Playing The Blame Game

Compared to boring and rigid program codes, it was more difficult to grasp the feelings of the world. They were afraid that they would not leave themselves some leeway if one revealed too much, but they were also afraid that they would let down the other party's sincerity if they revealed too little. Even if one read all the books in the world, it was impossible to ensure that nothing would go wrong.

"Alright!" As long as Qin Ran was willing to try moving forward, Mo Chi would be willing to wait no matter how long it took.

In all intimate relationships, the existence of misunderstandings was not necessarily scary. As long as they talk about it with sincerity and resolve the misunderstanding, their relationship would naturally improve.

The uncles and aunties who had worked at the Mo Residence for several years could barely see the fluctuations of emotions on President Mo's face. It was true that he rarely smiled, but he rarely got angry. It was as if he was unenthusiastic about everything and did not take it to heart.

Therefore, when they saw him pulling the Young Madam upstairs with eyes full of anger, everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe loudly. They actually gathered in the hall and stood neatly in two rows.

Qin Ran walked out of the master bedroom and was about to walk down the stairs when she was stunned by the situation downstairs. The last time she saw this grand formation was when she first came.

"Uncle Zhang, what's going on?" Qin Ran asked cautiously.

"Young Madam, are you alright?" Uncle Zhang asked cautiously.

"I'm fine." Qin Ran was even more puzzled now. Could it be that the commotion downstairs was because of her again? Why was it as baffling as when Mo Chi was angry?

"It's good that you're fine." Uncle Zhang muttered a few words before he dismissed everyone.

The next morning, on the way to work, Qin Ran leaned against the back seat and asked curiously, "Uncle Zhang, what exactly happened last night? Why was everyone standing downstairs?"

"Everyone panicked after seeing President Mo angry." Uncle Zhang gave a silly smile. Now that he thought about it, it was a little funny.

"Is there a need for that?" Upon hearing that, Qin Ran became even more curious. She sat up straight from her seat and looked at Uncle Zhang in front of her curiously.

"It's mainly because no one has ever seen that kind of expression on President Mo before. That's why they think this matter is too serious."

Qin Ran tried her best to recall Mo Chi's expression from last night. There was anger on his face. It could be seen that he usually did not show his emotions if he was able to scare everyone to such a state.

Qin Ran still got out of the car at the same place as before. However, today, she only took two steps before she felt something unusual behind her. It was even more so when she turned into the small alley.

Before she could think carefully, a man suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked Qin Ran on the wall without saying anything. The dagger in his hand was pressed tightly against her slender and fair neck.

"Uncle, please don't kill me. Do you want money? I'll give it all to you! I work in the store. I'll hand over all my salaries to you," Qin Ran pretended to panic and shouted with a trembling voice.

The man ignored her and looked around warily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Qin Ran observed carefully, but she continued to shout in a panic, "Uncle, what are you trying to do? I'm just a little girl who just graduated. I don't know anything. Please, let me go. Just treat it as showing mercy."

In the next second, Qin Ran saw the man before her take out a yellow towel from his pocket and roughly place it on her nose and mouth. A stimulating but familiar smell entered her nose. It was ether.

She was an ace operative and had been trained for more than ten years. Hence, she knew clearly that if she did not struggle now, she would lose consciousness in less than ten seconds. After half a minute, she would lose consciousness. At that time, she would really be meat on someone's chopping board.

Qin Ran's gaze tensed up, then she held onto the man's arm with her right hand and twisted it back, causing the dagger to instantly fall to the ground. Shortly after, she gave the man a backhand shove and kicked him to the ground.

Qin Ran quickly picked up the dagger from the ground and used the same method to press it against the man's neck. "Who are you? Why are you following me?"

"I'm just passing by and I find you hateful!" The man was stubborn.

Without further ado, Qin Ran raised the dagger and stabbed hard into the man's thigh.

He screamed.

She walked through this alley almost every day. This place was considered a dilapidated building and was uninhabited all year round. When she walked over, she had already carefully observed it. She did not even see the shadow of a stray dog or stray cat. Even if he shouted until his throat was hoarse, no one would come.

"I have plenty of patience. If I ask you one more time, I'll stab you again. It's up to you."