89: Chapter 89 Best Friends Tear Each Other Apart, Old Grudges Revealed (Gold Coins)

Shen Qingyue stood outside the door.

Her white combat suit was torn in three places, and her cuffs were covered in blood and mud.

Yet, she still held her chin high.

She raised her short blade and pointed it at the screen.

"He Manman!"

"You bitch!"

"Who gave you the nerve to stand there?"

He Manman blinked.

"Qingyue, didn't you tell me to stay here?"

A single sentence.

It made Shen Qingyue's chest heave.

Captain Han Xue stood behind her, supporting Xiao Li.

Xiao Li's lips were pale, and his severed arm was crudely bandaged.

Captain Han Xue glanced inside the door.

Roadblocks.

Searchlights.

Drones.

Firing holes in the shadows.

She spoke: "Team Leader Shen, Xiao Li needs his wounds treated."

Shen Qingyue didn't turn back.

"Once we get inside, there will naturally be food and medicine."

She said this, but her hand touched her pocket.

There were still three crystal cores in there.

He Manman glanced at Lin Yuan on the stairs, and after confirming that Lin Yuan wasn't stopping her, her smile became truly sweet.

"Queen of the Stray Dogs, why did you stop talking?"

"Weren't you the best at lecturing people before?"

"Saying Lin Yuan was a dog, saying he couldn't live without you."

"Now your doghouse has the lights on, but you're the one standing in the rain at the door."

The corner of Shen Qingyue's eye twitched.

"What right do you have to talk to me like that?"

"You relied on me to get into our social circle, and your family also relied on contracts from Xinghui Group to survive."

"Without me, what are you?"

He Manman looked down at her own gown.

"I'm dressed better than you now."

"I'm living better than you."

"And I'm eating better than you, too."

She raised her face, smiling even more sweetly.

"Qingyue, your version is outdated."

Shen Qingyue finally couldn't hold back and took a step forward.

But she stopped immediately with her back foot.

It was too quiet inside the door.

Fat Dragon stood behind the roadblock, holding a flamethrower, his face full of fat.

"Miss Shen, if you want to come in, come in."

"Don't get stuck at the door loading."

Tang Qiqi's voice cut in from the broadcast.

"Maybe her internet connection is bad."

Shen Qingyue's expression became even uglier.

When she arrived by helicopter, these people weren't there.

No, that's not right, Lin Yuan as her dog should have come out to greet her.

He Manman couldn't possibly be this bold!

There was something fishy about all of this!

She gritted her teeth, suddenly turned around, and ran straight toward the bottom of the mountain.

Captain Han Xue's expression changed.

Xiao Li was also stunned.

Shen Qingyue ignored them.

Just then.

Lin Yuan's voice came through the earpiece.

"Qin Yumo."

"Do it."

A red shadow leaped out from the darkness.

Shen Qingyue only felt the wind pressure against her face.

The next second.

Bang!

The short blade in her hand flew out and stuck into the mud three meters away.

Qin Yumo landed in front of her.

Her red hair was tied up.

A black combat vest clung to her muscular lines.

She didn't speak.

She just looked at Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue recognized her.

Qin Yumo.

The woman who was originally supposed to gamble against her mother, Grandmaster Ling Suzhen.

But now.

The sense of oppression from this woman was completely unlike that of an ordinary person.

Shen Qingyue suppressed her panic.

She flipped her right hand.

Three crystal cores disappeared.

[Redeem: Standard Pistol x 1, Bullets x 7]

A pistol appeared out of thin air in her palm.

She raised the gun and pulled the trigger at Qin Yumo.

Bang!

Firelight exploded.

Captain Han Xue's expression changed.

Xiao Li was also stunned.

A gun.

A gun that appeared out of thin air.

That meant Shen Qingyue had always had crystal cores.

She could exchange for water.

She could exchange for medicine.

She could exchange for food.

Yet, all along the way, she had let them go hungry, drag their injuries, and follow her here.

Xiao Li looked at Shen Qingyue.

His expression changed for the first time.

Qin Yumo dodged to the side, and the bullet grazed her skin.

The pain caused the beastly nature in her eyes to surface.

She wanted to snap Shen Qingyue's neck.

But Lin Yuan's words from last night restrained her hand.

"Pain is fuel, not the steering wheel."

Qin Yumo closed the distance in one step.

She withdrew the hand that was reaching for the neck.

An elbow strike fell.

Crack.

Shen Qingyue's wrist holding the gun snapped directly.

The pistol fell to the ground.

Before Shen Qingyue could scream, she took another kick to the abdomen.

Bang!

She knelt into the mud.

Water splashed onto her face.

A talented businesswoman of the old world.

The "Thorn Queen" of the apocalypse.

At this moment, she knelt at the entrance of Tiangong No. 1, her hair plastered to her face, looking as wretched as a refugee beggar.

Qin Yumo looked down at her.

"Master didn't tell you to stand."

Shen Qingyue looked up.

"Where is Lin Yuan?"

"Let him come out and see me!"

He Manman's voice came from the broadcast.

"Captain Han, Xiao Li."

"You can come in first."

"Eat, treat your wounds."

"Tiangong No. 1 doesn't accept useless people, but it does accept those who see reality clearly."

Fat Dragon waved his hand.

Two subordinates pushed open the side door.

Captain Han Xue didn't move immediately.

