "Aren't you disgusting? You actually fell in love with your own sister!"