You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

"I've had someone check," Lin Wanwan said in a low voice, her tone mysterious. "Su Qinghe has been hospitalized for the past two days."

"Hospitalized?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback. "What happened? Is the blind man sick?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems like she had some kind of surgery."

Lin Wanwan shook her head. "But that's not the point. The point is, she's in the hospital."

"The hospital is a crowded and noisy place, and Jiang Che has to go to school, so it's impossible for him to stay by her side 24 hours a day."

At this point, Lin Wanwan paused, then her eyes turned vicious. "Isn't this our best opportunity?"

Zhang Yang's eyes darted around, as if he were weighing the pros and cons.

"You mean, while Jiang Che is away, we should go to the hospital and...

He made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Are you brain-dead? How are you going to play with her if you kill Su Qinghe?"

Lin Wanwan rolled her eyes, looking at him with an expression as if he were an idiot. "And don't you have any idea how heinous murder is? If you want to go in and work on a sewing machine, don't drag me down with you!"

"Tsk, so what the hell do you want?" Zhang Yang was also a little annoyed, and asked coldly.

"It's just a setup."

Lin Wanwan took a deep breath, telling herself not to lower herself to the level of this idiot. After calming down a bit, she continued:

"We don't need to use knives or guns. We just need to use a few tricks to ruin that blind woman's reputation, or create some misunderstanding between her and Jiang Che..."

"Once we break them up, won't we be able to control the rest?"

"Jiang Che will definitely be heartbroken then. I'll go and comfort him, and he'll obediently come back to me."

"As for that Su Qinghe..."

Lin Wanwan looked at Zhang Yang with a meaningful smile. "Now that Jiang Che isn't protecting her, she's just a worthless piece of trash nobody wants. You can do whatever you want with her, it's all up to you."

After listening, Zhang Yang stroked his chin and pondered for a while.

This idea sounds interesting.

As long as I can get my hands on Su Qinghe and also take the opportunity to kick Jiang Che while I'm down and get revenge, this deal is worthwhile, and you could even say it's quite profitable.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Zhang Yang picked up his wine glass, downed half of it in one gulp, and grinned lewdly. "But let me make this clear: if you dare to play any tricks on me, I'll make sure you can't stay in Lincheng forever."

"Don't worry, it's just a mutually beneficial arrangement. What good would it do me to play tricks on you?"

Lin Wanwan also picked up her wine glass and lightly clinked it with his. "I only want Jiang Che, this cash cow. As for that blind man, you can do whatever you want with him. Even if he dies, it has nothing to do with me."

The glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.

In the dim, flickering light, the two men exchanged a sinister smile.

This sordid deal was made amidst the deafening commotion.

"Then it's settled."

Zhang Yang put down his glass, took out his phone from his pocket, and said, "I'll arrange for a few quick-witted brothers to keep an eye on things at the hospital."

"We'll make our move as soon as Jiang Che leaves."

Lin Wanwan nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Jiang Che, don't you like that blind man?

Then I'll deliberately destroy what you care about most in front of you.

Then let's see how you'll pretend to be high and mighty in front of me.

"By the way, which hospital is that blind man in?" Zhang Yang asked casually while flipping through his contacts.

Lin Wanwan had already found out all the information.

A slight smile played on her lips as she slowly uttered a few words: "City Central Hospital, VIP ward on the fifteenth floor."

……

In a hospital ward.

Jiang Che was unaware that a conspiracy against them was brewing.

After a busy night, he finally finished the last problem of his homework for the day, and now he felt exhausted and sore all over.

After closing his workbook, he stood up and stretched, feeling a little more comfortable.

"Hmm... are you done?"

Su Qinghe, half-asleep, sensed his movement, opened her eyes groggily, and asked in a soft voice.

She felt very safe when Jiang Che was by her side, which is why she fell asleep on his lap without realizing it.

"Okay, it's done."

After stretching his limbs, Jiang Che looked down at her sleepy-eyed appearance and found her both soft and adorable, his heart melting like cream.

He bent down, reached out and tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear, then pinched her little nose. "Go back to bed if you're sleepy. It's getting late, I should go back too."

"Hmm... I don't want to move."

Su Qinghe whined and clung tightly to his waist, refusing to let go, "I want you to carry me to bed."

"Okay, I'll hug you."

Jiang Che smiled helplessly, bent down, and picked him up horizontally, blanket and all.

Su Qinghe buried her face in his neck, clinging to him like a koala.

Put the person on the bed and cover them with a blanket.

Jiang Che leaned down and kissed her forehead, then added worriedly, "Go to sleep well. Call me or press the nurse call button if anything happens, okay?"

"Okay~"

Su Qinghe nodded obediently, cupped his face, and kissed the corner of his lips. "Be careful on the road, and text me when you get home to let me know you're safe~"

"it is good."

Jiang Che turned off the lights and tiptoed out of the ward.

The corridor was dimly lit and quiet.

He walked to the elevator entrance and pressed the down button.

As he watched the elevator numbers change, a faint unease inexplicably welled up inside him.

It was as if something was secretly watching him.

Jiang Che glanced back at the empty corridor and frowned slightly.

Could it be that I've been too tired these past few days and am hallucinating?

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

He shook his head, banishing the strange feeling from his mind, and stepped into the elevator.

……

Hallucination?

How could your brother Che, who is so shrewd, not be able to tell whether it's an illusion or not?

After the elevator doors closed, Jiang Che's eyes gradually turned cold, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He skillfully made a phone call to Uncle Liu.

The phone rang twice before being answered, "Young Master."

"Uncle Liu, how's the matter I asked you to do this afternoon?" Jiang Che asked in a calm tone.