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"I refuse!" Murong Lengyue massaged her forehead. Just as Xiao Yue had said, her uncle was furious about Xiao Lin’s actions, desiring to teach the Xiao Family a severe lesson. Those old geezers are all old-fashioned; they care more about the family’s reputation than about her safety as the clan leader. It’s hard to say whether that’s tragic or fortunate.

Shao Qinyi did not expect Murong Lengyue to respond so bluntly, leaving no room for negotiation. "Xiao Lin already knows I’ve arrived in Palermo."

"I know. I told him." Murong Lengyue looked up from a pile of documents and gazed at Shao Qinyi.

"I’m saying I was followed today, and that person was Xiao Lin."

"If you’re trying to persuade me to save Shao Weihua, don’t bother. I refuse."

"Are you burning bridges after crossing them, trying to break the agreement, Miss Murong?"

"You’ve been secretly colluding with my uncle. I won’t expose your tricks, but do you really think I don’t know about your covert actions? You are the one being deceitful, not me. If you want me to save Shao Weihua, you’ll have to show he’s worth it."

"Heh, where do these words from Miss Murong come from? Are you blaming me for not being thorough enough?"

"That’s something you should ask Mr. Shao. I didn’t know your relationship with Mu Rongyun and the Dan Clan was so close. I do want Xia Xue dead, but it seems like you want to take out my fiancé as well."

"Mu Rongyun?"

"Judging by Mr. Shao’s expression, he seems surprised. There’s no one else here; there’s no need to pretend."

"Miss Murong believes that Mu Rongyun and the people from the Dan Clan were sent by me? That truly wrongs me."

Murong Lengyue quietly looked at Shao Qinyi; he seemed much more shrewd than Shao Weihua. "If it wasn’t you, then who was it? Xiao Zhenfeng? He’s a sworn enemy of Mu Rongyun, so that’s unlikely. As for the Dan Clan, a powerful and mysterious family, they won’t be easily manipulated. But don’t you have a magical treasure that can threaten them? Isn’t wiping out the Xiao Family your desired outcome? So, using this opportunity to eliminate Xiao Lin under my name would be silent and unsuspecting. If people die, they are inferior; if they live, the revenge won’t fall on you. If this scheme isn’t yours, then whose? Could it be that incompetent brother of yours?"

Shao Qinyi was secretly startled after hearing Murong Lengyue’s words. This plan was indeed his, but it had always been locked in Shao Weihua’s drawer.

"What? Nothing to say? I’ve only heard bits about your plan, but I didn’t expect you to use me. Let’s just say Shao Weihua’s life is the price for my wounded pride."

"It was my plan, but I didn’t carry it out." After admitting it, Shao Qinyi repeatedly denied his involvement. "I handed the plan to Shao Weihua a month ago, but he never looked at it. It must be someone else."

"You can say whatever you want now, but I won’t believe it."

A woman’s pettiness comes from unmet needs. Even a strong woman like Murong Lengyue can be petty on things or people she cares about, and the source of this thread is obvious.

"Although I don’t know who misused my plan, the fault is surely mine. If I can make Xiao Lin change his mind about you, would you reconsider my request?" Murong Lengyue sneered.

"If I can’t do it, what makes you think you can?"

"I have my methods, but it depends on Miss Murong’s patience."

Murong Lengyue glanced at Shao Qinyi’s sly eyes, feeling briefly moved, then she chuckled lightly. "Why do I feel like Mr. Shao doesn’t genuinely want Shao Weihua alive?" Shao Qinyi was stunned. "Although I don’t meet with Chairman Quan often, we are like birds of a feather, so I do know something about you, the Shao Family’s rising star. You’re an illegitimate child with no status, and despite their wealth, you only got into the Military Department because of Shao Weihua. You followed him since you were young, and although your family came from far away to settle in China anonymously for generations, your roots haven’t changed. You must hate Shao Weihua but always protect him, which is suspicious. You hate him so much you want him dead yet want me to plead for his life, which puts me in a difficult position in front of Chairman Quan."

"Just as Miss Murong said, even in death, there must be value. Shao Weihua hasn’t reached that value yet."

"Ah!" Murong Lengyue chuckled. "I don’t want you to help make Xiao Lin change his mind. I despise doing impossible things. But I do want someone dead."

"Who?"

"Yelü Shou!" Murong Lengyue narrowed her eyes. Instead of dealing with a useless woman and making Xiao Lin hate her more, it’s better to cut off one of his arms.

"The most venomous heart is a woman’s; this phrase fits you perfectly." Shao Weihua nodded. Rather than share a man with a woman and be despised, it’s better to have the other side beg. After all, loveless entanglements don’t matter.

