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Lu Xiaoran opened Liu Qingwan's hand, looking at her with an expression as if she were nothing more than a disgusting piece of trash.
"Get away from me, don't touch me."
Liu Qingwan was startled; she had never seen Lu Xiaoran so fierce before, and she stood there, at a loss for what to do.
"Get out of my house right now, do you hear me?"
Seeing Liu Qingwan standing there motionless, Lu Xiaoran continued to yell at her.
This time, Liu Qingwan was genuinely frightened. She could sense the murderous intent radiating from Lu Xiaoran and felt that if she stayed in this room any longer, Lu Xiaoran might really kill her.
Without even grabbing her bag or changing her clothes, Liu Qingwan panicked and pushed the door open, running outside.
Lu Xiaoran watched her retreating figure with furrowed brows, his fists clenched so tightly that they creaked.
From the conversation he had overheard that day, it seemed Liu Qingwan had received information from Yi Research Institute ahead of time. However, not only did she fail to inform Lu Xiaoran about it or help him find a way to escape, but she also actively opened the door to let them in to capture him. It could be said that she had personally pushed Lu Xiaoran into hell.
For a brief moment, Lu Xiaoran truly wanted to rush over and strangle this woman to death.
However, after thinking it through calmly, he realized that there were still three weeks until the end. Killing someone now would lead to trouble if it aroused police suspicion.
Moreover, letting that woman die would honestly be too easy for her; it would be better for her to live through the end and experience the feeling of being without food or water while being poisoned by gas.
At this rate, Lu Xiaoran probably wouldn’t even need to lift a finger; this woman would die in endless pain and despair.
With that thought, Lu Xiaoran sighed, locked the door behind him, and returned inside.
After running out of Lu Xiaoran's house, Liu Qingwan cried all the way home.
Upon opening her front door, she found her mother, Fang Yue, sitting on the sofa engrossed in a drama.
Seeing her daughter return in tears, Fang Yue turned her head and asked, "What’s wrong, Qing Wan? Didn’t you go to Lu Xiaoran’s house? Did you two have a fight?"
Liu Qingwan nodded through her tears. Fang Yue thought this kind of thing wasn’t a big deal and smiled reassuringly at her daughter: "It’s normal for young couples to bicker a little; don’t take it to heart. Your father and I used to argue all the time too, but we still ended up spending our lives together."
Seeing that her mother didn’t understand the gravity of the situation, Liu Qingwan shook her head and whispered through sobs: "Mom, Lu Xiaoran said he wants to break up."
"What did you say? Break up?"
Fang Yue shot up from the sofa in disbelief.
In the past, even when Lu Xiaoran had a quarrel with Liu Qingwan, he would always take the initiative to apologize and buy some gifts to smooth things over. He had never mentioned breaking up.
Now that they were both engaged, how could they even consider breaking up at this moment? If they really went through with it, wouldn't their engagement be rendered void? In that case, the previously agreed-upon bride price of one hundred eighty-eight thousand, along with Lu Xiaoran's promise to write only his daughter's name on a new house, would all be meaningless.
Thinking about this, Fang Yue became anxious and hurriedly asked Liu Qingwan to recount the details of the situation to her.
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