<strong>Chapter 503: Five hundred and two, will not let go</strong>


    “I can’t be sure yet,” Song Yan Ning didn’t want to deceive Qin Yushen. She’d leave him, it pained her, but she had no choice but to return to the Demon World.


    “I’ll go with you,” Qin Yushen’s gaze was firm as he looked at Song Yan Ning. He wouldn’t let her leave alone; no matter how dangerous the Demon World was, he’d stand by her side and fight together.


    “But…” Song Yan Ning wanted to say something, but Qin Yushen sealed her lips with a kiss.


    “Even if it kills me, I’ll be with you. I’m not letting go in this lifetime…” Qin Yushen’s voice was soft, but it carried a determination that brooked no argument.


    Song Yan Ning tiptoed, wrapped her arms around Qin Yushen’s neck, and passionately responded to him. Meeting him in this life was her luck, but she’d already decided that she wouldn’t knowingly lead him to his death.


    The crowd around them watched this scene and revealed smiles of blessing.


    Han Zaiye returned home in a good mood, saw the servant carrying food downstairs, and frowned, “Haven’t you eaten?”


    “The young mistress hasn’t eaten all day,” the servant replied.


    “Give me the food.” Han Zaiye took the tray from the servant’s hand and walked toward Han Shengmei’s room.


    Han Shengmei was sulking on the bed, “Stinky brother, I’ll ignore you from now on.” She wanted to call her cousin to help her deal with Song Yan Ning, but she found her phone and thendline disconnected, unable to make any calls.


    Hearing the door open, Han Shengmei turned her head, saw Han Zaiye, huffed, and indignantly turned away again. He was thest person she wanted to see right now.


    Han Zaiye chuckled without a care, ced the food on the bedside table, “I have good news about Song Yan Ning to tell you.”


    Han Shengmei turned her head, looking at Han Zaiye, “What news?”


    “Eat your food, and I’ll tell you.” Han Zaiye sat on the sofa, legs crossed, exuding azy posture.


    “You just want to trick me into eating, I’m not falling for it,” Han Shengmei huffed.


    Han Zaiye smiled, “If you don’t want to know, then forget it. Just don’t regret itter.” Saying so, he got up to leave the room.


    Han Shengmei ground her teeth in irritation, “I’ll eat!” She was stuck here, clueless about Song Yan Ning’s condition, and if her brother was willing to tell her, of course, she wanted to know.


    Han Zaiye sat down with a smile, raised an eyebrow, and his gazended on the food on the table.


    Han Shengmei sat up, reached for the food, and shoveled arge mouthful, “Now can you tell me?” She was finding her brother particrly annoyingtely.


    “I gave Song Yan Ning Seven Soul Powder; she’s already poisoned and has fallen into a deep sleep,” Han Zaiye said dismissively.


    “Really? You’re not lying to me?” Han Shengmei looked at Han Zaiye with excitement. Seven Soul Powder was a deadly poison; once afflicted, without an antidote, death was inevitable.


    “Do you think I need to lie to you?” Han Zaiye’s smile was slight. Song Yan Ning had bullied his sister; of course, he wouldn’t let her off. Furthermore, Song Yan Ning was the stumbling block for the Korea Medical Team to achieve victory; he certainly had to eliminate her.


    “Brother, you’re the best!” Han Shengmei happily rushed into Han Zaiye’s arms.


    Han Zaiyeughed and ruffled Han Shengmei’s hair, “How could I let off those who’ve bullied my sister? Tomorrow, you’ll apany me to the medical exchange conference.” With Song Yan Ning absent tomorrow, the Huaxia Medical Team would suffer a terrible loss.


    “Sure!” Han Shengmei nodded happily, filled with anticipation for tomorrow. However, she felt a pang of regret for not having witnessed Song Yan Ning getting poisoned herself.