She was indeed Satan. Qui Chin could see it. In her eyes, there wasn't an ounce of mirth or contemplation. Rong Xinghe had been writing her destiny since the moment she had picked up that knife and stabbed Ningtao. Thrice. She should've known better than that. Rong Xinghe had two bottom lines. Her country. And her family. She had been stupid enough to cross the latter. Death was actually the only mercy for her. Otherwise, who knew what more had this woman planned for her.

Qui Chin swallowed the lump in her throat as she reminisced all her memories, her hands stretching up towards the knife on the table. She thought of Sun Cheng. And of her daughter. But then of Elena. Maybe that was where it all started. Elena's suicide. Now that she thought of it, this was more of Sun Cheng's revenge than that of Rong Xinghe's.

"He knew about it, didn't he? About your revenge. My husband.", Qui Chin cackled, as if demented.

Rong Xinghe didn't bother to lie either, "Elena's husband, you mean? Yes. He did. It was his wish for this revenge to end into your death, to be honest."

"I am the mother to his child!", Qui Chin gritted her teeth. She was on the verge of breaking down.

"Qui Chin, let me tell you one thing.", Rong Xinghe folded her arms and leaned back in her chair, "Elena was pregnant when she committed suicide."

"W... What?!", the woman's eyes widened, as she stuttered, "Sh... she couldn't ha... have--"

"Oh. I am very certain of her pregnancy. I have her original forensic reports, after all.", Rong Xinghe cut her off, "And you know what is the worst part? Elena was pregnant with twins. You have your hands stained with the blood of three lives, woman."

Qui Chin was so shocked, she could barely keep her body from shaking violently. That wasn't possible. She wasn't regretting Elena's death. Not even a bit. That whore had to die anyway, for her to become Sun Cheng's wife and mistress to the Sun Family household. Good riddance! It was just that this was much too big of a revelation.

"Now just imagine, Qui Chin. How would Sun Cheng react when he would get to know about this? That he didn't just lose his beloved wife that night. But his kids as well. Because of you.

"No one would want to kill you more than him. Forget me or SF. He would want to strangle you to death by himself.", the girl said the matter-of-factly, "I am just doing his part of the job."

"He doesn't know? How come--"

"That doesn't matter anymore.", Rong Xinghe interrupted, "I don't have much time to waste. Come on." She pointed her chin towards the revolver and the knife, lying on the wooden table.

So this was it. All the questions were going to buried along with her. She knew couldn't buy more time for herself. She wasn't in any position to negotiate with Rong Xinghe. This was the end. Her end. Qui Chin closed her eyes and clenched her fists. As if she had any other choice. In the end, her grip around the body of the knife tightened.

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A few minutes later, the girl stood up from her seat and stepped out of the interrogation room. She then pulled out the phone from her jeans pocket and smiled at Shou Wu.

"Dispose of the dead body after the post-mortem. Make it look like a suicide." It was suicide. Qui Chin had slit her wrist. She had chosen the knife.

"It will be done, Military Chief.", Shou Wu smiled back.

The girl then walked out of the Special Forces base and approached a Black SUV parked under the shadow of the white oak. Xi Wei was waiting for her.

"What is it?", the girl raised her brows at the man. As far as she remembered, he was supposed to be in the Xi Corporations' Headquarters. Why was he wandering around then?

"Sister-in-law, I lost a deal today. So Ying kicked me out of the office. She said I was useless.", the man complained, clutching his floral 'beach-party' kind of shirt above his chest. The girl couldn't help but roll her eyes. 'You have to act professionally sometimes, young man. No wonder you couldn't get the deal.', the girl almost yelled.

"And...?", the girl hopped onto the passenger seat and crossed her legs at the knees. She knew there was more.

The man smiled and pulled out a checkbook, handing it over to the girl, before he drove off towards the highway.

"Brother called me an hour ago. He wants you to write a check for One Million bucks. To some Baden Industries.", the man explained passing her a ballpoint pen, "Since you are Xi Corps' emergency share transfer nominee, only you have the ability to sign the check on his behalf. He said it was urgent."

Rong Xinghe furrowed her brows and browsed for Xi Yuan's number in her call history. 'Bub'. His name was saved with a heart emoji at the end. She called him.

"How is my girl doing?", a honey-like ebullient voice resounded through the other end.

"I am fine, darling. Badens'. Aren't they Mexican people?", the girl questioned with a smile, "Seems like my boyfriend caught a big fish over there. But why transfer money domestically?"

"They want to expand in Country X. I have already forwarded you the bank details.", the man smiled. 'Boyfriend'. He would never get tired of that word. Not until she was the one addressing him that way.

"Okay."

"So I got a call from Sun Cheng today.", the man said after the girl was done signing the check.

"Really? How did he sound?", the girl beamed with curiosity.

"He seemed relaxed. Untroubled and cheerful. Thanks to you.", the man smiled, "Well done, Military Chief."

"That's good.", the girl grinned, " By the way, Qui Chin committed suicide."

Xi Yuan shook his head as he let out a chuckle, "Of course, she did. She must've felt too guilty and helpless. And I am more than sure that you had nothing to do with her death. Right?"

"Absolutely correct.", the girl laughed back.

As Xi Wei listened to the girl and her brother laughing on their 'internal' jokes again, he felt like an idiot. What code language were the two speaking in now?! Crazy lovers, he announced to himself.

"Yuan..."

"Hmm?"

"Will, you ever tell Sun Cheng about Elena's pregnancy? About the twins?

"You hid it from him then. And that was understandable. Elena's death had already pushed him to the edge. God knows what he would've done if he were to know about the unborn babies. His babies.

"But don't you think he deserves to know about it? He was the father, after all."