As the founder and leader of Starshine, Qin Hai has killed many and dispatched numerous members of the IN organization, so he never believed he would be fortunate enough to ascend to heaven after death, even though those people deserved it.
It wasn't heaven, nor hell, so where on earth was this?
Qin Hai discarded the sexy lingerie still carrying the lingering fragrance of a beautiful woman and continued to observe every detail of the bathroom.
Suddenly, his gaze stopped at the dressing mirror – an oval-shaped mirror surrounded by high-quality reddish-brown wood, giving it an exquisite and upscale appearance.
Qin Hai walked slowly towards the mirror and suddenly froze.
Reflected in the mirror was a young man in his twenties, shirtless, wearing pants, with a healthy bronze skin, a somewhat handsome appearance, and a reasonably fit body. With a high-quality suit, he could be considered a dashing and handsome guy.
However, this person was completely unfamiliar to Qin Hai; he had never seen him before.
The question arose: with only him in the bathroom, who was the person reflected in the mirror?
Is this some kind of supernatural phenomenon?
He raised his hand, and the person in the mirror raised theirs too.
He smirked, and the person in the mirror smirked back, appearing even more mischievous.
"What the hell is going on?!" Qin Hai stared dumbfounded at the stranger in the mirror, utterly bewildered about what had happened to him.
The only thing certain was that he was still alive and seemingly in good condition.
Suddenly, a strong dizziness overcame him, and Qin Hai involuntarily crouched against the wall.
His head throbbed, intensifying, and he banged his head against the wall a couple of times, the pain urging him to split his skull open.
Luckily, the intense pain came and went quickly. A few minutes later, as the pain completely subsided, Qin Hai was about to stand up again when a wave of unfamiliar yet familiar memories rushed in.
Sitting on the floor, Qin Hai stared at the ceiling in astonishment, mouth gradually widening, his expression becoming increasingly stiff and strange.
"Damn, I've actually been reborn!"
After a while, Qin Hai woke from his shock, realizing the incredible fact that he had transmigrated into another body – the original owner of this body was also named Qin Hai.
The original owner's life had been challenging, losing parents at an early age and struggling until the age of twenty-four. Suddenly, fortune smiled upon him, becoming a super wealthy man with a twist of fate. Claiming to have a life-and-death brotherhood with his father, he not only secured a job in a famous company but also intended to marry his beloved daughter to him.
However, the original owner's fate was even more tragic. He not only died at the hands of his fiancee but also remained a virgin until death, never having touched a woman's hand in his life.
Qin Hai sat there dumbfounded for a while, then burst into laughter.
Regardless of his current appearance, at least he was alive. And now, nobody knew that Qin Hai was still in this world.
From today onwards, he could finally break free from the miserable life of bloodshed and live an ordinary but stable life. Moreover, he had a super wealthy and beautiful woman as his wife.
"What a good life I never dreamed of before," Qin Hai laughed carefreely, looking at the face in the mirror, suddenly finding it more pleasing.
At that moment, Qin Hai's ears twitched quickly; he heard someone approaching outside the door. Like a reflex, he swiftly moved behind the door. After a while, the bathroom door indeed opened a crack.
Outside the bathroom, Lin Qingya mustered up the courage to push the door open. Peeking inside, she was astonished to find the bathroom empty – Qin Hai's body had vanished.
"Could there be some supernatural event?"
This sudden thought terrified Lin Qingya, making her turn and run. However, as soon as her feet started to move, she stopped abruptly.
She couldn't run; He Wei was outside the room. Where could she escape?
After hesitating for a while, relying on the courage and resilience cultivated by hosting the Yafang Group for two years, she mustered the courage to slowly push open the bathroom door and entered again.
Fear was inevitable. Lin Qingya's legs trembled, and her heart raced, but Qin Hai, hiding behind the door, carefully examined her. Setting aside whether she was beautiful or not, his supposed fiancée not only had an excellent figure but also possessed a pair of long legs that rivaled those of any model he had encountered before.
Suddenly, as if having a sixth sense, Lin Qingya sharply turned her body and stared directly at the hidden Qin Hai. She surprised him; this girl was quite alert. With just a slight movement of his lips, she heard him.
"Hey!"
If she hadn't avoided it, Qin Hai would have faced her.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, catching her before she hit the ground and placing her on the living room sofa.
Brushing aside Lin Qingya's silky hair, Qin Hai carefully examined his supposed fiancée for the first time. He discovered not only an excellent figure but also a goddess-like beauty.
Rosy cheeks, delicate eyebrows, tempting red lips slightly parted, revealing a glimpse of pink tongue. On her tender face, exquisite features left people speechless. Even Qin Hai, who had seen countless stunning women, was momentarily stunned.
Fair and beautiful, long legs and a perky butt – truly a top-notch beauty!
Qin Hai's eyes sparkled as he joyfully embraced this unexpected fortune. Today, not only did he gain a new lease on life through transmigration, but he also acquired a fiancée who was both beautiful and wealthy – definitely a stroke of great luck.
After a sly chuckle, he rubbed his hands and pinched Lin Qingya's philtrum forcefully.
After a short while, Lin Qingya slowly opened her eyes, seeing Qin Hai beside the sofa. She was bewildered for a moment, then screamed.
"Ah! Don't come near me! I didn't mean to kill you; I really didn't mean to kill you!"
Thinking she had encountered a ghost, Lin Qingya was frightened to the core, almost fainting again. She curled up, shivering in the corner of the sofa.
"Damn, I'm obviously still alive!" Seeing Lin Qingya's reaction, Qin Hai was speechless. His so-called future wife was not only gorgeous but also quite naive. He was standing right in front of her; how could she think he was dead? Could ghosts still appear in broad daylight?
However, as he was about to explain, his eyes suddenly had trouble moving.
Lin Qingya's legs were curled up, her short skirt lifted, and from Qin Hai's angle, he had an unobstructed view of the alluring scenery beneath her skirt.
Pink!
Staring at the narrow piece of pink fabric, Qin Hai's eyes widened, his breath becoming hot and rapid. Immediately afterward, a hot stream gushed from his nose, dripping onto the floor.
Qin Hai hurriedly touched his nose, looking at his hand covered in crimson. He was utterly speechless.
Thanks to the unfortunate demise of the previous Qin Hai, he went from being a fearsome killer to a pure and untouched virgin.
Just at that moment, the villa door banged open, kicked by someone. A young man strode in, and upon seeing Lin Qingya curled up on the sofa, he shouted loudly, "Qingya, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!"