"Miss Qinghuang, what are you doing!"
"Put down the gun quickly!"
"Miss Qinghuang, let's talk this over, don't act impulsively!"
The researcher's exclamation elicited a cold laugh from Qinghuang.
"There's nothing to say between me and a lunatic!"
Long Xingkui gestured to the researcher to turn off the therapy machine. She sat up from the experiment bed; she knew why Qinghuang was so angrily pointing the gun at her. Long Xingkui showed a proud smile.
"I thought you no longer had feelings for Feng Zheyu. I didn't expect you would still draw a gun at me for him!"
"Our shared goal is Lu Xiaoyou. Why did you target Zheyu?"
Qinghuang questioned her, provoking a cold laugh from Long Xingkui.
"Fool! If someone is hiding in the Feng Family, ask them what their attitude towards Lu Xiaoyou is now!"
Reminded by Long Xingkui in this way, Qinghuang was stunned for a moment.
