I bought a secret manual of the Hehuan Sect for ten yuan.

"You know them?" Qin Ge asked in surprise.

"I don't know them." Yang Xin'er shook her head. "However, judging from the way this person committed suicide by biting poison, they are very likely from an assassin organization called the Ink Robe Hall!"

"Mo Yi Tang?"

"That's a long story."

"It's alright, the night is long, and there's still red wine. We can chat slowly."

"Who wants to spend this long night with you? Let go of me now!!"

"You said it."

"ah--!"

"Sizzle—"

Yang Xin'er's body was limp and she was unable to stand on her own. The moment Qin Ge let go, her body fell downwards.

Qin Ge reacted quickly and grabbed Yang Xin'er's collar.

Looking at the half-piece of clothing in his hand, Qin Ge paused for half a second, then looked down at Yang Xin'er on the ground.

this......

It's not much different from not wearing anything at all.

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it on purpose?"

"I'm sorry, but the main problem is that the quality of your clothes isn't very good!"

While Qin Ge spoke words of apology, his gaze still blatantly admired the spring scenery, showing no restraint whatsoever.

"Go to hell!" Yang Xin'er struggled to get up, but couldn't muster any strength. "Hurry up and help me up!"

"Tsk, all you've got left is a stubborn mouth!" Qin Ge picked up Yang Xin'er and threw her onto the bed.

Yang Xin'er lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, her eyes misting over.

Inside the room, the candles lit by the waiter still flickered faintly, and the bottle of red wine was intact.

"Am I seeing things?"

"The woman who calls herself like an eagle is crying?"

"Alright, alright, I'll detoxify you right away, and then we can enjoy the long night together..."

"Uh, I mean I'm really interested in knowing about the Ink Robe Hall!"

Qin Ge casually extinguished the candle, then walked to the bedside, pulled the blanket over Yang Xin'er and wrapped it around her, placing one hand inside to press against her lower abdomen.

"What are you doing...?"

A tear rolled down Yang Xin'er's cheek. She had just felt a little safer wrapped in the blanket when Qin Ge's actions terrified her again.

She stopped halfway through her sentence, noticing something strange happening to her body, as if something was nourishing her and her strength was rapidly returning.

He actually helped me detoxify!

Yang Xin'er stared blankly at Qin Ge, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"What are you spacing out for?" Qin Ge withdrew her hand. "You're completely still, like a turtle!"

"You're cured of the poison; if you keep pretending, it'll be called faking an accident!"

"Really solved?" Yang Xin'er started to get up, but then shrank back down, remembering her embarrassing situation. "You... how did you do it?"

"I know magic!" Qin Ge rolled her eyes at Yang Xin'er with a straight face. "You don't even say thank you, all you do is ask!"

"Just now, facing so many assassins attacking us, I risked my life to fight back rather than give up on you. I saved your life and cured you of the poison. Do you know what that's called?"

"This is what they call 'My benefactor's kindness is boundless; I have no way to repay him but to offer myself in gratitude!'"

"You're something else, you don't even say thank you, all you do is ask!"

His eyes darted around, remembering Yang Xin'er's alluring figure that had just been revealed. "Why don't you keep your promise ahead of schedule?"

"Anyway, I'm determined to cure Yang Jianjun, and the atmosphere has already been built up..."

"You're dreaming!" Yang Xin'er's initial goodwill towards Qin Ge vanished instantly. "You talk a good game, but you're all talk!"

"What do you mean by risking your life and fighting to the death to resist me? I think you were completely at ease, and even took advantage of the situation!"

"And if I hadn't come here to help you, would I have encountered those assassins?"

"Those assassins were clearly after you. I'm being dragged into this by you, and you're supposed to thank me?"

"Do you have any evidence?" Qin Ge glanced at the corpse on the ground. "Which of these people told you they were coming for me?"

"That waitress initially attacked me, but after realizing she'd targeted the wrong person, she immediately turned to you. In the end, I saved you, didn't I?"

"She also uses poison, and Yang Jianjun was also poisoned. It seems more like she's targeting you, doesn't it?"

He thought to himself, "This girl is not easy to fool. Who said big breasts mean no brains?"

I miss Yu Jinghong a little.

Yang Xin'er was speechless.

Qin Ge's words seemed reasonable at first glance, but why did they feel so strange?

"Th-thank you..." Yang Xin'er remained silent for a long time before speaking, her voice so low it was almost inaudible.

Qin Ge chuckled, but her words were sharp: "What's the use of just talking?"

"I'll give you a chance. Let's have breakfast together tomorrow morning!"

......

The next morning, Qin Ge arrived at Qinglan Restaurant on time as agreed with Song Wanying.

After looking around for a while, he quickly spotted a young woman wearing a floral dress.

"Hello, I'm Qin Ge."

"You must be Miss Song Wanying?"

Qin Ge walked straight to the table where the woman in the long dress was sitting, pulled out a chair, and sat down opposite her.

Song Wanying glanced up at Qin Ge, her disappointment undisguised. "Nothing special about it!"

"I don't know what Yao Yao sees in you, she's completely bewitched!"

"I'm giving you a piece of advice: your respective backgrounds have already doomed you two to have no future. If you're smart, make a decision as soon as possible."

"Make a small profit and then stop while you're ahead."

"Given the Lin family's capabilities, if they refuse to give you a single penny, there's not much you can do about it. However, they won't care about these pittances."

"Just be careful not to open your mouth too wide!"

Song Wanying adopted a condescending attitude, lecturing Qin Ge.

Qin Ge wasn't actually dressed shabbily, but she lacked the air of nobility that the young men she usually associated with possessed.

Song Wanying's contempt arose from the depths of her heart. She truly felt that Qin Ge was not good enough for Lin Yao, so she had no intention of respecting someone she looked down upon.

"You're nothing special!"

Qin Ge came for Lin Yao, and before leaving, he made a special effort to prepare. He wanted to meet Lin Yao's friend politely, but who knew that the other party would not speak human language as soon as they met.

"She's very average-looking, and her skin is terrible!"

"Your cosmetics must be quite expensive, but they still can't save your skin. If I'm not mistaken, you recently started using a beauty cream called Viro, right?"

"It's a good thing you used it, otherwise even the most expensive cosmetics would only last two or three hours on your face before they started to cake up badly."

"besides!"

Seeing Song Wanying's rising anger, Qin Ge deliberately paused for a long time, "Your figure is also terrible. Some things are either there or they aren't!"

"Creating a false image to deceive others is ultimately deceiving yourself. You wouldn't even believe it yourself, would you?"

"Look at this weather! Too many layers make it stuffy. It might be a little small, but don't let it get too stuffy!"

When it comes to sharp tongues, Qin Ge, who won first place in the elementary school debate competition, has never been afraid of anyone.