Chapter 319: You're Not Qin Ruan, Who Are You?

 Chapter 319: You're Not Qin Ruan, Who Are You?

Such a bizarre scene, Han Xian and Han Kexin didn't even notice it before, they sure have big hearts. Qin Ruan walked towards the mother and daughter with a slow pace. She slightly parted her red lips and questioned, her voice filled with doubt, "It's not about what I did to you, but what you did. Did you orchestrate the Tang family's forced marriage behind my back?" Hearing Qin Ruan's confident tone, Han Xian's face changed slightly. She didn't expect to be discovered so quickly. In recent years, the Tang family has been declining. As long as they were given a slight hint that Qin Ruan is the second-largest shareholder of the Qin Group, it would definitely cause unrest for the Qin family. Were they brought here today because of this? Han Kexin was quick with her words and unhesitatingly admitted, "So what if we did? Do you think you can just kill us to silence us?" When her mother talked to Qin Anmin about this matter, she was present and heard everything. The information they told the Tang family was all true. Whether the Qin family can live in peace also depends on whether they agree or not. "Clap, clap, clap!" Qin Ruan clapped her hands and smiled as she said, "Very well, you dare to take responsibility for your actions." She stood in front of the mother and daughter and released the golden whip that bound them. Just when Han Xian and Han Kexin were about to breathe a sigh of relief, Qin Ruan struck again. She swung the golden whip in her hand and lashed it towards Han Xian's waist. "Crack!" This whip didn't cause much damage to Han Xian's body. But her solidified soul power was shattered, unable to maintain its normal form. The bloody and horrifying wounds from being split in half were once again exposed on Han Xian's body. Her lower body, which was still connected to her legs, instantly separated from her upper body, creating a horrifying and bloody scene. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Seeing this scene, Han Kexin screamed in terror and quickly distanced herself from Han Xian. Her speed was astonishing, almost instantly floating several meters away from Han Xian. Han Xian herself was also frightened, her already pale face filled with astonishment and absurdity. Qin Ruan smirked, looking at the mother and daughter as if they were clowns. "Do you still think you're alive?" Han Kexin questioned her, "What's going on here?!" "That's a question I should be asking you." Qin Ruan walked to the edge of the bed, sat down slowly, and crossed her arms. "You must have provoked something, to be tortured and killed in such a brutal manner." "What nonsense are you talking about!" Han Kexin refused to admit that she was dead. She's only in her twenties, still so young, how is it possible that she died? She firmly believes that Qin Ruan is behind all of this. To this day, she hasn't forgotten the time she saw Qin Ruan's face change in the hallway of the Qin family. Her features were distorted, her eyes tainted with black pupils, eerie and terrified like an evil ghost. That time, she was greatly frightened and even made a fool of herself. She remembers that dark history clearly. If anyone is a ghost, it's Qin Ruan! Facing Han Kexin's stubbornness, Qin Ruan's expression turned scornful and disdainful. Her gaze fell upon Han Xian's upper body, still floating in the void, with her organs scattered about. "And you, do you also think you're not dead?" Han Xian, although more mentally mature than Han Kexin, still struggled to come to terms with the fact that she was already dead. She shook her head at Qin Ruan. "I don't know. I don't remember anything anymore." "Do you remember instigating the conflict between the Qin and Tang families?" "I remember," Han Xian admitted. Qin Ruan asked again, "Do you remember who you had an appointment with last night?" "I was at home last night and didn't go out," Han Xian replied. Qin Ruan turned to Han Kexin, who was hiding nearby, treating Han Xian as a monster. "And what about you?" "Hmph!" Han Kexin refused to answer, her gaze shifting vigilantly between Qin Ruan and Han Xian. She had a gut feeling that Qin Ruan was up to something, even suspecting that Han Xian was a result of her sorcery. Qin Ruan didn't delve further into her suspicious gaze and said to Han Xian, "You had a rendezvous last night." "That's impossible!" Han Xian firmly denied. "Yesterday, I was at home doing chores, and before going to bed, I specifically asked Kexin to close the windows because there was a light rain on the northern side of the city. We clearly slept at home, but woke up here. What is going on?" Han Kexin glared at Qin Ruan angrily. "Yes! What kind of sorcery did you use on us?!" It seemed that neither the mother nor the daughter had any memory of the previous night. Qin Ruan lifted her chin, her delicate eyebrows lightly furrowing as she murmured, "This is strange. You remember everything from the previous days, but the memories of the day you died are completely gone." She frowned and asked the two of them, "Do you know Yan En?" "I know him," Han Xian answered. "How do you know him?!" Han Kexin's hostility emanated strongly compared to Han Xian's calm demeanor. Qin Ruan laughed, a laughter tinged with ill intentions. "Because yesterday, without each other's knowledge, both of you made arrangements to meet him." "That's impossible!" "You're talking nonsense!" The mother and daughter both refuted at the same time. Han Xian and Han Kexin exchanged glances as soon as their words fell. They both knew Yan En and had indeed made arrangements with each other. Could it be... Han Xian's spiritual body drifted toward Han Kexin, swaying beneath her, with bloody organs falling from her abdomen. "Kexin, how did you come to know Yan En?" You see, she had indeed arranged to meet Yan En, and he had informed her in advance that there would be a third person present. "Don't come closer!" Seeing Han Xian approach, Han Kexin was terrified, and her spiritual body swiftly roamed around the room. "Kexin, I am your mother." "No, you're not! Stay away from me!" "Kexin, don't hide. I am really your mother." "Ah, no... you're not! Don't come near me!" The mother and daughter chased each other around the room, causing Qin Ruan a headache. After waiting for a while and seeing no sign of them calming down, Qin Ruan's tone turned cold. "Since you know nothing and are only wasting time, I might as well send you straight to hell." When the mother and daughter heard this, they stopped and stared at Qin Ruan, puzzled and confused. Qin Ruan stood up, her gaze icy as she met their eyes. "Are you sure you don't remember who killed you?" "I really don't know. Were we really with Yan En last night? How did you bring us here? Who are you exactly?" Han Xian's tone became confrontational. In her view, Qin Ruan was the most suspicious one. Qin Ruan didn't hold much hope for the mother and daughter's thought process and ignored their suspicious gazes. Her voice was cold and indifferent. "It is absolutely certain that you were with Yan En. The Criminal Investigation Bureau has already intervened in this case. Last night, my eldest brother and second brother and I went to the hotel for routine questioning, and your spiritual bodies followed us back. Any other questions?" Han Xian's eyes were filled with doubt, and she didn't believe her. "Who are you?" Qin Ruan replied, "I am Qin Ruan." "Paths diverge for different ghost. Why can you see us? You are not Qin Ruan. Who are you?" Han Xian didn't know why, but she felt a sense of fear toward the Qin Ruan in front of her. (End of this chapter)