Chapter 72: The Truman Show

Chapter 72

Nan Yue shook her head and put down the dagger.

She leaned over Qin Zhao’s body and said, “I was just thinking, how soundly could you sleep with a sword hanging over your head?”

Qin Zhao asked, “What’s your conclusion?”

Nan Yue replied, “It took twenty-seven minutes from when I got up and held the dagger to you, to when you woke up.

If I wanted you dead, you would have died several times over.

Do you trust me that much?”

“Not exactly. Mainly because you wore me out last night.”

Nan Yue: “...”

Blushed.

“Why did you hold a dagger to me?”

Nan Yue rolled over and lay next to Qin Zhao, looking up at the ceiling. “My pursuit of power is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over my head.

I once lost myself in the pursuit of power, forgetting why I wanted it in the first place.

Nan Chenghui said that as long as I kill you, he will give me all the shares.

Just now, for a moment I almost killed you because I wanted to end this journey of pursuing power and profit.

But at the last moment, I realized that if you were not at the destination, I would rather not set out on the journey at all.”

Qin Zhao: “I’m so touched that you love me this much!”

Nan Yue looked at Qin Zhao sideways. “Will you leave Yun City?

That way I won't have to struggle between you and Nan Chenghui.”

“If I leave, you won't get Nan Chenghui's shares anymore.”

“No, I'm his only possible successor. He will have to compromise and give me the shares.

He wanted me to kill you just to make me become as pathetic as him.”

Qin Zhao neither agreed nor disagreed as she got up and got dressed.

Nan Yue's gaze slid from her elegant butterfly bones, to her dimples of Venus, to her pert buttocks, appreciating for a while, before continuing down her toned thighs, stopping at her ankles.

But Qin Zhao moved quickly and soon covered up the scenery, leaving Nan Yue to sigh silently.

“Are you leaving now?” Nan Yue asked.

Qin Zhao turned her back to the door and looked at Nan Yue. “If you hadn't added that part about me leaving, I almost thought you really were in a dilemma.

But the truth is, you don't want to kill me. You said those words for the sake of the Nan Group!

You're afraid I really could bring down the Nan Group, so you want me to leave instead of caring about my safety!”

Nan Yue closed her eyes. “Drive safely on the way home.”

The next second, she was bombarded by pillows, hitting her until all remnants of sleepiness were gone!

"Qin Zhao! What are you doing!"

"Doing you!”

So this was how a puppet gained self-awareness - such a simple yet thrilling process!

Qin Zhao hugged Nan Yue back. “Congratulations on your freedom.”

“Thank you, Qin Zhao.”

Characters are puppets in the author’s hands, only able to follow the author’s arrangements.

Nan Yue now had self-awareness and could create her own life.

This was why Nan Yue was becoming more and more uncontrollable to Qin Zhao.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhao felt gratified that the present Nan Yue would insist on acting according to her own plans.

The two held each other for a long time.

Qin Zhao let go of Nan Yue. “I have to go now. Tomorrow, we go back to being at daggers drawn. Got to rest up.”

Nan Yue smiled. “Alright, I look forward to our upcoming rivalry too.”

As Qin Zhao turned to leave, Nan Yue called out, “Wait, I forgot the most important question!”

“Okay, ask.”

“Qin Zhao, who are you?”

Qin Zhao didn’t turn back. “I’ll tell you when the dust settles.”

When Qin Zhao got home, she found Shen Yixuan and Qiao Lin sleeping leaned against each other!

She rolled her eyes at them. This CP was just too hard to ship.

The next morning, breakfast was made by Qiao Lin.

After Shen Yixuan and Qin Zhao finished eating, they went to work together.

Before leaving, Qin Zhao told Qiao Lin, “Lock the doors and windows properly. Don’t open the door for anyone until I get back. Understand?

If you get beaten up by an intruder again, I’ll look down on you.”

Qiao Lin glanced at Shen Yixuan and asked, “What if it’s a delivery person?”

Shen Yixuan: “...”

Qin Zhao pursed her lips. “Isn’t there enough vegetables, meat and eggs at home for you to eat?”

Qiao Lin: “I want to change up the flavors occasionally.”

Qin Zhao gritted her teeth. “Then have them leave it hanging on the door!”

In the taxi, Qin Zhao asked, “Are you and Qiao Lin getting together?”

Shen Yixuan denied it. “Probably not. Kissing her last night was accidental. It won’t happen again.”

“Good. Remember what you said. Qiao Lin is not Nan Yue’s stand-in.”

Shen Yixuan agreed. “Qiao Lin is too dumb.”

Shen Yixuan suddenly recalled something. “Oh right, I forgot to tell you. I received a wedding invitation from Nan Yue. I can bring someone. Do you want to go?”

Without any hesitation, Qin Zhao replied, “Of course I’m going. Even without an invitation, I’d climb the walls to get in.”

Shen Yixuan looked at Qin Zhao in surprise. “You’re such a masochist, wanting to watch your ex-girlfriend marry someone. Does it really make you happy?”

Qin Zhao smiled meaningfully. “No, I’m going to sabotage it!”