Under Qin Ge’s patient massage, Old Lady Wang—who moments ago had been struggling to breathe and pale as a sheet—gradually calmed down. Her breathing evened out, and color returned to her face.
Qin Ge leaned closer and asked gently, “Grandma, feeling better now?”
The old lady nodded, “Much better.”
Puzzled, she asked, “Qin Ge, where did you learn this massage technique?”
She’d seen countless doctors for her condition, both Western and Chinese, and had tried various massage therapies. But none had produced real results. If massage alone could treat this illness, why would she keep relying on medication?
Qin Ge intentionally said, “I learned it from an intern in our company.”
In truth, Lin Xiaojin had merely picked up scraps and couldn’t even be considered a beginner in traditional medicine. Compared to the vast trove of medical knowledge in Qin Ge’s mind, it wasn’t even worth mentioning.
But he deliberately said it to mention Lin Xiaojin in front of Jiang Yingxue.
If you wanted a woman—especially someone like Jiang Yingxue, the number one beauty in Yunhai City—to feel threatened, you had to give her a rival she’d see as dangerous.
Lin Xiaojin might not be qualified as a real rival now, but that didn’t stop him from artificially raising her status.
As expected, Jiang Yingxue frowned, “Lin Xiaojin?”
Qin Ge feigned surprise and turned, “You know her?”
“Not really,” Jiang Yingxue shook her head. “I’ve seen her.”
She’d assumed Lin Xiaojin only received special treatment in the company because of her looks. She hadn’t expected the girl to actually have some skills.
Looks like she really had underestimated her.
She looked at Qin Ge curiously, “If Grandma has another episode like this, can you help her again?”
Qin Ge nodded, “Of course.”
Old Lady Wang looked tempted but worried it might interfere with Qin Ge’s work. “Medicine can relieve it too.”
Qin Ge held her hand gently, “Grandma, that medicine has serious side effects. I’ll handle it with massage from now on. Just get some rest. After a nap, you’ll feel even better.”
The old lady nodded obediently, “Alright, I’ll nap a bit.”
Qin Ge turned off the lights, closed the door quietly, and walked out with Jiang Yingxue.
Back in the living room, Jiang Yingxue looked at him gratefully, “Thank you. If not for you, I really wouldn’t have known what to do.”
Qin Ge waved her off, “No need to thank me. I didn’t do it for you—it was for Grandma.”
To be fair, her grandmother had always treated him with genuine affection.
To the former loser version of himself, that old lady had been his only source of warmth and comfort.
“Now that Grandma’s asleep,” Jiang Yingxue offered, “let me treat you to dinner?”
Qin Ge rolled his eyes, “No need. Don’t flatter yourself. Get real. We’re already broken up. You’re you, and I’m me. What are we eating together for? We’re not doing business. Or are you one of those people who believes men and women can still be ‘just friends’?”
Qin Ge’s tone turned cold, “That part was true—because Grandma is kind. But keeping up the act that we’re still dating? That was a lie. A harmless one. Just for her sake.”
“Lie to Grandma if you want, but don’t lie to yourself.”
Jiang Yingxue clenched her fists, stunned, “Qin Ge, are you serious? You’re really breaking up with me?”
Qin Ge tilted his head, “What do you think? You think I’m joking? I already took back all the gifts I gave you. No, wait—there’s still one gift you haven’t returned!”
He pointed to Jiang Yingxue’s delicate nose and said, “No lingering strings. If we’re cutting ties, do it cleanly. Give that gift back!”
Jiang Yingxue’s face flushed red with both shame and anger. She gritted her teeth, “Qin Ge, have you no shame? You seriously want back the underwear I wore?”
Qin Ge retorted, “It’s not just underwear!”
His face grew serious, and he spoke clearly, “It’s a LAPERLA, MAISON series, model B01075D, black lace push-up bra with underwire! Get it right. I want the original piece—not a fake. What matters isn’t the item—it’s the sentiment.”
And with that, Qin Ge walked away, not giving Jiang Yingxue any chance to argue.
No matter how beautiful she was—even if she was Yunhai City’s number one beauty—she was still a woman.
