Qin Shen also looked at the news Lu Lingxi had handed over, and within just a few days, the matter had escalated to its current state.
Now everyone was denouncing Gentle.
The floral demon had to step forward to explain.
He stood up. "Let's go, let's go back."
Lu Lingxi perked up.
"How do we do it?"
"What else can we do?" Qin Shen sighed out, "Clarify things with Su Xue, do we really want to let her shut the company down?"
Lu Lingxi laughed.
"That's right, why covet one branch when there's green grass everywhere."
Then the two of them walked out, arm in arm, into the night.
*
On the road, Ou Zun was already speeding the car.
Mù Qiānxún had told him that it was she who had sung "Song of the Demon," and Ou Zun also knew Qin Shen's obsession with the song. He remembered during Ou Zun's birthday mountain climb, when he had gone downstairs to pour water for Mù Qiānxún, Qin Shen had played that song.
Mù Qiānxún had even asked about it.
