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Lan Qingqing distributed flyers one by one, each one filled with scathing criticism of the Cosmetic Surgery Institution and Hua Rongxiao, exposing the unscrupulous tactics of this shady operation. How many faces had been ruined by their hands! Some had even inexplicably lost organs!
After handing out the flyers for Hua Yan Institute, Lan Qingqing drove to Du Guangwei's Cosmetic Surgery Institution. She was determined to bring down Du Guangwei's establishment. After all, no one dared to touch her now; she knew that wherever she went, there were bodyguards sent by Tong Le to protect her. At least for now, her miserable life was safe.
Lan Qingqing handed out flyers to everyone she encountered. Halfway through, she placed a flyer into the hands of a familiar face—Wu Youyou.
Lan Qingqing looked up, and the atmosphere turned strange as they faced each other, enemies meeting at last.
Wu Youyou casually grabbed a small stack of flyers and stood beside Lan Qingqing, mimicking her actions and starting to distribute them as well.
Lan Qingqing was puzzled. "What are you doing?"
Wu Youyou replied nonchalantly, "I heard you’re dying soon. I was originally planning to let you die by my hand, but this outcome isn’t bad either. I don’t have to lift a finger; heaven is doing it for me."
Wu Youyou glanced down at the accusations on the flyer and said, "It’s well-written. This group centered around Hua Rongxiao should be dealt with quickly."
Lan Qingqing saw through her intentions. "You came here to watch me make a fool of myself. With your vengeful nature, if I hadn’t been diagnosed with a terminal illness, you would have been waiting for an opportunity to retaliate against me."
Wu Youyou turned to look at Lan Qingqing and smirked. "At least you’re perceptive; you understand quite well. I’m very satisfied with your current situation. I don’t even need to get my hands dirty to see you suffer! Just look at yourself now; you look like a ghost. You’re practically a living advertisement—anyone who sees you outside any Cosmetic Surgery Institution would think twice about entering."
With a triumphant smile, Wu Youyou continued, "But I really can’t understand why you would turn yourself into such a monster. When you were hospitalized at the Cosmetic Surgery Institution, they were renovating at that time. I occasionally came by to check things out and even slipped some money to the renovation workers to help me secretly film videos of you."
Recalling that moment sent chills down Wu Youyou’s spine. "When I watched the videos of you back then, oh boy, it looked like a war zone—your face was all swollen and bloodied. I don’t know what you were hoping for."
Lan Qingqing didn’t react much to Wu Youyou’s words; she had already given up on her own face. However, she caught the key point in what Wu Youyou said.
"You just mentioned that while we were both hospitalized for surgery, you had the renovation workers at the Cosmetic Surgery Institution secretly film videos of me?"
Wu Youyou nodded. "Yeah, what’s wrong? So what if I filmed two videos of you?"
Lan Qingqing grabbed Wu Youyou's arm urgently. "Where are those videos? Do you still have them?"
Wu Youyou pushed Lan Qingqing away in disgust. "What are you doing? With your current state, why are you still obsessing over those videos? Are you crazy?"
Lan Qingqing pressed on desperately. "The videos! Do you still have them on your phone? Show them to me! I need evidence! As long as those videos captured the faces of the doctors or nurses who treated me during my surgery, I can sue Du Guangwei’s Cosmetic Surgery Institution! Do you still have them? Do you?"
Lan Qingqing's expression was fierce and urgent as she awaited Wu Youyou's response.
Even Wu Youyou herself hadn’t expected that her curiosity-driven act of filming would inadvertently help Lan Qingqing in such a significant way.
Of course, she still had the videos—on her phone.
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