I created a foundation

She needs time.

Even if it's just thirty seconds, no, ten seconds is enough.

She needed to use her best words to delay this mysterious, uncertain and dangerous man in front of her.

However, facing her perfect and flawless performance, Lin Qing's reaction once again exceeded her expectations.

He didn't speak.

He simply pulled over the chair that belonged to the guest, which Kaguya thought the guest had no right to sit on, crossed his legs, and sat down leisurely.

His face still had that warm smile that seemed to see through everything. He watched her "one-man show" quietly and with interest.

His silence, more than any verbal rebuttal, made Kaguya feel an unprecedented and enormous pressure.

She felt like a clown on stage, performing with all her might, while the other person was the sole audience member who understood the entire script. All her schemes, all her rhetoric, all her disguises were exposed in the other person's calm and profound eyes.

how come?

Why did the name "Shinomiya Family", which was enough to attract the attention of the Japanese Prime Minister, have no effect on him?

Who is he, and where does his confidence come from?

Kaguya's heart sank bit by bit, but her expression remained the same, the absolute calmness that belonged to an ice queen.

Her finger had already touched the cold button that represented the final safety.

Just one more word, just three more seconds of delay and she would be able to press it!

She maintained a perfect business smile on her face, preparing to buy herself this last bit of time with a curious question about the "truth of the world."

Lin Qing suddenly laughed.

He shook his head, as if he was tired of this boring performance, and spoke softly, as if talking to himself.

"The rules of the Shinomiya family are very interesting."

"but……"

He slowly stood up from the chair.

He walked slowly towards Kaguya's huge desk, which symbolized power.

Every step he took was like a heavy hammer, hitting Kaguya's heartstrings, which were already tense to the extreme.

Chapter 0032: Your rules don’t apply to me

Lin Qing's footsteps were light and steady.

Every step he took seemed to follow the rhythm of the expensive, hand-woven pure wool carpet in the student union room, without making a single unnecessary sound.

But the movement of him moving forward was like an invisible, red-hot iron, branding Kaguya Shinomiya's nerves so hard that she felt her breathing stop.

The fingertips of her hand hidden under the table were already cold, and she was less than a centimeter away from the red button that represented the final safety.

Faster, faster! Just give me one more second!

Her heart was screaming wildly, but her face still maintained that perfect, impeccable expression of an ice queen.

However, Lin Qing did not give her this second.

He had already walked to her huge mahogany desk, which symbolized supreme power, and was looking down at the daughter of Japan's top chaebol who was sitting upright.

The warm smile on his face had disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a pure, emotionless calmness, as if he was looking at a dead object.

He looked at her red eyes that were full of vigilance and calculation, at her small movements hidden under the table that were about to trigger the alarm, and at her ridiculous posture as if she was still trying to solve the problem with "rules" and "decency".

He felt a little annoyed.

Yes, boredom.

I feel pure and heartfelt disgust towards this power game between mortals, which is full of hypocrisy, temptation, and self-righteousness.

"Those little tricks of yours," he finally spoke, his voice low, but like a thunderclap, exploding in Kaguya's ears, "those negotiation skills of yours, the rules of the Shinomiya family that you are so proud of..."

The corner of Lin Qing's mouth curled up into an arc full of mockery and disdain.

"For me, none of it works."

This sentence, like a final judgment, completely shattered all of Kaguya's disguises and plans!

She realized that the other party had seen through everything about her from the very beginning! He had never thought of "talking" with her!

Without the slightest hesitation, Kaguya's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and the hand hidden under the table used all her strength to poke at the red button!

This is her last and only chance!

Just press it and everything can be saved!

however……

The feeling she felt at her fingertips was not the familiar, cold touch of the button.

But it is a void.

Zero point zero second before her finger touched the button.

It was a moment that could not be measured in time, before her retina could even capture any image.

Lin Qing, who was originally standing in front of her desk, disappeared.

The next moment, a tremendous force that she could neither comprehend nor resist came from behind her. She felt as if someone had lifted her from the expensive leather seat that symbolized her power, as lightly as a kitten.

At this moment, her body was completely out of control.

Her vision was spinning.

She saw the extremely familiar and luxurious desk, the piles of documents, the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and the dazzling night view of Tokyo outside the window, all spinning and blurring rapidly before her eyes, and finally turning into a chaotic mass of colors.

She didn't even have time to let out a cry of surprise.

A precise hand knife with a hint of cool body temperature, like the most delicate surgical operation, gently cut her snow-white, slender and extremely fragile neck without deviation.

No pain.

Only a tingling, tidal-like feeling of powerlessness instantly swept over her whole body.

Her consciousness, like a light that had been unplugged, began to quickly and irreversibly fall into endless, pure darkness.

The last moment before consciousness is completely cut off.

Her high-speed brain, belonging to "Ice Kaguya", only had time to flash through a fragmented thought full of absurdity and confusion.

"It's a lie...right..."

This speed... this power...

How could there be... such a... monster... in this world?

……

Lin Qing let go of his hand and let the completely unconscious young lady fall limply towards him.

He reached out and easily took her into his arms.

The girl's body was soft and slender, with a faint fragrance like grass after rain.

But he didn't have any extra thoughts about it.

He just glanced at the sleeping face in his arms, which had lost all coldness and disguise due to loss of consciousness, and looked extremely delicate and fragile. He also glanced at the blonde maid who was also sleeping peacefully on the sofa not far away.

He scratched his head in some distress.

Taking them away one by one seems a bit too troublesome.

So he made the simplest and most effective decision.

He walked to the sofa, like a househusband who had just returned home from the market, and easily, even a little roughly, picked up the unconscious Hayasaka Ai from the sofa, and then casually threw her over his left shoulder as if he was carrying a bag of rice.

Then, he threw Kaguya Shinomiya in his arms onto his right shoulder in the same way.

There is a blonde maid on the left shoulder and a black-haired lady on the right shoulder.

These two girls are top-notch beauties who are worthy of being called "god's favored daughters" in Shuchiin Academy and even in the upper class of Tokyo, and are the dream of countless people.

At this moment, they were carried on Lin Qing's shoulders, one on each side, without any dignity, like two trophies of war.

If this scene was seen by other people in the student council, such as the secretary Fujiwara Chika who was deeply in love with the president, they would probably have a mental breakdown on the spot because of the overwhelming impact of the scene.

But Lin Qing didn't care about it at all.

He just weighed the weight on his shoulders and nodded with satisfaction.

Well, it's very light and does not affect movement at all.

Carrying these two "troubles", he calmly walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and pushed it open.

The evening breeze whistled in from the third floor, ruffling the black hair in front of his forehead.

He glanced down at the meticulously tended garden, which looked peaceful and beautiful in the night, and listened to the chaotic footsteps in the distance of the corridor, which were getting closer and closer because of the alarm.

He no longer hesitated, holding the two sleeping girls on his shoulders, and jumped.

His figure drew a graceful parabola in the air, completely ignoring the influence of gravity, and landed silently in the shadows deep in the garden.

Then, after a few flashes, it completely disappeared into the boundless night of Xiuzhiyuan.

All that was left was the empty student union room with the windows wide open, as if nothing had happened, waiting for the bewildered security guards who were about to break in.