You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

Lin Chen leaned down, his warm breath brushing against Ye Qingcheng's ear, touching her sensitive earlobe.

Ye Qingcheng's delicate body trembled, and her ears instantly flushed a captivating blush.

He quickly gave a few instructions in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes widened, her initial astonishment turning into shock, and finally transforming into a complex expression that mixed with embarrassment and a hint of elation.

Looking at the man in front of her, she realized for the first time that he was incredibly audacious!

……

Half an hour later.

The piercing sirens of police cars and ambulances tore through the night sky amidst the torrential rain.

Several vehicles with flashing red and blue police lights violently drove into the Ye family manor.

Soon, astonishing news spread like wildfire through Jiangcheng's high society circles at an incredible speed.

Ye Qingcheng, the female president of the Ye Group, was assassinated at home. She was poisoned and fell into a coma. She was rushed to the top private hospital in the suburbs for emergency treatment!

Their fate is unknown!

The news caused an uproar throughout the city!

This was precisely the scheme Lin Chen had personally orchestrated.

A trap tailor-made for that arrogant "clown," a snare to lure him out!

……

St. Mary's Private Hospital, VIP ward on the top floor.

The entire floor was cleared out, and the atmosphere was as solemn as a military restricted area.

On the hospital bed, Ye Qingcheng lay quietly, dressed in a clean white hospital gown.

Her face was covered in a pale makeup, her lips were bloodless, and there were even a few "tear stains" at the corners of her eyes with special cosmetics, making her look pitiful and endearing.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged on a chair by the bed, holding a Fuji apple and a fruit knife in his hand.

With a flash of light, the apple peel formed a complete line in his hand and floated down.

He cut the peeled apple into small pieces, inserted a toothpick, and handed it to Ye Qingcheng's mouth.

"Come on, open your mouth, let's get some vitamins."

"I don't want to!"

Ye Qingcheng turned her head away, her voice filled with suppressed shame and indignation.

"Why would I, a patient in a 'coma,' eat an apple!"

"If you're going to act, you have to go all the way."

Lin Chen, with a self-righteous air, handed the apple forward again.

"What if the assassin has thermal imaging or a vital signs detector? What if he notices your low blood sugar?"

"you……"

Ye Qingcheng was so angry that her chest heaved, but she was helpless against this rogue.

Just as she was about to open her mouth...

"Bang!"

The heavy door to the ward was kicked open from the outside!

Su Qingge was dressed in a black combat uniform, her figure was dashing, and she exuded a cold aura that kept strangers at bay.

A squad of heavily armed special police officers followed behind her, charging in menacingly!

However, the bloody scene of the criminals and hostages that was expected did not occur.

All she saw was Ye Qingcheng, who should have been "unconscious," leaning against the bed, one hand affectionately holding Lin Chen's arm.

Meanwhile, that bastard Lin Chen was holding up a piece of apple and was about to put it into Ye Qingcheng's mouth in an ambiguous manner!

That instant.

Su Qingge felt like her blood was freezing.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

The air in the ward seemed to be frozen by the chill.

Ignoring her bewildered SWAT officers, she strode over to the bedside.

The high-heeled combat boots stomped on the floor, making a "tap, tap, tap" sound, each tap feeling like it was stepping on Lin Chen's heart.

"Mr. Ye."

Su Qingge's voice was so cold it could drop ice shards.

"You can loosen your grip now."

"He's a policeman, not your body pillow."

Lin Chen jolted awake, his survival instinct kicking in, and instinctively tried to pull his arm back.

But Ye Qingcheng's arms were like iron clamps, and she hugged him even tighter!

A woman's intuition told Ye Qingcheng that the moment she saw Su Qingge, she sensed intense hostility and... jealousy.

Her queenly heart was instantly ignited.

Instead of letting go, Ye Qingcheng deliberately shrank her whole body into Lin Chen's arms, her pale and sickly face making her look particularly weak and helpless.

She raised her eyes and spoke to Su Qingge in a tearful tone.

"Officer Su, I'm so scared."

"Consultant Lin said he would protect me 24 hours a day."

That voice, that posture—the green tea's level of sophistication is on another level!

Su Qingge's fist clenched instantly.

The knuckles made a cracking sound from the excessive force.

A magma called "rage" surged wildly within her chest, almost bursting forth!

Lin Chen was sandwiched between two women with overwhelming presence, and he felt a cold sweat suddenly pour down his back.

On the left is the "gentle haven" of the Ice Queen, and on the right is the "battlefield" of the Violent Policewoman.

This is hardly what you call protecting the crime scene.

This is clearly an execution site!

He coughed lightly, trying to break the suffocating atmosphere.

"Um... cough cough, let's get down to business, getting down to business is the priority!"

"The assassin will definitely come to finish us off, we have to..."

"I'll deal with you when we get back!"

Su Qingge glared fiercely at Lin Chen, the murderous intent in her eyes making Lin Chen have no doubt that he might really be "physically punished" when he got home tonight.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anger, and regained her professional demeanor as the head of the serious crimes unit.

"Everyone! Seal off all exits. Live feeds from the monitoring room are being transmitted to me. Any suspicious individuals are to be killed on sight!"

"yes!"

The special police officers responded enthusiastically and quickly dispersed, setting up a tight net around the hospital.

The ward was temporarily calmed down.

But the invisible sparks still crackled between the two women.

At the end of the corridor.

The elevator doors slid open silently.

A male doctor wearing a blue medical mask slowly walked out, pushing a stainless steel medicine cart.

His eyes were calm and still, his steps were steady and powerful, without a single unnecessary movement.

But as he passed a surveillance camera overhead, his eyelids drooped almost imperceptibly for 0.1 seconds, perfectly avoiding any eye contact with the camera.

He pushed the cart slowly and deliberately, walking step by step towards the VIP special care ward that was already shrouded in the shadow of death.

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