My wife is the queen

  Murder is often for a purpose, while being fond of killing is a kind of psychological abnormality. Qin Yan has killed many people, but he is not a perverted killer who enjoys murder.

  So when things just happened, he only planned to teach Han Jun Guang a lesson, even if the other party moved the knife, he did not plan to kill.

  But!

  When he found out that the other party's full name was Han Jun Guang, Han Jun Xiao's younger brother, and the son of Pingjiang City Vice Mayor Han Bai Chuan, who had tried to kill himself, a surge of irrepressible murderous intent rose up.

  He kept a low profile in order to conceal his identity and avoid being discovered by the organization "Tianming", but that doesn't mean he would tolerate bullying just to keep a low profile.

  The first time was when eating at a restaurant, Han Junrui found a group of thugs to intercept.

  The second time was in a rotten building, where Han Junrui found gangsters lying in ambush.

  The third time was when Han Jun's dad took action, using the power of his faction to try and kill him. Today, another idiot named Han Junguang appeared, this whole family of Hans is out to get him, if he doesn't do something about it, he'll really become a laughing stock like Qin Yan.

  "What's your name? Sorry, I forgot."

  A faint cold smile played on the corners of his mouth as Qin Yan seemed to casually release his grip, the hand that had been holding onto Han Jun Guang's right arm: "As for my name, you don't need to remember it either."

  When Qin Yan withdrew his hand that was holding the fruit knife, everyone's face showed a look of shock: once he let go, the fruit knife in Han Jun Guang's hand would lose its resistance and would definitely stab into his chest.

  How did it become like this?

  The crowd of onlookers near and far were stunned, while Han Junguang's face showed a shocked and terrified expression, an absolute awe for death.

  Pfft!

  The fruit knife was stabbed out of his hand, but it did not stab into Qin Yan's body as he had wished. In that instant, he felt his arm was not his own, but was manipulated by some unknown force, and it grasped the fruit knife and stabbed it into his own left chest.

  Suicide?!

  This reason is unacceptable in terms of both emotions and logic, yet to all onlookers it was clearly suicide: Han Junguang stabbed himself with a knife.

  One sword stroke is enough!

  Not a very sharp fruit knife, somehow it was so sharp and precise, tearing through skin and flesh into the thoracic cavity, eventually disappearing into the coronary artery.

  Dark red blood gushed out of the wound, and the pressure in the chest cavity squeezed out the blood, spraying it more than a foot away. Perhaps because his heart had been pierced, Han Jun Guang's face was a deep purple color, as if he was having trouble breathing. He tried to cover the penetrating wound on his chest with his hand, but it was too late, and his legs went limp as he fell to the ground.

  The director screamed and dialed the emergency number, and the scene staff who knew a little about first aid also rushed over to rescue people, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

  "Let's go, it seems like we can't take pictures today." Qin Yan said goodbye to Jiang Xiaoying and turned around to leave.

  "Will... he die?"

  Jiang Xiaoying quickly caught up with him. What she was worried about wasn't whether Han Junguang lived or died, but whether his death would bring trouble to Qin Yan.

  "The aorta of the heart was pierced, and even if there were emergency medical equipment on site, it would be a dead end." Qin Yan said lightly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

  "Qin Yan!"

  Just then, a soft cry came from behind the two of them. Seeing Xue Wei who had come to her senses chasing after them, Qin Yan frowned and turned his head: "What's wrong?"

  "Did you do it?!" She stared at Qin Yan with piercing eyes.

  "Nothing's wrong." Qin Yan's eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

  "Although I don't know what method you used, I know that Han Jun Guang absolutely cannot commit suicide. The only person who had contact with him was you."

  "Are you here to interrogate me?"

  Qin Yan turned around, narrowed his eyes and walked step by step towards Xia Weiwei, a strange and inexplicable chill rose up, Xia Weiwei involuntarily retreated again and again.

  At this moment, she was also unclear about what was going on, and only felt a chill in her chest.

  Don't be intimidated by this bastard!

  Can't lose!

  She clenched her small fist tightly, enduring the discomfort of her racing heartbeat, and after retreating a few steps, she suddenly stopped, not taking another step back.

  "First of all, you are neither a police officer nor a family member of Han Jun-guang, so you have no right to interrogate me."

  Qin Yan stood still less than two feet away from her, slightly leaning forward with the advantage of his height, staring at Xia Weiwei as if looking down on her, and said in a cold voice: "Secondly, even if I did it, what can you do? Everyone saw it as suicide. The law is about evidence, isn't it?"

  Looking at that stunningly beautiful pale face, he had a feeling of successful revenge, cold smile after another: "Now I'll tell you... At the same time as letting go of his hand, I accidentally brought his hand along with mine, to some extent, it's like I was holding his hand and stabbed him. Now, you all know it was me who did it, what do you want to do? What can you do? I killed someone, and you can't do anything about it."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without looking back, this woman made him extremely disgusted.

  Jiang Xiaoying originally wanted to say hello to Xia Weiwei, but seeing Qin Yan's unpleasant expression, she could only nod comfortingly and follow Qin Yan's footsteps away.

  After the two figures walked away, Xia Weiwei finally loosened her clenched fist and muttered: "Bastard... I just wanted to say thank you to him, did he think that I, Xia Weiwei, am someone who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong?"

