Chapter 30 Late-Night Phone Call, Han Xian Mother and Daughter Take Action

 Chapter 30: Late-Night Phone Call, Han Xian Mother and Daughter Take Action

Han Kexin was really scared by Qin Ruan, and her little face was as pale as a sheet.

Han Xian felt disgusted with her cowardly appearance, and her tone turned cold. "Are you possessed or something? Don't you know about colored contact lenses? There's no such thing as ghosts in this world, it's obviously her doing!"

"If she really is a ghost, then I am the King of Hell who will collects her!" Han Xian continued with determination.

Han Kexin had always blindly believed in Han Xian, and her fear was somewhat pacified by her mother's firm tone. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked, "Mom, what should we do?"

Han Xian's eyes flashed with a cruel light as she stared at her daughter and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have the video footage from the Royal Court Hotel?"

"Yes," Han Kexin nodded.

Han Xian sneered, her tone sinister and full of malice. "Hand it over to the media and let everyone know that Qin's daughter is living an unscrupulous life. Throw dirt on her, the more the better! Make this matter big, the more people know about it, the better. I want to completely ruin her!"

Han Kexin's expression changed slightly. "That night, Qin Ruan wasn't in the room I arranged for her. She was with someone else, not Rong Jing."

Rong Jing was a wealthy second-generation man with a bit of power in Han Kexin's circle, who liked beautiful women. Unfortunately, that night, Qin Ruan didn't roll with him. Instead, she had a romantic relationship with Master Hou, who was highly regarded in the capital and was standing on the clouds for people to admire.

Fortunately, she discovered it in time and came up with a plan to switch the two.

Otherwise, this big advantage would have really been given to that bitch, Qin Ruan.

Thinking of meeting with the Master family tomorrow, Han Kexin's pale face showed a few excited blushes.

"You fool! Just photoshop that woman to look like Qin Ruan, it's that simple! Why do I have to teach you such a simple thing!" Han Xian was really angry today and felt a bit confused. She felt that things were going out of control for her.

She had always loved her daughter so much, but her tone became more severe.

Han Kexin eagerly wanted to ruin Qin Ruan, and she didn't care about Han Xian's harsh tone. Her eyes shone brightly. "I'll do it right away! Tomorrow, that woman will be completely ruined!"

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Late at night, Qin Ruan lay in bed, hugging the quilt tightly in her arms, sleeping soundly and deeply. 

Her phone, placed on the bedside table, lit up, and a startling explosion of the phone rang out. 

At the moment the sound rang out, Qin Ruan sat up suddenly. 

With a confused expression, her eyes flashed with caution. She quickly surveyed the surroundings with her still unfocused eyes. 

Upon realizing that she was in her familiar bedroom, Qin Ruan's cautious gaze softened slightly. 

The ringing of her phone continued, its harsh and jarring sound filling the room. It was a work of a rock musician that Qin Ruan particularly liked in her past life. Although she truly liked him in her previous life, in this life she only felt a slight tremble in her heart, with her nerves tensed and restless. 

Hearing such a stimulating and explosive sound late at night, which was comparable to the music played at a nightclub, Qin Ruan shuddered involuntarily. 

She reached out to pick up the phone from the bedside table, and a high-definition screen displayed an unmarked incoming call. 

Qin Ruan's eyes quickly darkened as she looked at the brightly lit screen. She recognized the number, even though they had never spoken on the phone before. 

Two days ago, she had personally received the name card from this person. 

It was likely that Han Xian, mother and daughter, had taken action and this person was calling her in the middle of the night. 

Qin Ruan slid her finger across the phone screen and answered the call. 

"Hello?" 

A slightly nervous male voice came from the phone speaker: "Miss Qin, just ten minutes ago, someone anonymously sent some indecent videos to the company, and they want it to be on the front page of tomorrow's Creation Entertainment newspaper." 

(End of this chapter)