Qin Xin glanced at him and said blandly, "How to deal with her? Like how Yao Dazhuang was dealt with, a four-car pile-up, blood spraying three feet high? Or will you also smear some oil on her brake pedal, letting her die in the way she designed for herself?"
Nalan Ye Jue: "..."
Why is the little wife so familiar with her husband’s methods?
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, has always been his principle.
Wait a minute, when dealing with Yao Dazhuang, he was very low-key, yet the little wife guessed it was him?
After Qin Xin pressed Nalan Ye Jue’s hand, she made a phone call in front of everyone present: "For the heart donation patient I signed for, tell her I’ve changed my mind about its use. It’s not for the Qin Family, let it be donated to the Imperial Central Laboratory. That’s it, go handle it right away."
Everyone at the scene held their breath.
Qin Wenrou needed heart surgery, and she even had Lan Yingjun invite an incredibly skilled international expert. This was something she bragged about, and not many at school didn’t know.
But they didn’t know that the heart matching Qin Wenrou was surprisingly in Sister Xin’s hands!
With just one word, Sister Xin could cut off the scum’s way out.
The crowd finally realized what Qin Xin mentioned earlier; a fate worse than jail.
Letting Qin Wenrou think she would ascend to heaven, receiving the most suitable heart transplant surgery from the most skilled doctor, only to suddenly withdraw the ladder to heaven from under her feet.
Falling from the clouds into the abyss!
Finding a matching heart is not easy; some wait their entire lives in vain.
Qin Wenrou, unable to get a matching heart, would probably be angered to madness, perhaps even trigger a heart attack, hahaha...
Everyone couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.
Even Nalan Ye Jue arched his lips in a slight curve: the little wife was harsher and more clear-cut in her loves and hates than he imagined.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, "The heart that you’re having sent to the laboratory, is it for?"
Qin Xin: "Xiangxiang."
Qin Xin did not hide anything from everyone.
Actually, she had long thought of this idea, and the truth Ao Xinghao discovered today only accelerated her decision.
Qin Wenrou truly did not deserve, did not deserve the opportunity for surgery, did not deserve to receive that heart.
Even innocent girls like Lan Qingxin, Qin Wenrou would harm, Qin Xin absolutely could not give Qin Wenrou any chance.
Ao Xinghao and the others were surprised: "Sister Xin, is Xiangxiang also in the operating room?"
Qin Xin nodded: "Right next door. She’s currently maintained by an artificial heart."
Everyone sighed: "No wonder we haven’t seen Xiangxiang for days; that little cook is quite pitiable..."
Qin Xin: "You all take a good rest, I’m going over to check on her."
The crowd groaned!
They suddenly realized that while Xiangxiang was indeed pitiful, they were also quite pitiful ah ah ah.
It was hard to get God Ao to assemble such big intel and invite Sister Xin over for a chat.
But because Xiangxiang was also in the same laboratory, Sister Xin was taken away ah ah ah.
Watching Qin Xin and Nalan Ye Jue preparing to leave.
Ao Xinghao reluctantly opened his mouth again: "Xin, do you think what the news says is true?"
Qin Xin looked back: "What?"
Ao Xinghao: "The death sentence of Jun Ruyi, with one of the charges being the kidnapping of the three of us. Do you think she was truly the mastermind behind it, who had us kidnapped?"
Nalan Ye Jue also paused in his steps.
Qin Xin couldn’t help but look at him, their eyes exchanging a momentary glint in mid-air.
Then, Qin Xin turned towards Ao Xinghao: "I think—"
[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Hehe, let me think about which plot holes are yet to be filled: 1. Where did Master Xin’s body and blood go; 2. The wedding night of the Young Master and Master Xin; 3. The mastermind. Which should I write first, fairy little ones tell me]