The manager was startled and quickly reached out to support him: "Are you okay? Is everything alright? That woman is really too much—how could she say such over-the-top things?" Rong Lan waved his hand: "Don’t speak ill of her. She’s right. After all the harm I’ve done to her, how could she forgive me so easily? It’s my fault for being too impatient." "But your health is already... Are you sure you want to waste time ?" Rong Lan laughed. His face was deathly pale, and his bluish-purple lips only made his striking beauty even more shockingly intense! "The rest of my life is meant to be spent on her." There’s not much of my life left anyway. Even if she can’t accept me, I’ll make sure to leave a bold and vivid mark in hers. Even if I die, I’ll ensure she’ll never forget me for the rest of her life! Walking out of the set, the tightness in Qin Miaomiao’s chest finally eased a little. Her head hurt, and it felt like there were noises inside her brain. Her expression looked terrifying! Little Seventh followed closely beside her and asked worriedly: "Young Madam, are you okay?" "I’m fine, let me catch my breath." She sat down by the steps, her head tilted slightly downward, supporting it with her hands. Yet she bit her lower lip tightly, so much so that it had already begun to bleed. She was being influenced too easily. The remnant soul of the body’s original owner even tried to take over! Battling for control of her body, she sneered—a coward who committed suicide now attempting a counterattack? Not a chance! She crushed it down with absolute suppression, and only after a long while did her complexion look somewhat better. Little Seventh asked anxiously: "Young Madam, should we go to the hospital?" Qin Miaomiao shook her head and slowly stood up. Seeing his delicate, porcelain-like skin and those cat-like eyes instantly melted her heart. She jokingly hooked his chin: "I’m perfectly fine. No need for a hospital. I’m hungry. Go back and make me something delicious, okay? Let’s have oden—make it really spicy, so spicy it makes people cry." Young Madam, do you think I’m your personal chef? Also, could you please move your hand? If Young Master Lu sees this, I think I’ll be spending the rest of my life in Africa. Qin Miaomiao, still somewhat considerate, didn’t continue teasing him and withdrew her hand. Just as she was about to step down the stairs, a car suddenly sped toward her and stopped abruptly in front of her. The door opened, and a man dressed in black and wearing sunglasses stepped out. What the hell?! Hasn’t this guy been out of the picture for ages? Why is he suddenly showing up now? What does he want? He walked straight toward her and grabbed her hand: "Come with me." Qin Miaomiao was dumbfounded. Before she could react, Little Seventh suddenly acted—a sweeping kick aimed at him, accompanied by a deft flick of his blade, which almost sliced past the man’s throat. She gawked as if watching a blockbuster—wahahaha, her little kitten is actually this badass? That blade, delicate as a cicada’s wing, had a rhythm that screamed death in mere seconds! The fight was utterly intense and thrilling. If only she had a bucket of popcorn, it would’ve been perfect. But Little Seventh seemed just a tad weaker than Ou Bei Yao, as he got knocked flying with a single kick. Qin Miaomiao’s heart ached as she quickly ran over to help him: "Little Seventh, are you okay? Are you hurt?" "I’m fine. This guy’s too strong. Young Madam, we need to call reinforcements." Ou Bei Yao stood coldly in front of Qin Miaomiao, his expression chilling as he said in a frosty tone: "Come with me. I promise I won’t hurt you." "But you’ll imprison me, right? You want me to be your brother’s babysitter again? Sir, I trust you’ve investigated my identity. Do you honestly think I’d ever be anyone’s babysitter? Don’t even bother throwing money at me—I wouldn’t do it even for ten billion!" Her tirade left Ou Bei Yao with a strange look on his face. Clearly, she’d stunned him. After a moment’s silence, he finally said: "I’ve come to ask you to provide psychological counseling for my brother." What kind of ridiculous joke is this? Since when did she become a therapist?