Chapter 109: A Single Word Decides Life and Death

Murong Yun walked straight to Qin Yiling’s bedside.

“Miss Yiling, I’m sorry for the suffering you’ve endured this time,” Murong Yun said.

“Murong Yun… what do you want? I don’t have long to live like this. If you kill me, it might even be a favor. But no matter how much you try to cover it up, the Qin family won’t let this go,” Qin Yiling replied.

The blood abscess pustules tormented Qin Yiling unbearably, and death now seemed like a release. There was no trace of fear on her face.

“As long as you want to live, you don’t have to die. Mr. Lin can cure the blood abscess pustules. I can also ask him to treat you,” Murong Yun said.

“But there must be conditions, right?” Qin Yiling, also very clever, immediately guessed Murong Yun’s intentions.

“Dealing with smart people is easier. You’re smart, Miss Yiling, so I don’t need to say much. It’s up to you whether you want to live or die,” Murong Yun said.

Qin Yiling was weighing the pros and cons silently. If she wanted to survive, she had to cover up Xue Pengju and Xu Feihong’s deaths so the Qin family would stop pursuing the matter.

That was the price of the deal.

“Aren’t you afraid that after you get better and leave Luocheng, you’ll regret it? The dead include my cousin and my father’s trusted aide,” Qin Yiling said after a moment of silence.

“Since Mr. Lin can cure the blood abscess pustules, he must also know how not to cure it completely. If you go back on your word, it will be a dead end for you,” Murong Yun replied.

“Are you trying to threaten and control me? You’re mistaken. I, Qin Yiling, would rather die than be your puppet under long-term control,” Qin Yiling declared.

The two intelligent women exchanged words full of calculation and schemes.

Lin Yang remained silent, understanding Murong Yun’s method of resolution. But Qin Yiling was not so easy to control. It was a question of which woman would outsmart the other.

“What I mentioned is just one method. I won’t need to use it on you. I believe you, Miss Yiling, will not go back on your promise,” Murong Yun said.

“Why should you trust me? Don’t think you know me well,” Qin Yiling said, feeling cornered and frustrated to be seen through by Murong Yun.

“Xue Pengju killed my secretary Jiang Lin without cause. Killing must be punished by death. He deserves his fate. I suggest you investigate him carefully after you return. You might find something—perhaps your illness is related to him,” Murong Yun said.

“Nonsense! Xue Pengju is my cousin. How could he harm me? Stop sowing discord,” Qin Yiling snorted coldly.

“Think about what he did at the hospital. He never wanted to cure you. If he’s not a fool, he wouldn’t have offended Mr. Lin indiscriminately. There’s no benefit in that. But he stirred things up in the clumsiest way. Doesn’t the whole situation seem unreasonable? Didn’t you stop him just now?” Murong Yun said.

Murong Yun had always suspected this. Xue Pengju’s intentions were obvious from start to finish.

“Of course, if your cousin is as arrogant and brainless as your secretary, just forget I said anything,” Li Yan, seeing Murong Yun scold her, wanted to retort but stopped when she noticed Lin Yang nearby and realized her life depended on both of them.

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