The last time she'd said he was about to die, and this time she said he would die once the night was over.
Song Yanqing sat down again with intrigue in his eyes. "So what are you going to do with me, a dying person?"
He generally didn't come into contact with women, and even if Qiao Jin had ulterior motives against him, he was no different from other people.
He was a sickly person, so he couldn't give her anything, anyway.
Qiao Jin's eyes lit up. "Mr. Song, you are going to die anyway, so why don't you do something good and let me touch you?"
She needed contact with him to retrieve his death energy, but it had to be real physical contact, even if she only touched his fingers.
Song Yanqing felt that this request was too overbearing. "My body won't allow it."
She had the straightforwardness of modern people yet was also a little restrained, so Song Yanqing raised his eyebrows in surprise at this shameless remark.
Thus, he also chose an unorthodox answer.
Qiao Jin seemed as if she understood something, and she waved her hand dismissively. "No, even simply touching your finger would be fine."
A simple touch could collect a lot of death energy.
The thing was that the process is episodic instead of continuous.
Qiao Jin could only collect so much at one time, and then she had to wait half a month for the next time.
She could wait, but Song Yanqing couldn't wait.
She had to make good use of him before he died.
Qiao Jin's answer made her seem like a fan who was facing her idol and just touching him would make her feel like she was on cloud nine.
Just as Song Yanqing was starting to feel a little puzzled, a bodyguard downstairs heard their voices.
When he came over to take a look, he discovered Qiao Jin.
"You...how did you get in here?!"
The bodyguard was shocked and immediately sounded the alarm for the others.
There were a few personal bodyguards guarding Song Yanqing, but most of the time, in order not to annoy the young master, they were hidden. Plus, it was the Song family's own home, so they were a little slack. Who would've thought that such a person would seize the chance to sneak in!
That lunatic who had come up and started cursing the young master out of the blue!
One of them, who was extraordinarily strong, apparently recognized her and was furious. "Why are you here, you lunatic? What's wrong with the Mu family? How could someone like you be released from the loony bin! You should go to a mental hospital..."
Qiao Jin wrinkled her nose. "You don't understand, but I don't blame you. If you scold me again, don't blame me for being merciless."
The bodyguard was so enraged by her response that he was actually amused. "Why would I need to understand a lunatic like you? Get lost! Otherwise, don't blame us for being uncourteous."
Qiao Jin felt that it didn't matter. "Your young master is going to be dead after tonight anyway, so I just wanted him to do a good deed before he died. Is that so wrong?"
The bodyguard was so infuriated that he nearly choked on his own words.
"What did you say? Tonight—I'll kill you!!"
They had been with the young master for a long time and were extremely loyal to Song Yanqing. After hearing Qiao Jin say this, they couldn't wait to tear her to pieces.
The strongest one didn't even care that Qiao Jin was a woman, and he rushed forward to give her a beating.
"Ah-Ling."
The elegant deep voice stopped his movements.
"Forget it. She didn't mean what she said, so let her go back."
Ah-Ling didn't know how to respond.
Qiao Jin raised her head. "I... I did mean what I said."
Ah-Ling said furiously, "You piece of shit, you better get lost! Or is it that you don't believe that we will beat you up? Do you think that just because we are men, we won't hit a woman?"
Qiao Jin was silent.
She gazed at Ah-Ling.
Even after living for so many years, this was the first time someone had threatened to beat her up.
She smiled. "I'm afraid you can't beat me up."
Ah-Ling was speechless.
She actually dared to provoke him!