90: Chapter 90 Two daggers, one dies

"No… listen to me explain."

Muddy water was still dripping down Shen Qingyue's face.

"In the previous life, you were already infected."

"You were vomiting black blood, and your eyes had changed."

"I was the leader of the shelter; I had to be responsible for everyone."

She looked up at Lin Yuan.

"I was granting you release."

The potato chip in Tang Qiqi's mouth dropped straight back into the bag.

"Even a washing machine couldn't clean as well as she can."

Lin Yuan didn't smile.

He raised his left hand.

All five fingers were intact.

The light fell on his knuckles, looking as clean as if they had never been injured.

"Those two serums."

"Were exchanged for three of my broken fingers."

"Do you remember?"

Shen Qingyue's lips moved.

Of course she remembered.

In their past life, when Lin Yuan returned, his hands were wrapped in black cloth.

The stumps of his three broken fingers were inflamed.

He placed the two serums in her hands and only said one sentence.

"Qingyue, survive."

What did she say back then?

She said: "Lin Yuan, can you stop being so bloody all the time? Lu Feng is timid; you'll scare him."

Shen Qingyue avoided Lin Yuan's eyes.

She brushed her hair back.

"Between a husband and wife, there's no need to draw such clear lines."

"Your things were always mine to begin with."

Su Xiaonuan suddenly let out a laugh.

It wasn't loud.

But it made Shen Qingyue snap her head toward her.

Su Xiaonuan was holding a tablet, standing by Lin Yuan's side.

"Ms. Shen."

"Your definition of a husband and wife is that President Lin risks his life while you enjoy the benefits."

"President Lin bleeds, and you reap the rewards."

"Just like when you were at Xinghui Group."

She looked up.

Standing at 1.55 meters tall, her voice was terrifyingly steady.

"The proposal was clearly something President Lin stayed up all night to create."

"The PPT was revised by President Lin."

"The data model was built by President Lin."

"But in the end, the signature was yours, Shen Qingyue."

"I remember one meeting where you couldn't even understand the table of contents."

"If President Lin hadn't saved the situation, would you have even received applause at the meeting?"

"Even then, you blamed him after the meeting for meddling."

Shen Qingyue's expression changed.

"Su Xiaonuan, shut up!"

"What are you?"

"A secretary, and you think you're qualified to judge me and Lin Yuan?"

Su Xiaonuan didn't back down.

"President Lin didn't let me speak before, so I didn't."

"Now that President Lin wants you to die knowing the truth, I will read them to you one by one."

She tapped on the tablet.

The main screen in the hall lit up.

File after file popped up.

"[Nancheng Project First Draft: Lin Yuan.]"

"[Board of Directors Quarterly Strategic Plan Revision Record: Lin Yuan.]"

"[Meeting Minutes Tampered Version: Sent by He Manman.]"

"[Project Signature Change: Approved by Shen Qingyue.]"

"[Nancheng Project Final Draft: Lu Feng.]"

He Manman was kneeling to the side, all color completely drained from her face.

She hadn't expected that Su Xiaonuan had kept records of everything she had done for Shen Qingyue in the past.

Su Xiaonuan's voice was calm.

"Ms. Shen, you used to bully me because I was timid."

"So you made me stamp every dirty job."

"I was indeed afraid back then."

"But I have a habit."

"I back up every document."

Shen Qingyue finally understood.

He Manman being left behind.

The news about the serum being leaked.

Her fleeing in a sorry state to Tiangong No. 1.

It wasn't an accident.

It was a path Lin Yuan had paved for her.

A path leading to the center of the hall, where everyone could see her clearly.

She looked at Lin Yuan.

"You were waiting for me to come back and embarrass myself from the very beginning?"

Lin Yuan's tone was very flat.

"What else?"

Shen Qingyue's chest heaved.

She suddenly softened.

"Lin Yuan."

"In the previous life, I was also deceived by Lu Feng."

"He was always sowing discord between us."

"I was a victim."

She knelt and crawled half a step forward.

"In this life, I can compensate you."

"I have a Mall System."

"I can exchange weapons, medicine, and everything you want for you."

Lin Yuan looked at her.

He didn't answer.

He tilted his head.

"Wang Ya."

Wang Ya walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray.

There was no tea on the tray.

Only two daggers.

The blades caught the light.

