y"At her question, a middle-aged man wielding a scythe and preparing to cut down with all his might froze in place. He looked at Mu Xing again carefully.To quickly identify the wealthy, he had studied...By the time they reached the corridor, Fu Lingxiao's numbness had subsided.
The arm wrapped around the girl's neck, clearly feeling her body heat, so warm, that even his forced coldness was almost melted by her.
He calmly withdrew his arm from Yun Tuo's support, relying on her completely with both body and mind.
Not until he walked out of the old house and reached the car did he finally force himself to wake up, retracting his hand from around the girl's neck. At the same time, he grabbed her hand on her waist and forcefully pulled it away.
Mu Xing didn't expect this frail man to suddenly break free from her grasp. She was taken aback.
Fu Lingxiao then propped himself against the car door, got in, and quickly pressed the lock button.
The car door slowly closed, shutting out the man's grim face.
Did you get even more patient after kneeling all day
You're really asking for it!
Mu Xing threw the car keys to Yun Tuo, "You drive my car, and also call Uncle Wu and tell him to bring up the porridge and medicine."
Having said that, she put on her high heels and slowly circled to the other side, opened the car door, and got in.
A man's cold voice followed, "Who allowed you to come up here Get down!"
Whether you allow it or not, I'm coming anyway.
Mu Xing leaned slightly forward, propping her elbows on the armrests and supporting her small chin with one hand.
Those beautiful eyes stared at the man without any disguise, their gaze both playful and dangerous, "If you have the guts, throw me down."
If he dared to lay a finger on her, she would make him pay!
But how could Fu Lingxiao bear to let her out of the car.
With each step she took closer, his resolve weakened. Now, he wouldn't dare push her away, and even a harsh word felt like a burden, carefully weighed before uttering it, for fear of truly hurting her.
Bitterness and helplessness filled my heart, yet I had to maintain my composure. "What do you want Money"
He pulled out a black card from the inside of his suit and tossed it over, "Ten million, is that enough"
"Only ten million Master Fu is too stingy."
Mu Xing picked up the black card that had fallen onto the armrest, her slender fingers twirling it playfully. Her voice was soft and amused, “According to Mr. Fu's wealth, taking money to crush someone would at least start with a hundred million.”
The man suddenly turned his head, his dark eyes seeming to pierce through her. His thin lips moved, disdainfully saying, "Are you worth it"
Mùxīng thought she wasn't very easygoing, but she rarely got angry.
But this man, he always had a way of making her blood boil with just a few words.
This mouth really needs to be shut!
Without much thought, she pounced on him, cupping his face with her small hands and biting down on his pale, thin lips.
Crazy man! Bite you to death!
In Fu Lingxiao's imagination, Mu Xing should get angry and leave the car.
I never expected her to suddenly jump on me.
As her soft body collided with his, the moment their lips met, a jolt of electricity ran through his entire being. His breath hitched for a split second.
A searing pain shot across his lips, he offered no resistance, allowing her to bite.
As long as it was from Xing'er, he would endure even pain with pleasure.
Having tasted the metallic tang of blood, Mu Xing only then realized what she had done. The man's lack of resistance also surprised her.
Thinking about it, she might as well bite him a few more times to vent her anger. She cupped the man's face and bit his thin lips forcefully twice before letting go.
At this moment, the man's slender frame was nestled in the car seat. His usually crisp shirt was slightly rumpled, and even his cold, sharp brow seemed to have softened somewhat.
Under the warm yellow car lights, his handsome face was gaunt yet extraordinarily refined. His pale thin lips were tinged with blood, and his sexy collarbone was exposed from the open neckline…
Just like a frail beauty who has been severely mistreated.
It makes one want to hold it in their arms, cherishing and caring for it.
What a pain!
Looking at the man's appearance, Mu Xing even felt that she had been somewhat beastly just now.
But, at least he’s honest now!
She sat back in her seat with satisfaction, took out a tissue to wipe the blood from her lips, and said softly, "Drive."
The driver glanced at the man in the backseat through the rearview mirror. Seeing that he didn't intend to stop him, the driver started the car with confidence.
Back at the manor, before the car had even come to a complete stop, the man had opened the door and stepped out.
With blood-tinged lips pursed, he walked into the villa with difficulty and haste.
Mu Xing leisurely followed him in and ran into Wu Guanjia who was running out of the kitchen, "Miss Gu, the porridge is ready, the medicine still needs half an hour."
Mùxīng originally wanted to ask Yuntuo to feed Fúlìngxiao, but when she thought of his imposing manner of feeding medicine that day, she gave up. She took the red sandalwood tray from Wu管家's hands and carried it upstairs.
With the little star, Xiao Baobei, taking care of Young Master, Butler Wu felt relieved and happily ran back to the kitchen to tend the fire.
Mu Xing came to the master bedroom on the second floor, opened the door but didn't see anyone.
Where did you run off to again
Mu Xing held the bowl of porridge and walked forward.
The last step stopped at the study door.
The door was ajar. The inside was dark, with only a flickering light and the faint smell of smoke.
Mu Xing's beautiful eyebrows furrowed as she reached for the switch beside the door. With a "click," bright lights instantly filled the entire study.
The man leaned back in the black armchair, smoking. The smoke he exhaled swirled slowly around him, obscuring his stern features.
One half of the face was consumed by white smoke, the other half bathed in light.
Between flickering lights, it shines as brightly as the sun, yet like a moon hanging high in the night sky, it is pure and cold, lonely and desolate.
It begs to be explored.
Mu Xingxiu's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly as she stepped inside. The floor wasn't covered with a carpet, and the sound of her high heels hitting the ground echoed clearly in the spacious study.
The man listened but did not hear, sitting there motionless, puffing on his cigarette.
Mu Xing walked over and placed the rosewood tray on the desk. She took the cigarette from the man's fingertips and extinguished it in the ebony ashtray.
"Drink the porridge."
Unexpectedly, the man didn't scold her and chase her away. Instead, he obediently picked up his bowl.
Mù Xīng was puzzled by his sudden change of character. She saw the man bring the bowl to his lips and gulp it down in large bites.
"What are you doing!"
Mu Xing hurriedly grabbed the man's wrist and snatched the bowl from his hand.
Most of the porridge has already been eaten.
The just-cooked porridge was still scalding hot. His stomach was already delicate, drinking it like this was pure self-harm.
"Fu Lingxiao, aren't you tired of dying"
Mu Xing glared at him angrily, she had never seen such a reckless person!
I should have let him kneel to death in the ancestral hall! It would have saved me so much trouble.
Fu Lingxiao's throat and stomach burned with pain. He endured the agony, his face impassive, as he said, "I drank it. You can leave now."
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded, quickly disappearing.
Fu Lingxiao immediately pulled over the trash can and vomited, clutching his aching stomach.
After he was finished, he leaned weakly against the sofa, but suddenly heard those footsteps coming back.
He thought he was hearing things.
How could Xing'er possibly come back...
Until the footsteps drew closer, creeping up to his side, a soft hand wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and a glass was brought to his lips. "Rinse your mouth,"
The super fierce, top-tier little sweetheart of the legendary Grandpa Fu.d so much like Mu Xing."Fu Lingxiao's eyes were deep, a faint smile playing on his lips. "How is it I find her more interesting than Mu Xing."Ah Xiao is indeed fond of this type of girl!From the man's...