"Host, as the world's final villain—and a final villain capable of crushing the Male Lead—he's actually very powerful."
"As long as you don't oppose him, just go along with him and coax him a little, and don't make him angry, he definitely won't turn evil."
"Go along with him?"
For someone as extremely patient as her, that was still very easy.
Mm-hmm, that was right. Just go along with him and make sure he didn't turn evil.
444 increasingly felt that it had made a very wise choice by working overtime recently to read so many novels.
"In my previous life, after my clone died, did this world collapse?"
"Wait, let me check."
444 quickly brought up a blue virtual screen and soon found the information it was looking for.
Huh? How could this be?
"What?"
444 was somewhat surprised:
"Not long after you died in your previous life, Host, the villain suddenly turned against the Male Lead and his father for some unknown reason, and frantically suppressed them at the cost of suffering a thousand losses to inflict eight hundred on his enemies."
"But in the end, it was so tragic. Qin Yu and the Guo Family joined forces and forced him into bankruptcy."
"Of course, the Qin Family and the Guo Family also suffered heavy losses. In the very end, the villain and Qin Yu's side perished together, and then the world collapsed."
"Isn't it tragic?" Even 444, as a system, couldn't help sighing.
The villain had power and influence, looks and a good figure, as well as ability.
Yet he ended up with such a fate. No one could have expected it.
But why had he become so frenzied afterward?
He had seemed completely like a madman, disregarding everything.
It was rather strange.
"I don't feel anything." Su Qiao lifted her eyelids, her expression utterly indifferent.
Although the ending hadn't been very good, at least he had once enjoyed glory. Unlike her.
She had been locked up by that bastard Old Poison Ghost for so many years. After finally killing him, she had also taken down the Old Cult Master. Before she had even warmed her seat, she had died just like that.
It was so damn stifling.
Forget it. She'd better focus on what was in front of her first.
...The Host really was made of stone. 444 felt a little melancholy.
Su Qiao silently pondered how she could form an alliance with Qin Mohan.
At present, aside from fifty-two percent of the shares in the Su Family Group, she seemed to have nothing.
In that case, why not simply sell those fifty-two percent of the shares to him?
She didn't understand business, and in her hands, those shares would only attract covetous eyes. She might as well strike at the root of the problem.
Since Qin Mohan would ultimately turn against Qin Yu and his father and fight them so fiercely,
there had to be an irreconcilable grudge between them.
As the saying went, the enemy of my enemy was my friend...
The moment Su Qiao opened her eyes, Qin Mohan noticed.
She had just woken up, and her eyes looked dull and somewhat dazed.
She looked very cute, making people want to reach out and touch her.
But he knew that this little cat's personality was completely at odds with her appearance.
At the thought of the words "Qin Yu's fiancée," a deep displeasure swept through his heart again.
When he thought that the two of them might have held hands and embraced when he wasn't aware of it,
and might even have kissed, Qin Mohan wanted nothing more than to snap that brat Qin Yu's neck.
He lowered his eyes, reining in the viciousness in them and suppressing the restlessness in his heart.
Setting down the documents in his hand, he walked slowly toward the bedside.
"What are you thinking about?"
His deep voice brought Su Qiao back to her senses. She didn't hide her thoughts, instead answering very directly:
"Do you want the Su Family's shares?"
Qin Mohan raised his brows but didn't answer the question directly.
He sat down on the chair beside the bed, his gaze falling on her right leg wrapped in gauze. "Does it still hurt?"
Su Qiao followed his gaze to her right leg. "It's fine."
That bit of pain didn't even register in her eyes.
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