She looked at Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue gritted her teeth: "Captain Han Xue, you dare?"

Captain Han Xue helped Xiao Li up.

"He needs treatment."

Shen Qingyue's voice grew shrill.

"I am the commander!"

Captain Han Xue looked at the position of her pocket.

"You had medicine just now."

Shen Qingyue froze.

Xiao Li said in a low voice: "Team Leader Shen, I blocked a Spine-Breaker for you."

"You didn't give me a bite to eat."

This sentence wasn't heavy.

But it drained the last bit of color from Shen Qingyue's face.

Qin Yumo grabbed her by the back of her collar and dragged her inside the gate.

The makeshift gate closed.

Shen Qingyue was dragged past the outer perimeter roadblock.

Until she reached the alloy gate of Tiangong No. 1.

She saw the automatic machine guns rotating.

She saw the drones hovering.

She saw the monitors covering the walls.

She finally realized one thing.

The last time Lin Yuan saw her, he wasn't suppressed by her at all.

He was acting.

He hid the real Tiangong No. 1.

Letting her leave with a sense of superiority.

Like watching a monkey.

The door opened.

Cold air rushed out.

The lobby lights were bright.

The dining table was filled with hot food, fruit, and dessert.

The freezer was stuffed with drinks.

Su Xiaonuan stood beside Lin Yuan, her maid outfit neat, holding a tablet in her arms.

Wang Ya was holding soup.

Su Muxue wore gloves, holding disinfectant spray in her hand.

Jiang Xiaowan was wearing a maid outfit, standing to the side, head bowed and eyes submissive.

When Shen Qingyue saw Jiang Xiaowan, her body stiffened.

This rival of hers since childhood was here!

And she was wearing a servant's outfit.

He Manman walked up to her in high heels.

She deliberately turned around.

The back of her gown was almost completely bare.

Fire flared in Shen Qingyue's eyes.

"He Manman."

"You're really a bitch."

"Selling out your friend for glory."

"Dressing like this, is it to make it easier to drive from behind?"

The lobby was silent for a second.

Tang Qiqi hugged her bag of potato chips and whispered: "She's cursing so dirtily."

Jiang Xiaowan couldn't help but glance at her.

You know it's dirty too?

The smile on He Manman's face faded.

She squatted down, looking at Shen Qingyue kneeling on the ground.

"I sold out my friend for glory?"

"What about you?"

"Back when we had the Xinghui Group Southern City project, it was Lin Yuan who stayed up for three nights to come up with the proposal."

"To package Lu Feng, you made me change the meeting minutes and replace the signature on the proposal with Lu Feng's."

"You even said, Lin Yuan is your husband, his things are yours."

Shen Qingyue's expression changed.

"Shut up!"

Lin Yuan flicked his cigarette ash.

"Continue."

He Manman continued: "And that quarterly strategy proposal for the board of directors."

"After Lin Yuan finished it, you made me send it to Lu Feng."

"You said you wanted to give Lu Feng a chance."

"A chance?"

"A stolen chance, more like."

Su Xiaonuan looked up.

She was already recording on her tablet.

Su Muxue's gaze toward Shen Qingyue grew colder.

Lin Yuan didn't speak.

In the previous life, all of this had happened.

It was just that back then, he thought Shen Qingyue was just biased.

In this life, Lu Feng had been undermined by him right from the start.

Shen Qingyue suddenly laughed.

She looked at He Manman.

"What are you acting so clean for?"

"You've been lusting after Lin Yuan's body for a long time."

"How many suggestive photos have you sent him, do you want me to help you count?"

"Wearing a nightgown, drunk, pretending to have sent the wrong one."

"Weren't you trying to see if you could pry him away from me?"

He Manman's expression changed too.

Tang Qiqi's eyes lit up.

"Whoa, the best friend showdown is starting to drop loot."

Shen Qingyue lunged forward.

She grabbed He Manman's hair.

He Manman screamed and grabbed at her face too.

The two socialites of the old world rolled on the ground.

One in a tattered white outfit.

The other with a messy gown.

They pulled each other's hair, scratched faces, and kicked legs.

"Bitch!"

"Ungrateful wretch!"

"Acting innocent!"

"You're the rotten one!"

No one in the lobby stopped them.

Su Xiaonuan whispered: "Boss Lin, should I record this?"

Lin Yuan held his cigarette and walked down the stairs.

His leather shoes stepped on the floor.

The sound wasn't heavy.

The two were still tearing at each other.

Until Lin Yuan spoke.

"Are you done arguing?"

The lobby went quiet instantly.

He Manman let go.

Shen Qingyue also stopped.

She looked up and saw Lin Yuan.

At that moment, she felt like she had grabbed a lifeline.

She propped herself up and stood up, putting on her ex-wife posture again.

Even with scratches on her face.

Even with mud on the corner of her mouth.

She still raised her hand and pointed at He Manman.

"Lin Yuan."

"Kill her."

"Kill her, and I will be your wife again."

No one in the lobby spoke.

The potato chips in Tang Qiqi's mouth stopped.

Jiang Xiaowan lowered her head, but the corner of her mouth curled up.

The ex-wife of that jerk really is sick in the head.

Lin Yuan looked at Shen Qingyue.

He slowly smoothed his trouser crease.

"Shen Qingyue."

"Did you forget?"

He walked up to her, his voice calm.

"You've already killed me once."