After Prison, She Shocks the World-Chapter 45: Just Missing Me Like This

Lu Zhan, clutching his hand that was missing two fingers, rolled on the ground in agony.

Su Junxian said angrily, "Lu Ji, you’ve got some nerve!"

Lu Ji sneered. "Fair’s fair. My disciple took the punishment on my behalf. What’s the problem?"

He looked provocatively at Fu Bing. When he noticed Wu Shi covering Fu Bing’s eyes, he laughed even more wildly.

"Daring to bet with such little courage!"

Su Junxian made a gesture of invitation. "After you, please, the two of you."

Lu Ji knew he had offended the Su Family. To avoid losing other elite clients, he maintained the image of a master and left with his head held high.

Wu Shi lowered his hand.

Su Junxian had already had the scene cleaned up.

The previous commotion seemed as if it had never happened, and everyone continued to clink glasses and exchange drinks.

Fu Bing felt there was no point in staying, so she said goodbye to Su Junxian and left.

Once in the car, Fu Bing started, "Aunt Ning must be Lu Ji’s junior martial sister. With Lu Ji showing up, he’s very likely to target Aunt Ning."

Wu Shi typed quickly, "He has tried so hard for so many years, and the moment you appeared, you stole the spotlight from him. With his vengeful nature, he won’t let you go, let alone the people behind you. He might already be waiting on the road to ambush us."

Fu Bing pondered for a moment. "Let’s head home first. We’ll devise a plan to deal with him tomorrow."

Wu Shi looked ahead, a cold flash in his eyes, and typed, "Too late."

Fu Bing suddenly looked up.

Several cars had appeared out of nowhere on the empty road and were speeding towards their car.

Wu Shi quickly turned the car around and drove back the way they came.

The little pink car sprinted through the darkness. And indeed, one could always trust the Wuling Hongguang. Small as it was, it was truly fast, especially when darting through narrow alleys.

Lu Ji stared at the agile pink car, refusing to believe that such a small electric vehicle could last much longer.

The pink car emerged from the other end of the alley. Fu Bing had barely a moment to catch her breath before the car abruptly jerked and stalled completely.

"What happened?" Fu Bing asked.

Wu Shi pointed at the dashboard.

The battery was completely drained.

Fu Bing was speechless.

The sound of car engines from behind them grew closer.

Fu Bing pursed her lips and quickly suppressed her fear.

Seeing her composed expression, Wu Shi smiled.

Wu Shi was the first to jump out of the car. The dim streetlight elongated his upright spine, the shadow falling precisely on Fu Bing, enveloping her in a sense of complete security.

Fu Bing also got out of the car.

Wu Shi turned and glared at her.

Fu Bing said, "They have more people. I’m worried."

Wu Shi withdrew his gaze and coldly looked ahead.

Seeing the pink car, Lu Ji laughed wildly. "I thought you guys were more capable than this."

"Brothers, leave Film Empress Fu behind! Kill the man and dump him in the sewer."

A mute. Easy to kill. Lu Ji thought. As for Fu Bing... her value as a gift to someone influential—perhaps as a pet or to help cure someone’s illness—was an excellent choice.

The more Lu Ji thought about it, the more pleased he became.

Many people jumped out of the cars.

Wu Shi crossed his arms, watched them, and softly blew a whistle.

From both sides of the dark alley, numerous white masks appeared like ghosts. The masks had three holes carved out: two for eyes and one for a mouth. They were especially unnerving in the night.

Lu Ji’s face instantly turned as pale as paper.

"The Wronged Souls?"

Lu Zhan, bearing the pain in his hand, asked, "Master, what are the Wronged Souls?"

"If you want to live, shut up and run!" Lu Ji gritted his teeth.

He never expected that the man beside Fu Bing could actually control the Wronged Souls. These people, every single one of them, had crawled out of hell. Unafraid of death! Unstoppable until their goal was met!

Wu Shi coldly watched Lu Ji.

A low whistle sounded.

Fu Bing’s eyes were covered once again. Her ears still heard the wails of those people.

When the hand covering her eyes was lowered, only the cars remained in the dim alley. The people were gone. Unidentified bloodstains trickled on the ground.

Wu Shi stared expressionlessly at a pair of eyeballs on the ground.

Those were Lu Ji’s eyeballs.

Those eyes had stared at Fu Bing’s face and chest more than once.

Fu Bing pursed her lips. "Wu Shi, you..."

Wu Shi looked at her, silent. He methodically kicked the pair of eyeballs into the shadows.

Fu Bing sighed. "We are one. I have a part in these matters too."

A smile appeared in Wu Shi’s eyes.

He liked hearing that.

Fu Bing and Wu Shi pushed the car to the nearest free charging station. After plugging it in to charge, the two sat on a nearby bench. Fu Bing finally had time to go over the events of the banquet that night.

Qin Jinhai hadn’t shown up. No one from the Qin Family had attended either. Logically, that shouldn’t have been the case. There was no public conflict between the Qin and Su Families, and the Su Family wouldn’t have failed to invite the Qin Family. Yet, no one from the Qin Family was there. Was it because the Su Family had no daughter for a marriage alliance that the Qin Family didn’t even bother with public courtesies? The Qin Family couldn’t be that shortsighted. Something must have detained the Qin family members.

Wu Shi patted his knee, signaling that Fu Bing could lean on him to rest if she was tired.

Fu Bing shook her head, forcing herself to say, "I’m not tired."

She still wasn’t used to having such close contact with any man other than Qin Jinhai.

Thinking this, Fu Bing sent a message to Qin Jinhai.

"You didn’t attend the Su family’s banquet?"

The message was sent, disappearing like a stone into the sea.

Fu Bing and Wu Shi sat by the roadside for two hours. Only after the car had a decent charge did they get in and drive home.

Fu Bing didn’t return to Qin Jinhai’s villa but went straight to her own. After arranging a room for Wu Shi, she quickly washed up.

Before going to sleep, she glanced at her phone. She saw Qin Jinhai’s reply.

"Miss me this much?"

Screw you!

Fu Bing threw her phone aside and went to sleep.

「Downstairs.」

Qin Jinhai lay on the soft bed, smiling with great satisfaction.

The Wronged Souls were an intentional vulnerability he had left for her. It was to put her at ease and also to let others know that the Wronged Souls were with her, so they wouldn’t dare to touch her recklessly. Even if he wasn’t by her side, she wouldn’t need to worry about her safety. He couldn’t be Wu Shi twenty-four hours a day, but the Wronged Souls could accompany her twenty-four hours a day.

***

Fu Bing was awakened by a kiss. Her lips were being kissed tenderly and meticulously, with extreme gentleness. The person gently kissed her entire body, not even sparing her most private places.

Fu Bing opened her eyes and saw Qin Jinhai’s familiar silhouette. Not yet fully awake, she was swept into the deep sea by the waves he stirred.

Seeing her dazed look, Qin Jinhai wished he could meld her into his very bones.

By the end, Fu Bing was too lazy to even move her fingers.

And that bastard, refreshed and cheerful, took a shower and even went downstairs to prepare a lavish breakfast.

Qin Jinhai asked, "Eat in bed, or are you getting up?"

Fu Bing glared at him several times, enduring the soreness in her back as she went into the bathroom.

Qin Jinhai went downstairs, humming a song lightly.

Listening to him hum, Fu Bing’s mood also inexplicably lightened.

She herself didn’t understand why.

As they ate breakfast together, Qin Jinhai said, "Those who offended you last night are all gone. You were quite ruthless."

"You flatter me."

"Lu Ji was easy to deal with, but the people behind him aren’t."

"Who’s behind him? His sect?"

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