  He chased up to ask the reason, confirming whether Han Jun Guang was murdered or not. In fact, he didn't want to owe a huge favor: without mentioning why Qin Yan took action, but helping her is an undisputed fact. If it was just a fight with Han Jun Guang, this favor wouldn't be considered big, but if he killed Han Jun Guang to help himself get ahead, this favor would be too great, especially since the two were sworn enemies before that.

  How can such great kindness be repaid?

  She, Xia Weiwei, is not a person who doesn't distinguish between good and evil, black and white. Her character has always been one of repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge. So when Qin Yan offended her, she repeatedly found trouble for him.

  Conversely, if Qin Yan became her benefactor, how would she face him afterwards?

  "What are you thinking?"

  After leaving the advertising shooting location, the two took a taxi back to the city. Jiang Xiaoyu found that Qin Yan was somewhat absent-minded. With her understanding of Qin Yan, she knew he couldn't be worried about Han Jun Guang's death, but rather thinking about something else. In her impression, Qin Yan rarely thought so seriously about things.

  Qin Yan glanced at her and murmured to himself, "You said... today is Xia Weiwei, will the next time be you?"

  It turned out he was worried about this...

  Although Jiang Xiaoying knew that Qin Yan's worries were not out of romantic feelings, wasn't being cared for by him exactly what she had always wanted?

  Her pretty face flushed with excitement, but she didn't dare show it, and instead pretended to be calm: "In the entertainment industry, these things are inevitable. I'm just starting out and don't understand yet, but I'll learn how to avoid them later, so don't worry."

  "How can I be at ease?"

  Qin Yan shook his head slightly angrily: "I don't care about other artists, I don't care about other agents, but here it's absolutely not allowed!"

  In the entertainment industry, being taken advantage of is nothing unusual. Even when filming movies and TV shows, some people pretend to be in a relationship but actually are. The ones who suffer from this are usually girls, although many are willing participants, it's also possible that they were forced into it. However, those female stars can only swallow their pride for the sake of their reputation and fame, how many would dare speak out?

  In ancient brothels, there were unusual women who sold their art but not their bodies. Now in this entertainment circle, it's the opposite - they sell their bodies but not their art, because many are just pretty faces with no talent to sell.

  Qin Yan has never been in the entertainment circle, but he deeply knows the darkness of the entertainment circle.

  No matter how others fawn and flatter, or swallow their pride, he would never do such things, nor would he allow Jiang Xiaoying to do so.

  Just as Jiang Xiaoyan said, such things are too common in the entertainment industry, can't always watch her?

  Even if you keep watching and staring, you can't just take action and pounce on people whenever you encounter a rascal or a pervert. If things go on like this, which merchant, director, or actor would be willing to collaborate with Jiang Xiaoyu?

  Unless...

  The extended idea made Qin Yan feel helpless: "Unless we build an entire entertainment industry chain, from sponsors to directors and actors, all of whom are our own people."

  If you just have your own director and actor, it's not that difficult to set up an entertainment company.

  But!

  Adding sponsors to the mix is different, it's like saying that Jiang Xiaoyu's future endorsement ads, concerts, and TV dramas will all be sponsored by companies under Qin Yan's name, how many companies, manpower, material resources, and financial resources can achieve this?

  It can be said that in order to achieve this point, a huge business empire must be built, and the existence of this business empire is only for Xiaoyan Jiang's service.

  How hard is it to achieve all these?

  Is it worth doing so?

  At the beginning, he volunteered to be Jiang Xiaoyan's agent, moved by her dedication to her dreams. At that time, Qin Yan was injured in the crotch and his strength plummeted, making it impossible for him to achieve any dreams, so he transferred his own dreams to Jiang Xiaoyan. However, now Qin Yan has recovered.

  Having the opportunity to realize one's own dreams, is it still necessary to make a wedding dress for others?

  "What is my dream again?"

  In his mind, a life of luxury and indulgence emerged, and he quickly found reasons to convince himself: "My dream is to get drunk in the most luxurious bars at night and admire the crowds of beautiful women during the day. If I can build a business empire, won't this dream come true too? Besides... aren't there also many beauties in the entertainment company?"

  Of course, let alone a business empire, even an entertainment company is unrealistic for him now: an entertainment company needs to have its own signed artists, these artists can't all be newcomers like Jiang Xiaoyu, they need to have a huge network of relationships, and most importantly, they need to have money, currently, he doesn't meet any of these conditions.

  Before long, the taxi stopped at the entrance of Su Ying University, Jiang Xiaoying returned to school, and Qin Yan continued to sit on that recliner, admiring the beautiful women all over the street.

  Little did he know, the First People's Hospital was in an uproar, with the emergency room door sporting a red light and Han Baichuan pacing back and forth in the corridor with a gloomy face.

  Ding dong...

  Just over ten minutes later, the red light in the operating room went out, and Han Baichuan's face turned a deathly pale.

  How can surgery be completed in just over ten minutes?

  So... the only possibility is that the patient had already been declared dead, and there was no need to continue with emergency treatment. This could be seen from the apologetic eyes of the chief surgeon. Han Baichuan's legs turned soft, and if not for the timely support of his secret technique, he would have probably fallen to the ground on the spot.