Chapter 403 - 403 389 Thrown into the Sea (4)_1

Chapter 403: 389, Thrown into the Sea (4)_1 Chapter 403: 389, Thrown into the Sea (4)_1 “Miss Jian!” The maid called out.

Jian Qing replied, “Lead the way.”

“Please follow me.” The maid gestured with her hand.

Jian Qing walked slowly, following the maid out of the side door.

Once outside, the temperature dropped sharply.

Jian Qing tucked her hands into her pockets, looking at the red figure not far away, and couldn’t help but smirk.

Standing outside in the cold winter wind, especially in a dress made of only a few pieces of cloth, weren’t they cold?

Or maybe she was just more sensitive to the cold.

Upon hearing footsteps, the seductive figure turned around.

“You can leave now.”

“Yes, Princess!”

The maid retreated, leaving only Jian Qing and Lola.

Lola looked Jian Qing up and down, a hint of mockery in her eyes. “Commoners are always commoners, attending a banquet in a sweater, truly without any taste.”

Jian Qing raised an eyebrow, chuckling. “My fiancé and I like matching outfits. Why does it bother you? Besides, even if I came in pajamas, I would outshine you by a mile.”

“You…” With no one else around, Lola couldn’t keep her composure.

“What ‘you…’, auntie, why don’t you spend more time contemplating life? You should know better at your age, don’t just age without gaining any wisdom, always pining after someone who doesn’t belong to you.”

Lola glared at her with murderous intent, wishing she could skin her alive. “You dare call me auntie, you little brat.”

Age is a delicate issue for women, and Lola, who loves to be beautiful, is no exception.

“What’s wrong with calling you auntie? After all, you’re on the verge of turning thirty, and you might even become a leftover woman in a few years.” Jian Qing responded nonchalantly.

Lola clenched her fists, yelling, “What qualifíes you to judge me, you are already engaged, but you’re shamelessly flirting with other men! You’re the real slut.”

“Are you referring to Mo Xiao when you say ‘other men’?” Jian Qing asked mockingly.

“Stop pretending to be innocent. You have a fiancé, but still seducing Mo Xiao, you’re a scheming bitch, shameless.”

At that, Jian Qing laughed.

“Ah!”

She and Mo Xiao?

Was her mind playing tricks on her?

“What are you laughing at?” Lola asked viciously.

“Laughing at your stupidity, your foolishness.” Jian Qing replied.

Lola sneered, “Jian Qing, don’t think just because you have the backing of the powerful CEO, you can act recklessly. Don’t forget this is the Durand family’s territory.”

Jian Qing looked at her calmly, “And then?”

Lola took a step forward, staring at Jian Qing ‘s delicate face, wishing she could just reach out and destroy it. “I fell in love with Mo Xiao at first sight at a banquet when I was twenty-four. I’ve been waiting for him all these years. I will never allow anyone to take him away from me.”

The strong scent of perfume wafted over them, making Jian Qing frown and step backwards.

“Jian Qing, this is my last warning. Stay away from Mo Xiao, or else do not blame me for being rude.” Lola said coldly.

Jian Qing glanced up at her, “I’m quite curious as to what you mean by being ‘rude.’ I must say a man as outstanding as Mo Xiao deserves better than you.”

Her last comment finally lit the fuse to Lola’s sanity.

She tightened her grip on the small vial in her hand, her eyes grew cold, “Shut up.”

She flicked off the cap with her fingertips and waved her hand, scattering a small amount of powder into the air.

Jian Qing saw the vial in her hand out of the corner of her eye, and a subtle scent different from her perfume floated into her nostrils, making her face fall.

She held her breath and, quick as lightning, grabbed Lola’s wrist and seized the vial from her.

“What did you do?”

Lola smirked cruelly, “This is a gift for you, enjoy.”

“Speak.” Jian Qing tightened her grip, commanding coldly.

Intense pain shot up from her wrist, and Lola’s face turned deathly pale.

“Let go of me.”

“Are you going to say it or not?”

“Drunk Soul Dew, an aphrodisiac, are you satisfied now?” Lola screamed.

Jian Qing’s eyes darkened. She glanced at the item shoved up Lola’s nose and sneered.

So that’s how it is.

“You think having something up your nose means you’re safe?”

Dammit, she has been discovered.

Realizing she was in a bad situation, Lola tried to shake Jian Qing’s hand off. “Let go of me.”

“You should enjoy this yourself.” Jian Qing grabbed her chin and poured the remaining powder into Lola’s mouth.

“Cough cough–”

Lola struggled wildly, but Jian Qing held her fast, preventing her from moving.

Jian Qing watched as the powder dissolved in Lola’s mouth, then threw her aside and tossed the vial into the sea.

“Cough, cough, Jian Qing, you bitch.”

Lola was bent double over the railing, digging her fingers into her throat, regardless of her dignity.

“Bleh–”

It was too late, the powder had already dissolved in her saliva and she couldn’t vomit it out.

She had taken too much of the powder, and its effects quickly took hold. Lola’s skin flashed red, her face was as red as blood.

Suppressing the agitation in her body, Lola, her eyes glowing red with rage, lunged at Jian Qing. “I’ll kill you, it’s all your fault!”

Jian Qing laughed coldly, grabbed Lola, tied a rope around her waist, then threw her into the sea.

“Ah!”

Staring at the dark sea, Lola screamed.

A wave rolled in, muffling her screams.

Jian Qing tied the other end of the rope to the railing, then turned to leave.

She had only taken a few steps when she started to feel restless.

Frowning, she pinched her arm forcefully to keep herself alert.

Even though she had held her breath, she had still inhaled a little of the aphrodisiac. That damn Lola would resort to such a disgraceful method.

She didn’t have her phone, she needed to find Xiaojing as soon as possible.

As she walked briskly, sweat broke out on her forehead, her fair face flushing, and she pulled at her sweater’s collar, taking a deep breath.

“Jian Qing!”

A soft voice came from the opposite side. Jian Qing looked up to see who it was and froze.

Why did she always run into him?

Finally seeing Jian Qing alone, Chu Yihen quickly walked over.

Just as he was about to speak, he noticed her discomfort.

“Jian Qing, what’s wrong with you?”

“None of your business.”

Jian Qing brushed past him, intending to leave.

Chu Yihen saw her flushed face and suddenly realized what was happening.

He reached out to stop her, but Jian Qing, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, managed to evade him.

She leaned against the wall and glared at him, her eyes cold. “Don’t mess with me, get lost.”

Chu Yihen didn’t seem to mind her cold attitude, asking, “Have you been drugged?”

Her current symptoms matched those of someone who had been drugged almost exactly.

“Get out of my way.”

Feeling her strength fading, Jian Qing had no patience to waste time with him.