Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao was shocked. âYouâre saying itâs her?â
It was as though An Zhixin was afraid that she wouldnât believe her as she nodded vigorously and said resolutely, âYeah, itâs her! I didnât see her in the beginning, only the person she sent to contact me. After she came to Shangde, I accidentally saw her chauffeur and realized that it was her.â
She even told a lie to increase her credibility.
Even though Mu Xiaoxiao didnât have a good relationship with Su Lin, she still maintained her suspicious attitude and asked, âSince you said youâve never seen her, how can you determine that itâs her based off a chauffeur? How do you know itâs not her chauffeur whoâs colluding with someone else?â
âIâ¦â An Zhixin was rendered speechless by her interrogation and could only say anxiously, âItâs really her! Can you trust me? Sheâs really the one who bribed me and wants to harm you!â
Mu Xiaoxiao crossed her arms, looking amused as she asked, âTell me then, how does the person who bribed you intend to harm me?â
An Zhixin lowered her gaze surreptitiously and looked at the watch on her wrist.
There was one minute leftâ¦
She endured the cold sweat on her forehead and pointed to where Su Lin was, saying agitatedly, âIf you donât believe me, you can ask her in person! She didnât tell me how she was going to hurt you, but she said that she was going to do it soon so Iâm really scared. I donât want to be used by her. I donât want to harm anyoneâ¦â
The three people noticed An Zhixin pointing at them repeatedly, of course.
Han Qiqing and Song Shijun looked at each other.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Han Qiqing asked, âIs she pointing at me?â
Song Shijun was puzzled as well. âI donât think sheâs pointing at me. If sheâs not pointing at you, then she must be pointing atâ¦â
He looked at Su Lin beside him.
The corner of Su Linâs lips turned downwards. She sneered, âI think sheâs pointing at me!â
She threw down her suitcase and walked towards the bamboo pavilion.
âEh!â Han Qiqing wanted to stop her, but she couldnât do so in time. She looked at Song Shijun, shocked. âWhatâs the matter now?â
Song Shijun shrugged. âIf you ask me, who am I going to ask?â
Now that Su Lin had gone one, Han Qiqing whispered a suggestion, âShould we go closer?â
Song Shijun nodded. âSure!â
Thus, the two of them crept over slowly.
Su Lin wasnât a person who could take criticism from others, and thus walked really fast, her face dark. Abandoning all restraint, she rushed up and glared at An Zhixin. âWere you pointing at me?â she asked.
An Zhixin jumped in fright and shifted away, trying to hide.
She then looked down at the time again hurriedly, and seemed to receive another shock. Her face was pale as she shuffled outwards slowly. She was now standing at the edge of the bamboo pavilion.
Su Lin looked at Mu Xiaoxiao and asked, âWhat did she say to you? Was she talking ill about me?â
âNo, we werenât talking about you,â Mu Xiaoxiao replied her dismissively, all the while staring at An Zhixinâs weird expression.
An Zhixin was tense all over. She looked very anxious as she shuffled outwards, as if she wanted to get the f*ck out of there.
Su Lin looked at An Zhixin. âYou really werenât talking about me?â
âAlright, get out of here. Iâve got something to talk to her about.â Mu Xiaoxiao wanted Su Lin to leave so that she could continue asking An Zhixin some questions.
Just then, the pillar nearby exploded.
An Zhixinâs pupils contracted.
It was as though she had prepared for this. Within a second of the explosion, she had already made a mad dash out of the bamboo pavilion to somewhere far away.