Shen Qingyue's voice stopped.

He Manman also looked up.

Wang Ya placed the tray on the floor.

Lin Yuan kicked it.

The two daggers slid between Shen Qingyue and He Manman.

The metal scraped against the floor.

The sound set one's teeth on edge.

Lin Yuan sat back on the sofa.

"The two of you."

"One must die."

He Manman barely hesitated.

She grabbed a knife and threw herself onto Shen Qingyue.

Caught off guard, Shen Qingyue was pinned down.

Combat instinct made her reach out both hands to hold He Manman back.

Excruciating pain shot from her wrist that had been broken by Qin Yumo.

The tip of the blade grazed her cheek.

A line of blood immediately welled up.

He Manman gripped the knife with both hands and used all her strength to press it toward Shen Qingyue's eye socket.

"Xiao Man!"

Shen Qingyue screamed.

"I'm your best friend!"

He Manman's face was twisted.

Her tears and makeup were smeared together.

"Friend?"

"When you left me behind, did you ever think of me as your friend?"

"When you left in the helicopter, did you even look back at me once?"

"Shen Qingyue, I really don't want to die!"

The tip of the blade pressed down little by little.

Shen Qingyue's eyes suddenly changed.

Enduring the excruciating pain, she thrust her knee upward, striking He Manman in the abdomen.

He Manman groaned.

Shen Qingyue took the opportunity to flip over and grip the wrist holding the knife.

She twisted it.

Snap.

The dagger hit the floor.

The movement was very clean.

No unnecessary frills.

Qin Yumo's eyes flickered.

"She has killed people."

Lin Yuan held a cigarette.

"In the previous life at the shelter, she personally dealt with quite a few disobedient people."

"Including me."

Hearing this, Qin Yumo's gaze toward Shen Qingyue turned even colder.

He Manman clutched her wrist and tried to retreat.

But standing behind her were Lin Yuan and Qin Yumo.

"Qingyue, I was wrong."

"I was just scared."

"I've been doing things for you all these years."

"If I have no merit, I at least have hard work."

"Qingyue, I'm your best friend."

Shen Qingyue looked down at her.

The blood on her face dripped down from her chin onto the floor.

She picked up the dagger.

He Manman shook her head frantically.

"No."

"Qingyue, don't."

"I didn't want to kill you just now, I just…"

Shen Qingyue's voice was very cold.

"Whether you wanted to kill me or not doesn't matter."

"Now, I want to kill you."

The knife fell.

Pfft.

He Manman's voice cut off.

She looked down at the knife plunged into her chest.

Her eyes widened.

Her hand was still clutching the corner of Shen Qingyue's clothes.

As if she couldn't believe Shen Qingyue would really kill her.

A few seconds later.

She collapsed to the floor.

Her white dress was stained with blood.

Tang Qiqi's face turned pale.

Jiang Xiaowan kept her head down, no longer watching the spectacle.

She suddenly felt that being punished to wear a maid outfit was actually quite healthy.

Shen Qingyue pulled out the dagger.

Blood splattered onto her face.

She stood up and stared at Lin Yuan.

"Are you satisfied?"

"I killed Lu Feng."

"I also killed He Manman."

"The people who harmed us are all dead!"

Her voice got higher and higher.

"Now, it's just us left."

"You made me kill He Manman, isn't it just because you wanted to see if I would cut off my past for you?"

"I did it."

"I'll tolerate you keeping these women, but they need to know who the hostess is."

She seemed to have regained a sense of being entitled.

She lifted her foot and prepared to walk toward the living room sofa.

Su Muxue blocked her path.

There were still traces of blood on the cuffs of her white coat from drawing blood from Xia Qingqiu this morning.

"Not sanitized."

"You cannot enter."

Shen Qingyue frowned.

"Lin Yuan is my husband."

"This is also my home."

"What are you..."

Before she could finish her sentence.

She suddenly stared at Su Muxue.

Su Muxue didn't move.

She just looked at her.

Shen Qingyue's expression changed.

It wasn't jealousy.

It was an instinctive reaction upon seeing a future nightmare.

"Ice Empress?!"

"Why are you here?!"

In the hall.

Everyone looked at Su Muxue.

Su Muxue adjusted her gloves.

"What did you call me?"

Lin Yuan stopped rubbing his pant seam.

Shen Qingyue's shout.

Was too early.