Chapter 31: Shooting at Jiang Qingqing!

The old police officer insisted on handcuffing Jiang Qingqing and taking her away.

A nurse had already been ordered to remove Jiang Qingqing’s IV.

“Old Wang, what are you doing? Clearly, this lady is the victim of an assault! Are you going to bow to power and falsely accuse an innocent person?”

The rookie police officer stepped forward to stop him.

As the two argued, two elegantly dressed women entered the hospital room.

The news that Fu Zhengnan’s woman had been taken into custody had already spread among the elite circles of Liujin.

Upon hearing about it, Chen Xiaoyue immediately rushed over with her friend.

She had to see for herself—what kind of shameless woman dared to claim she was with Fu Zhengnan? Was she even worthy?

The man Chen Xiaoyue had set her sights on was not for anyone else to covet.

Dressed in a Chanel suit and carrying a designer handbag, Chen Xiaoyue walked straight to Jiang Qingqing’s hospital bed.

The moment she saw Jiang Qingqing’s face, a deep sense of crisis arose in her heart.

“What’s your name?”

Standing by the bed, Chen Xiaoyue looked down at Jiang Qingqing condescendingly.

Jiang Qingqing had already noticed her the moment she entered—not because she knew her, but because the hostility in her eyes was unsettling.

She didn’t recall ever meeting this woman before.

With a cold expression, Jiang Qingqing responded,

“Before asking someone’s name, shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?”

Was everyone here this rude?

First, there was the official who tried to arrest her without knowing the full story. Now, there was this random woman looking for trouble.

“Introduce myself? Ha…”

Before Chen Xiaoyue could finish, her companion spoke up impatiently, pointing at Jiang Qingqing.

“Who do you think you are? You’re nothing but a gold-digging sparrow clinging to power! And you have the nerve to act all high and mighty?”

“If you really had any dignity, you wouldn’t be shamelessly clinging to the Fu family and becoming a third party! Everyone knows that the Fu family is in marriage talks with the Chen family!”

Chen Xiaoyue did not deny her friend’s words.

Instead, she stood there with the posture of the legitimate fiancée, looking down on Jiang Qingqing with disdain.

Jiang Qingqing glanced at them, amused.

This was the first time someone had ever accused her of being a social climber.

A princess of a nation—what did she need to climb for?

She replied calmly, as if hearing a joke:

“The Fu family? Never heard of them. How much are they worth?”

“If you’re engaged to them, then go ahead with your marriage. What does that have to do with me? Don’t act like a starving dog guarding its food, latching onto people who have nothing to do with you.”

“You and I don’t even know each other.”

Jiang Qingqing was simply stating the facts.

But in Chen Xiaoyue’s eyes, this was pure provocation.

A random woman dared to challenge the Chen family?

And she even questioned the worth of the Fu family?

Chen Xiaoyue laughed.

“So you’re saying… you have more power than the Fu family?”

Jiang Qingqing had no interest in continuing the conversation. She didn’t have time to waste.

She glanced at the IV needle in the back of her hand. The cold sensation was uncomfortable. But since every patient in bed had one, she assumed it was part of the treatment.

Turning to the rookie police officer, she ignored Chen Xiaoyue’s question.

“Can this be removed? I feel uncomfortable.”

The rookie nodded.

It was just glucose. Since Jiang Qingqing was asking for it to be removed, it wasn’t a big deal.

Once the needle was taken out, Jiang Qingqing lifted the blanket, got up, and started walking toward the door.

She didn’t say a word more.

It was as if staying in this place any longer would make her as brainless as the people around her.

“Stop! Where do you think you’re going?”

The old police officer saw her movement and immediately blocked the door.

Jiang Qingqing glanced at him indifferently and answered matter-of-factly,

“Leaving.”

Old police officer: ???

“We’re in the middle of an investigation, and you think you can just leave? Come with me to the station!”

As he spoke, he reached for his handcuffs to restrain her.

Jiang Qingqing swiftly dodged to the side.

“Where’s your arrest warrant? Get one first, then come back and arrest me.”

With that, she pushed open the hospital room door.

The old officer was shocked.

How did she know that? Most people panicked when being detained, yet she calmly asked for a warrant.

She had to be a repeat offender!

Chen Xiaoyue saw that Jiang Qingqing was about to leave—how could she let that happen?

This woman was too composed. She was clearly trouble.

If she wasn’t dealt with today, there might not be another chance.

She signaled to her companion, who immediately rushed forward, grabbing Jiang Qingqing’s wrist just as she was about to open the door.

“You’re not going anywhere!”

Jiang Qingqing looked down at the red mark forming on her wrist. A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes.

Without another word, she grabbed the woman and threw her to the floor.

She warned coldly, “Don’t mess with me.”

“You…!”

Tears welled up in the woman’s eyes from the pain.

Seeing Jiang Qingqing’s defiant attitude, the old police officer could no longer contain his anger.

He stepped forward, determined to subdue her.

Jiang Qingqing frowned—her recently healed shoulder still ached.

The old officer was angry, but so was she.

She had been inexplicably attacked, then ended up in this strange place where everyone dressed and acted bizarrely.

And people kept picking fights with her.

“If you want a fight, then let’s fight.”

With a flash of cold determination, Jiang Qingqing rolled up her sleeves and pulled out a leather whip from her waist.

It was something she had acquired from a ritual not long ago.

Without hesitation, she lashed out at the officer.

Objects flew around as the whip cut through the air with a lethal force.

The officer had never seen such a technique before.

Instinctively dodging, he reached for his firearm.

“Hey! What are you doing?!”

The rookie officer shouted in alarm when he saw the gun being drawn.

Everyone in the room was shocked.

The live broadcast exploded:

“Wait, is this about catching a homewrecker or arresting a murderer?”

“Did I just see that cop reach for his gun? Oh no, this is bad!”

“Does it have bullets? This is terrifying!”

“…”

A man named Chen San, seeing the heated discussion in the livestream, couldn’t help but add fuel to the fire.

Standing at the doorway, he asked loudly:

“So what’s happening now? Are we catching a mistress or a criminal? If it’s a criminal, then why not just shoot already?”

“Can’t the cops even take down a little girl?”

His words further enraged the old police officer.

The gun was cocked.

Two shots were fired at the ceiling.

The impact shattered the ceiling lights, sending shards crashing to the floor with loud bangs.

The hallway lights flickered ominously.

Electric sparks crackled, causing everyone to flee in terror.

“Ahhh!—”

“They fired a gun! Run!”

Jiang Qingqing glanced at the officer’s weapon, her expression grave.

This place… had such powerful weapons?

She cracked her whip again, trying to throw off his aim, before dashing toward the stairwell.

“Stop!”

The officer took the hit from her whip but was now convinced—this woman had assaulted a cop first.

The dark muzzle of his gun locked onto Jiang Qingqing’s fleeing figure, the red laser sight searching for its target.