Qin Hai and Xiao Ling Ling approached the window of the private room. They witnessed Xiao Hong rushing to the Mercedes-Benz, dragging the tall, thin man with glasses out of the car, ruthlessly scratching his face with her bright red fingernails.
The two engaged in a public brawl on the street, drawing a crowd of onlookers. Even the traffic on the road was temporarily disrupted until the police arrived and took them away.
After watching the entire quarrel between Xiao Hong and her husband, Xiao Ling Ling, in great excitement, turned her attention to Qin Hai. "Qin Hai, how did you know Xiao Hong was fooling around with someone else just now? I figured it out; you must have deceived her, right? Haha, you are indeed cunning!"
"I told you earlier; I could smell it," Qin Hai replied.
Xiao Ling Ling clearly didn't believe him, scoffing, "Nonsense! Then why couldn't we smell it? Are you a dog or something?"
Qin Hai touched his nose, finding it challenging to explain to Xiao Ling Ling. Before his rebirth, with the deepening of the true yuan in his body, his six senses became more sensitive. Not only could he smell odors that ordinary people couldn't, but he could also track scents. This special ability had greatly helped him eliminate many individuals from organizations. Surprisingly, even after rebirth, this unique skill remained.
"You can't even smell such a distinct perfume scent, Little Bell, is something wrong with your nose?" Qin Hai teased, steering the conversation away. He pretended to reach for Xiao Ling Ling's delicate little nose, causing her to playfully swat away his hand and then attempt to grab his nose in return.
After a playful moment, Qin Hai approached Qiao Wei. She still appeared dazed and lost, staring blankly ahead.
"Sis Qiao, don't be upset. It's not worth ruining your health for such a petty person," Qin Hai comforted.
Xiao Ling Ling chimed in, "Yeah, Sis Wei Wei, Xiao Hong is obviously just jealous of you, making up lies. Don't fall for her tricks."
Qiao Wei looked at Qin Hai and Xiao Ling Ling, managing a forced smile. "Qin, thank you! Actually... what Xiao Hong said is true. I really caused my husband's death!"
After saying this, Qiao Wei sat there numbly, tears silently streaming down her face, clearly overwhelmed with grief.
Yes, she was a 'white tiger' and had indeed caused her husband's death. It was a deep-seated wound hidden in Qiao Wei's heart for many years, causing her immense pain. Over time, she had gradually forgotten, and the wound had healed. However, unexpectedly, once someone tore open that scar, the pain returned as if it had never left.
Qin Hai and Xiao Ling Ling exchanged surprised glances, never expecting Qiao Wei to confess this herself.
Suddenly, Qin Hai turned to Director Jian. "Director Jian, let's end our dinner here today. Regarding what you mentioned earlier, since I've promised you, I'll keep my word. I hope you can keep this matter confidential. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning my back on you."
Qin Hai's eyes were sharp as a knife, firmly fixed on Director Jian's gaze. Overwhelmed, Director Jian hastily reassured, "Okay, okay, I didn't hear anything today. I have other matters to attend to. I'll leave you to continue your meal. I'll go downstairs to settle the bill."
After leaving the private room, Director Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he suddenly felt a shiver down his spine.
"Luckily, Qiao Wei turned out to be a white tiger who kills her husband. Thank goodness I didn't take advantage of her this morning, or I'd be in deep trouble!"
Once Director Jian left, Qiao Wei suppressed her inner sadness and smiled at Qin Hai. "Thank you! But it's unnecessary; secrets cannot be kept forever. Sooner or later, people will find out."
Suddenly, Xiao Ling Ling, wearing a silly expression, asked, "Sis Qiao, why did you say you killed your husband? Is it because you're that white tiger thing? What does 'white tiger' mean?"
Qiao Wei blushed, abruptly standing up and hurriedly entering the small restroom in the private room.
"Qin Hai, tell me quickly, what does 'white tiger' mean?" Even though Qiao Wei had left, Xiao Ling Ling continued to ask relentlessly, like a curious baby.
How am I supposed to explain this to you?
Scratching his head, Qin Hai, seeing Xiao Ling Ling persisting, had no choice but to ask, "Do you really want to know?"
Xiao Ling Ling widened her eyes and vigorously nodded.
So, Qin Hai leaned in and gave her a simple explanation. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ling Ling widened her eyes even more, exclaiming, "It's that simple?"
"Of course, did you think it would be complicated?" Qin Hai glanced at the lower half of Xiao Ling Ling, teasing, "Are you, too?"
"Nonsense, of course not! I have plenty down there!" Xiao Ling Ling proudly declared.
Qin Hai's heart fluttered, unable to hold back a mischievous smile. "Plenty of what?"
"Rogue! I won't tell you anymore!" Xiao Ling Ling, annoyed, slapped Qin Hai's shoulder. A blush crept onto her face.
Then, with a puzzled expression, she asked, "Qin Hai, if a woman is like that, can she really cause harm to her husband? Qin Hai, do you think Qiao Jie won't be able to bear it? In ancient times, being a husband-killer seems to be a severe crime, making people shun you."
Xiao Ling Ling's words shook Qin Hai, making him immediately turn his head towards the restroom. The restroom remained silent, as if nothing was happening inside.
Quickly, Qin Hai went to the outside of the restroom, pressing his ear against the door to listen carefully. Xiao Ling Ling, looking anxious, followed. Before she could ask a question, Qin Hai kicked the restroom door with his foot.
With a dull thud, the door opened, revealing Qiao Wei already climbing onto the window sill, seemingly ready to jump.
This was the third floor, and below was a hard concrete surface. Falling from this height would likely result in instant death.
Accompanied by Xiao Ling Ling's gasp, Qiao Wei had already leaped out of the window, descending rapidly towards the ground. Qin Hai quickly rushed forward, just as Qiao Wei let go and jumped. He tightly embraced her body.
The immense inertia pulled Qin Hai towards the window, but he quickly used his other hand to grab onto the window frame, mitigating the powerful force. After stabilizing, Qin Hai exerted force with his arm, pulling Qiao Wei back into the restroom.
Once Qiao Wei stood firmly again, she suddenly covered her face and burst into tears. "Why did you save me? It would be better to let me die. Living like this, what face do I have to meet people, to face Guo Wei's parents!"
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