Shen Qi looked at him coldly. "I love Shen Ranxin too. How could I stand by and watch him get hurt? But getting rid of Lu Zhi now is the only way. Better short-term pain than long-term suffering. Do you want Shen Ranxin to end up with Lu Zhi again?"
Cheng Cheng fell silent for a moment, then slowly released his collar. Hoarsely, he said, "Even so... if Shen Ranxin remembers that incident, who can guarantee he won't fall into severe depression again like before, thinking about suicide every moment?"
Shen Qi gave a short laugh. "I can."
Cheng Cheng turned to look at him.
"I imagine you're unwilling to accept it too." Shen Qi spoke softly. "Shen Ziqing's research was never fully completed before he was burned to death on that set. Shen Ranxin was the only work he left behind. If you want to finish that research, it can only be Shen Ranxin... As long as Lu Zhi is around, Shen Ranxin will never obediently let you manipulate him."
"Let's work together."
Shen Qi held out a hand to him, his tone chillingly cold.
"I'm willing to share him with you."
"How about it?"
Cheng Cheng took a deep breath. "What makes you think I'll agree?"
Shen Qi raised an eyebrow and said softly, "I'll give you time to think. But consider this carefully—if you work with me, you might still get to touch Shen Ranxin. If Lu Zhi remains, you won't even be able to pick up a single strand of his hair. Do you believe that?"
Cheng Cheng said nothing and turned to leave.
Shen Qi remained where he was and did not call after him.
He knew Cheng Cheng had already wavered. Like Shen Ziqing, he was a vile, selfish person. His love for Shen