"Is it possible?"

"Although Yelü Shou is a ruler in darkness, taking him out requires some strategy and time. But I can assure it’s flawless, so rest assured. But can I get some interest first, since neither of us believes in the other?" Shao Qinyi lit a cigarette in front of Murong Lengyue, openly engaging in collaboration.

"I like this version of Mr. Shao, much less scheming, with a more straightforward goal." She elegantly stood up from the sofa. In her office, there was a rarely used telephone, its red body clashing with the decor of the entire office. "Do you know why I chose this color?" she said, spinning the dial with her slender fingers. The phone wasn’t just strikingly colored; its style was also outdated.

"I’m all ears."

"Because it’s very old!" Murong Lengyue said something confusing while holding the receiver, and the line on the other side was already connected. "Hello, Uncle Quan!"

Quan Xianglin, who was flipping through a newspaper, immediately took off his glasses upon hearing Murong Lengyue’s voice, his mouth curving into a big smile. "Oh, where is my dear niece taking a ride? It’s been a long time since I’ve heard your voice!" As he spoke, he waved away the people beside him.

"Guess who I’m having tea and chatting with." Murong Lengyue glanced at Shao Qinyi, her eyes smiling into crescents.

"Is there any need to guess? Is Xiao Shao causing you trouble again!" Quan Xianglin tapped his fingers on the table, making a thudding sound.

"I knew Uncle Quan would know everything, but I still want to ask you for someone."

"Shao Weihua?"

"Are you willing to let him go or not!"

"If my dear niece wants someone, how could I refuse? But this person is already on my death list, you know my rules; letting him go here would set a precedent for others, which would make it hard for me."

"Murong dares to ask you for a person, naturally taking care of everything for Uncle. Besides, I’m not asking for a living person, just temporarily letting him live. That doesn’t count as breaking your rules, right!"

"Hahaha!" Quan Xianglin burst into laughter. "You’re the cunning one. Just yesterday, I was having a meal with Elder Murong and mentioned you."

"You were talking behind my back again, weren’t you!" Murong Lengyue pouted playfully, her demeanor truly captivating.

"They said you were kidnapped somewhere, just worried about you."

"Nonsense, I wasn’t kidnapped, just visiting as a guest. They made such a fuss, it’s infuriating."

"Alright, alright! But that Xiao Lin is quite bold. It wouldn’t hurt to teach him a lesson."

"Come on, are you letting the person go or not!"

"I can let him go, but Uncle Quan also wants something from you, will you give it?"

"As long as it’s not Xiao Lin, I’ll give anything."

"Hahaha, got it. Ask Shao Qinyi to give me a call later. As for what I want, you’ll find out soon. It won’t trouble you."

Quan Xianglin hung up the phone, his eyes dark. On the other side, Murong Lengyue gestured to Shao Qinyi with her mouth. "You heard it all. Is this interest enough to hire someone for a hit?"

"More than enough." Shao Qinyi didn’t miss Quan Xianglin’s last words, his tone carrying a sharpness, clearly displeased with having to ask Murong Lengyue to intercede for him.

"Hmm, good luck!"

It was an interesting feeling, having one’s own dog turn around and bite the owner, and at this moment, Quan Xianglin was bitten by the dog he raised himself. Fortunately, the injuries weren’t severe, but the hurt feelings were hard to heal. Watching Shao Qinyi’s back, Murong Lengyue thought this person was pitiful, wanting all his life to escape his origin, yet always playing the role of a loyal dog at someone’s feet.

A dog without loyalty would never earn the master’s favor, and so people like him would never have their day. A little favor would set them climbing upwards.

Just walking out of the building, Shao Qinyi noticed the car that had been tailing him parked across the street. Xiao Lin had one hand resting on the car door. From this angle, he couldn’t see the people inside the car, but he instinctively confirmed that the person inside was Xiao Lin. He decided to stride forward quickly, but just as he was about to cross the road, Xiao Lin’s head popped out from inside the car, waved at him, and then drove off.

At the same time, Shao Qinyi’s phone rang, and on the other end, Quan Xianglin simply asked about the whereabouts of the batch of arms, without mentioning his request for Murong Lengyue at all.

"I already have a lead on the arms’ whereabouts; I’ll find them soon," Shao Qinyi decided it was best to be upfront. "Chairman, I..."

"Since I’ve already agreed with Murong Lengyue, this matter is concluded. But you need to find that batch of goods as soon as possible, lest dreams turn into nightmares." "Thank you, Chairman." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com); your support is my biggest motivation.)