StarCraft: The Extinction Commander is completely smitten.

Chapter 168 [168] I would gladly give my life for it!

Dongfang Qingluan's steps were hurried, flustered and anxious, as if countless evil spirits were chasing after her soul.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her steps were erratic. She just wanted to escape this heartbreaking place as soon as possible, afraid that her vulnerability would be exposed to her mother and make her think that she was a useless piece of trash.

The clattering footsteps sounded particularly abrupt in the silent corridor, as if the rapid beating of her heart was echoing everywhere.

However, her mother, Qu Wan'er, caught up with her at an extremely fast speed, like a swift gust of wind.

Qu Wan'er's steps were light yet firm, each step carrying an irresistible momentum.

In the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Dongfang Qingluan, forcing Dongfang Qingluan to stop her hurried steps.

Dongfang Qingluan froze, tears instantly bursting forth from her eyes.

She slowly raised her head, her tear-streaked face appearing particularly pitiful in the dim light. Her eyes stared straight at Qu Wan'er, her gaze filled with pain, despair, and a hint of resentment.

"Mother," Dongfang Qingluan's voice trembled, filled with endless grievance and despair!

"Are you really willing to let me die for my brother?"

Her voice choked with sobs, each word seeming to be squeezed from her broken chest, "What did I do wrong to deserve this? I'm your child too!"

"To help him get what he wants..."

Her voice rose, tinged with despair: "Even if it costs me my life, I'd give it my all? Am I so insignificant to you?"

Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the cold ground and splashing up tiny droplets, just like her broken heart.

"Even if Father truly loves you, that has never changed over the years!"

Unable to contain her anger and sorrow any longer, Dongfang Qingluan roared, her voice echoing in the empty corridor, making everyone's eardrums ache: "Are you going to insist on doing things your own way and destroy us for my brother? What does this family mean to you?"

This was the first time Dongfang Qingluan had completely lost control of her emotions. She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her body trembled slightly from excitement.

She met Qu Wan'er's eyes directly, her gaze filled with questioning and pain. She roared with heart-wrenching force, as if she wanted to release all the grievances and pain that had been building up in her heart over the years.

"Luan'er, you promised your mother you would help me!"

"Don't forget, without me, where would you be?"

"I'd give my life to help your brother!"

"So, you're the same!"

"I'd give my life to help your brother!"

"Remember this, this is your inescapable fate!"

"Otherwise, I will destroy your father!"

Qu Wan'er grabbed Dongfang Qingluan's hand tightly and pulled her around the corner, out of the camera's view. She spoke slowly and deliberately, making Dongfang Qingluan realize the truth!
"Mother, I will keep my promise! I only beg you not to treat Father so cruelly!"

Dongfang Qingluan's heart sank completely. She was wrong. How could her mother possibly bestow love upon her?

She should listen to the Holy Mother, grow strong quickly, be beautiful on her own, and live for herself!

A Bond of Fate: The Entanglement of Love and Schemes

For Dongfang Qingluan, power and emotion are now intertwined in a complex web, in which everyone is struggling and vying.

Standing beneath the ornately decorated corridor, facing her mother Qu Wan'er, Dongfang Qingluan felt a turbulent storm raging within her.

Qu Wan'er gave a cold laugh, a laugh that seemed to carry the chill of a thousand years. Her gaze toward Dongfang Qingluan was icy and piercing, as if she were looking at an insignificant ant.

“As long as you behave well, your father will continue to live in the happiness he has created.”

Her voice was like an icicle in the cold night, clear yet chilling to the bone. Dongfang Qingluan's body trembled violently, her eyes filled with disbelief and pain.

She never imagined that her mother would threaten her with her father's safety.

"Mother, why are you doing this?" Her voice trembled slightly, as if she were pleading or questioning.

Qu Wan'er remained unmoved and continued, "However, if you dare to betray me and harm your brother, I guarantee I will make you and your father wish you were dead!"

A fierce glint flashed in her eyes, a resolute determination to achieve her goal at all costs.

Dongfang Qingluan bit her lower lip tightly, her pearly teeth sinking into her delicate skin, drawing a trace of blood.

She was filled with despair, yet powerless to resist.

"Weren't you supposed to be going to the Holy Mother's side? Aren't you leaving yet?"

Qu Wan'er urged impatiently, her patience long since exhausted.

Dongfang Qingluan turned around unsteadily, each step feeling like she was stepping on a knife's edge, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Just then, she saw Mu Xingyue coming towards them.

Mu Xingyue was graceful and ethereal, dressed in a white robe as white as snow, her clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy who lived apart from the world.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, and her eyes sparkled with intelligence and wit. Yet, in this tense atmosphere, her appearance stirred a sense of unease within Dongfang Qingluan.

Qu Wan'er was extremely excited when she saw Mu Xingyue.

"I never expected the Holy Mother to be so foolish as to deliver herself to my doorstep."

She thought to herself, a smug smile spreading across her face.

In her eyes, Mu Xingyue was a lamb to the slaughter, and she could use Mu Xingyue to make her son Qingyan get what he wanted.

However, Qu Wan'er never expected that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

She thought she was the one controlling this game, but little did she know that she had become Mu Xingyue's prey.

Mu Xingyue may appear weak, but she is actually very shrewd and has been secretly plotting for a long time.

She knew of Qu Wan'er's ambition and schemes, and her purpose in coming here was to turn the tables on Qu Wan'er and completely thwart her plans.

When Dongfang Qingluan saw Mu Xingyue, a complex emotion welled up in her heart.

She was both worried that Mu Xingyue would fall into her mother's trap and hoped that she could break the suffocating atmosphere.

Mu Xingyue drew closer, her gaze calm and resolute, a stark contrast to Qu Wan'er's smugness.

When Mu Xingyue walked up to them, Qu Wan'er spoke first: "Holy Mother, Luan'er and I are so lucky. We were just about to look for you when we met you here."

Her tone was ingratiating, and beneath her outward respect lay a surging hostility.

Mu Xingyue smiled slightly, a smile as warm as the spring sun, yet with a hint of mystery.

"Madam Right Chancellor, it's been a long time. Welcome to my charity gala!"

"Your arrival and Qingluan's presence truly enhance the charity gala!"

Her voice was clear and melodious, yet it made Qu Wan'er's heart tighten.

Qu Wan'er chuckled lightly: "Your Excellency is too kind. It is an honor for us, mother and daughter."

She quickly sent her location to Qingyan!

Then her eyes flickered, trying to hide the panic in her heart.