And a woman’s heart was like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
But now, Qin Ge had found that needle in her heart… and he had already threaded a nylon string through it.
From now on, no matter how wildly he pulled it, that thread would stay firmly in his grasp.
“Qin Ge!”
Jiang Yingxue stared at his disappearing figure, biting her lip furiously.
All she did was reject his proposal—she never said she wanted to break up.
Who gave him the right to decide this unilaterally?
He even changed the company’s name to ‘Qin Tiancheng Group.’
So he was serious?
It’s just a breakup!
Did he think she couldn’t handle it?
That she’d be afraid?
That she couldn’t let go?
Jiang Yingxue clenched her fists, furious, her teeth grinding, “Fine! Break up it is!”
“Qin Ge, you’ll regret this! When the day comes that you come crawling back— I won’t accept you! I, Jiang Yingxue, will never look back! Qin Ge, you brought this on yourself! Just wait and see!”
…
[The Child of Destiny Jiang Yingxue has developed intense anger toward the host. Rewarding the host with +1,000 Destiny Villain Points.]
[The Child of Destiny Jiang Yingxue has developed overwhelming shame and fury toward the host. Rewarding the host with +2,000 Destiny Villain Points.]
[The Child of Destiny Jiang Yingxue has developed slight regret toward the host. Rewarding the host with +12,000 Destiny Villain Points.]
Hiss—
Even Qin Ge, sitting inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom, nearly spilled his drink when he heard the system prompts.
She was already regretting it?
Damn, regret sure was profitable.
With rewards this generous, Qin Ge became even more determined to toy with Jiang Yingxue until she couldn’t take it anymore.
He waved his hand, “All-in on the lottery draw!”
Little Bird Vodka style—go big or go home!
[Congratulations, host has received Strengthening Pill +1.]
[Congratulations, host has entered the lottery!]
[Congratulations, host has entered the lottery +2.]
[…]
[Congratulations, host has entered the lottery +13.]
[Congratulations, host has received Strengthening Pill +2.]
[Host failed thirteen consecutive draws. Big Guarantee Divine Power activated. Congratulations, host has acquired ‘Gun Combat Technique’! This Divine Power is activated manually. Host gains full mastery over all modern firearms. Bullets fired by the host can curve, controlled by the host’s will.]
“What the hell?”
Gun Combat Technique?
Bullets that defy physics and curve mid-air?
Was this even real?
Qin Ge was shocked.
Did this mean he could shoot a bullet into someone’s butt and have it come out their mouth?
Even if it didn’t kill them, it would definitely disgust them to death!
He immediately swallowed the two Strengthening Pills and opened his panel.
System Character Panel:
[Host]: Qin Ge
[Destiny Villain Points Remaining]: 0
[Title]: Suit Berserker
[Physique]: 182
[Charm]: 99 (Appearance 25 + Temperament 25 + Physique 25 + Wealth & Character 24)
[Divine Powers]: Survival, Gun Combat Technique
[System Space]: None
[System Shop]: No items available
“Tsk. With 182 Physique, plus the bonus from the Suit Berserker title, my explosive combat strength reaches 273 points! Even Chen Yuan from the mountain probably wouldn’t be my match now.”
Qin Ge shook his head, “Can’t get cocky. The Child of Destiny types are unreasonable—who knows when they’ll suddenly break through under pressure. The bigger the gap, the safer I am.”
Right now, his only Divine Power was Gun Combat Technique.
Even Healing Hands didn’t qualify.
If anything, Flesh and Bone Restoration sounded far more powerful.
But he needed to keep grinding.
He still had to improve Lin Xiaojin’s impression of him.
And soon, once midnight passed, he’d unlock the Divine Power Immunity to All Poisons through Bet Agreement #2!
Qiao Yingzi, driving up front, kept her eyes on the road, “CEO Qin, are we heading back to the company?”
Qin Ge shook his head, “To the manor. Did you deliver the letter I asked you to send?”
Qiao Yingzi nodded, “It’s already delivered.”
Qin Ge rolled down the window, extended his hand to feel the cool breeze brush his fingers, and looked out at the glittering skyline.
He spoke softly, “Tell her to come see me at the manor.”