Hui Feichi narrowed his eyes slightly.
The girl's red dress stopped just above her knees, designed simply and elegantly, making her skin appear exceptionally fair.
Her black hair cascaded onto her shoulders, and she even wore light makeup, making her already pretty face even more captivating.
The man paused for a moment before snapping back to reality. He sneered, "Xu Qian, you seem to be living quite comfortably."
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow, unwilling to engage with his sarcastic tone.
She picked out a few of her favorite outfits from the pile and directly put them into her spatial storage.
Song Xiaoping's authority was immense. She cleared out one store after another, taking whatever she wanted without even needing to pay.
Hui Feichi's face darkened with anger at her nonchalant attitude. He said sternly,
"Do you think you'll be safe just because you're clinging to Song Xiaoping? He's not the kind of person you imagine."
Xu Qian glanced at him and replied indifferently, "What kind of person is Song Xiaoping?"
Hui Feichi was momentarily speechless, but he quickly regained his composure and asked coldly,
"Has your cold poison healed? Are you not going to complain to your Song Xiaoping about me?"
The girl continued to browse through the clothes on the rack, answering calmly, "I thought about it, but then I decided against it."
The man narrowed his eyes and pressed on, "Why did you decide against it?"
"Are you here just to talk about these trivial matters?"
Hui Feichi's face turned grim, and he stood up to leave. In his eyes, his concern was all trivial to her.
Indeed, in Xu Qian's heart, it was trivial.
Hui Feichi was not important to her.
The man walked a few steps, then turned back to look.
Xu Qian showed no reaction, continuing to select clothes.
Hui Feichi let out a bitter laugh, "I was going to give you the antidote, but I guess there's no need now, is there?"
He took a glass bottle from his inner pocket, containing a green pill.
Hui Feichi shook it, and it jingled.
Xu Qian only showed a reaction when she heard the word "antidote."
Her eyes flickered. She naturally wanted the antidote, but she didn't believe Hui Feichi would give it to her for free.
"What do you want?"
Hui Feichi narrowed his eyes and said sternly, "Leave X Group, and I'll give you the antidote."
Xu Qian: ...
"There's definitely no good for you staying in X Group, so hurry and leave."
In reality, Hui Feichi didn't want her to continue staying in X Group.
Xu Qian's attack on the base was unexpected, and the headquarters was almost destroyed by her. Moreover, Song Xiaoping was not an easy person to deal with.
He could love you one second and kill you the next.
For her own sake, he didn't want her to stay here.
Xu Qian frowned. Her reason for staying in X Group was to win over Song Xiaoping. Everyone tried to persuade her to leave day in and day out.
While the antidote was important, Song Xiaoping was equally so.
"I won't be leaving for now."
Hui Feichi's face turned somber. He raised the antidote in his palm and said coldly, "You really don't want it?"
This antidote was developed by his laboratory day and night. It had taken considerable effort to obtain just one pill.
For Song Xiaoping, was she willing to risk her own life?
"Of course, I want it. What else do you want? I'll try my best to satisfy you."
Hui Feichi closed his eyes, then opened them again, regaining his composure.
"My only request is for you to get out of X Group immediately."
Xu Qian truly couldn't understand why he was so insistent on this matter.
If she really left, given Song Xiaoping's current temperament, it would be normal for him to turn his back on her.
"Then leave. Don't interrupt me while I'm trying on clothes."
"Xu Qian!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice cut in.
"What are you two talking about?"
The man was wearing a black robe that day, but unlike others, his sleeves and pant legs were trimmed with silver, making it look much more luxurious than ordinary black robes.
He was already tall, and when he looked down at people, he exuded a particularly chilling aura.
Handsome yet terrifying.
Hui Feichi reflexively tried to hide the antidote, but Song Xiaoping caught him red-handed.
"Hand it over."
Hui Feichi dared not disobey and immediately placed the antidote in his palm.
Song Xiaoping's purple eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Qian'er, you've been afflicted with cold poison?"