Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 892: Not convinced? Kill him (112)

Xing Rong raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at him with a smile, her face seemed unusually calm, as if she didn't care about his questioning at all.

She replied calmly, "I don't know what you are talking about. There was nothing wrong with my operation. Your doctors are well aware of this and they can vouch for me."

Zhong Fanle stared at her, as if observing her expression for any flaws. After a moment, his eyes relaxed a little, revealing a hint of anticipation. "So, do you think... can I... still be saved?"

Xing Rong's eyes wandered over him, and he looked like he found it difficult to speak.

"If your men hadn't imprisoned me at the beginning, perhaps you could still be saved. But now..."

What Xing Rong said sounded so real that it was hard to tell the truth from the false.

After all, the real problem did lie with Zhou Silin, and before the operation, she had reminded Zhong Fanle to give Zhou Silin a comprehensive physical examination.

No matter how they investigated, they could not put the blame on her.

The glimmer of expectation in Zhong Fanle's eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless darkness and despair.

However, at this moment, a strange light suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

His voice became low and hoarse, "I...can't survive...you won't get...the things you want...they will be destroyed...along with me."

Xing Rong's eyes flickered slightly. She stared at Zhong Fanle's weak appearance, her heart full of doubts and questions.

"You finally showed up? Or should I say...you woke up?"

However, Zhong Fanle did not respond to her words, but there was a strange smile in his eyes, which made people shudder.

Xing Rong smiled and said calmly but firmly, "Lola is Lin Tan, right? Did you two think that if you sealed yourselves in this human body, I wouldn't notice?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xing Rong's voice was calm but imposing, his eyes fixed on the person on the bed.

The corners of Zhong Fanle's mouth rose slightly, and the weak smile became even more intense, but he remained silent and did not answer Xing Rong's question.

Just when Xing Rong thought he would continue to remain silent, the strange feeling suddenly dissipated without a trace like smoke, and Zhong Fanle's eyes quickly returned to dimness and despair.

Xing Rong knew that Diwu Feng refused to communicate with her and hid again.

Xiao Hei: Little Star, are you sure what you just said is true?

If Lin Tan is Lola and Zhong Fanle is Diwu Feng, then Zhong Fanle and Lin Tan died, and Diwu Feng and Lola awakened in their bodies and took over their bodies. Then was Little Star's mission completed or not?

Xing Rong smiled and comforted it softly: Don't worry, even if they both wake up now, my mission is accomplished.

She seemed to be worried about something about Xiaowei and explained it to it so that it wouldn't worry too much.

But the real concern is not whether they will wake up, but their purpose.

The energy that this small world can withstand is very limited. Once they want to use their own energy to achieve certain goals, I am afraid that this world will collapse directly.

To make matters worse, it is unclear where they have hidden the energy balls they have accumulated in all the worlds before.

If these energy balls were destroyed at once, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Xing Rong returned to her room in a heavy mood, thinking about countermeasures all the way, so much so that she didn't even know when Ming Xi and Zhou Qi would come back.

Ming Xi had actually noticed that Xing Rong's expression was not right a long time ago, but she asked them to hide first. She wanted the housekeeper to prepare the bath water first.

While she was taking a quiet bath alone, she calmed down and sorted out her confused thoughts.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and the entire space was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, making people feel as if they were in the clouds.

The warm water in the bathtub always has slight ripples on its surface, just like a breeze blowing across a calm lake, creating ripples.

The steaming heat spread like a veil, slowly rising and gradually blurring the boundary between the mirror and the tiles. The originally clear scene became hazy, and everything seemed so unreal.

Xing Rong sat quietly in the bathtub, staring at the white mist, as if attracted by it.

She peered through the fog, trying to see the truth hidden behind it, but the fog was like an insurmountable barrier, blocking her sight.

Just as Xing Rong was lost in thought, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the fog.