CHAPTER 271: CHAPTER 271: FURIOUS OUTBURST

Lin Han clutched her stomach, pretending it was in excruciating pain, and groaned loudly, "My stomach hurts so much."

She exchanged a glance with one of the women, who normally got along well with her. Upon noticing the situation, that woman immediately yelled:

"How dare you bully my friend? Watch me tear you apart!"

The other women also swarmed forward, their faces ferocious. Qin Miaomiao sneered coldly—did they really think she was some helpless kitten?

She kicked one of the women right in the chest without a shred of mercy. Meanwhile, Jiaojiao, who had picked up some self-defense skills, coupled with her tall stature, easily handled the others—it wasn’t even a challenge!

Seeing her friends overwhelmed, Lin Han grabbed a shard of glass and charged forward. Seizing an opening, she slashed straight at Qin Miaomiao’s face!

Caught off guard, Qin Miaomiao instinctively raised her arm to block the attack, leaving a deep gash on her forearm. Blood began to gush out!

"Miaomiao!"

Everyone present was terrified. Qin Miaomiao gazed at Lin Han with a dark and unfathomable expression. Suddenly, the restroom lights flickered off, followed by a blood-curdling scream. No one could tell what had just happened!

Mere seconds later, the lights came back on, revealing Lin Han clutching her face in terror. Blood was smeared all over her left cheek!

"Oh my God, someone’s been murdered!"

One person screamed aloud, and soon, commotion erupted in the hallway outside as curious onlookers tried to swarm in. The women who had come with Lin Han attempted to escape, but Qin Miaomiao swiftly kicked the door shut, sealing off both entry and exit!

Jiaojiao hurriedly tore up her shirt to wrap the wound on Qin Miaomiao’s arm. Her face was ghostly pale. "Let’s go, Miaomiao, we need to get to the hospital!"

Qin Miaomiao handed her phone to Jiaojiao and said, "Call Lu Qing."

Lin Han, still clutching her bloody face, glared at her with icy malice. The others, paralyzed by fear, dared not move—it had escalated from a petty catfight into something far more sinister!

"Qin Miaomiao, you ruined my face—I’ll kill you!"

Lin Han, her face dripping with blood, lunged at her ferociously, knocking her to the ground. Lin Han’s hands locked around Qin Miaomiao’s throat, but Qin Miaomiao delivered a sharp counter-kick, flipping their positions. Now pressing Lin Han beneath her, Qin Miaomiao’s expression turned chillingly fierce. Her bloody fingers tightened around Lin Han’s neck, drops of blood splattering onto Lin Han.

"Want to kill me? Let’s see if you have what it takes."

Her grip grew stronger, making it impossible for Lin Han to breathe. Qin Miaomiao’s face had turned icy cold, a flicker of murderous intent flashing in her eyes. Jiaojiao, thoroughly horrified, rushed to intervene:

"Miaomiao, let go! If you really kill her, you’re doomed."

With so many witnesses around, covering it up would be utterly impossible!

Qin Miaomiao’s expression was terrifyingly grim. Lin Han choked violently under the suffocating grip, her looming death filling her with dread. No matter how hard Jiaojiao tried, her strength was insufficient to pry Qin Miaomiao’s hands away.

Just then, a large, powerful hand pressed gently over Qin Miaomiao’s own, accompanied by a calm voice:

"Miaomiao, let go."

Startled, Qin Miaomiao turned her head and saw Rong Lan’s face. Her expression briefly froze, and she gradually released her hold.

Rong Lan pulled her to her feet, his arm wrapped protectively around her shoulder. Blood continued to stream from her arm, and Lin Han’s wound on her left cheek looked equally horrifying—the situation was growing critical!

The other women seized the moment to slip away quietly. Rong Lan scooped Qin Miaomiao into his arms and instructed Jiaojiao:

"I’ll take her to the hospital first—you handle the rest."

With those words, he carried her out. As they reached the door, someone stepped into his path—Lu Qing!

Lu Qing’s expression was as chilling as ice, an alarming fury clouding his face, particularly upon seeing the wound on her left arm. His demeanor was one of near-livid rage, as though he could devour someone whole!

Without hesitation, he extended his arms to take Qin Miaomiao. Yet Rong Lan did not loosen his grip. Lu Qing fixed his gaze on Rong Lan, his eyes seething with uncontrollable fury:

"Let go."