Chapter 7

  Mo Wanxin wanted to retort, but the phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She glared angrily at the man who was gloating at her misfortune and immediately took out her phone to answer it.

  When she heard the content of the phone call, her whole body was like falling into an ice cave. She no longer had time to entangle with these two people in front of her and had to leave here immediately.

  But looking at the current situation, it's simply impossible!

  This man will not let himself go easily!

  But something happened at home and she had to leave immediately.

  She gritted her teeth and suddenly turned around, with a speed that was faster than lightning covering one's ears, she kissed the man beside her.

  Long Qian's breathing caught in her throat, and her chest violently shook once. At the same time, she loosened her grip on his hand.

  Mu Wanxin took advantage of this opportunity and quickly pulled out her arm, then rushed rapidly towards the door.

  Long Qian Yue gazed at the girl who was fleeing like a little rabbit, her black eyes becoming profound and boundless...

  The woman who had hit him was already stunned by this sudden turn of events, she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, this god-like existence of a man, had actually been forcefully kissed by a little girl.

  Long Qian Yue gazed at the figure disappearing at the door, then retracted his gaze, his eyes cutting into the woman's face like a knife, coldly saying, "This girl is only someone I can move, others...!"

  The girl was so frightened by him that her heartbeat stopped, and her face turned grayish white, without a hint of blood color.

  Two bodyguards were still standing at the door, Mu Wanxin tried to walk out calmly in her Western attire, seeing that the two didn't stop her, she quickened her pace, but almost bumped into someone.

  "Sorry!" Mu Wanxin was startled, and when she looked up, she saw a handsome face as cold as ice. She took two awkward steps back, wanting to bypass him and leave, but he blocked her way.

  "Who are you and what's your intention sneaking into Rong Yue's room?" Yun Jue's eyes were icy as he questioned her.

  Mo Wanxin was startled by him and suddenly took two steps back.

  "I... I'm not a bad person, and I don't have any ulterior motives. Please let me go!" She bit her lip in distress, with tears welling up in her eyes but stubbornly refusing to fall.

  "Who sent you here!" Yun Jue's cold expression didn't change due to the girl's pitiful look, but instead became even colder, as if he was going to swallow her whole.

  Mo Wanxin immediately shook her head, having no idea what he was talking about. She could only say, "No one sent me here, I just accidentally entered this room...I have something else to do..."

  She finished speaking and didn't look at the cold-faced man in front of her again, wanting to leave directly, but before she could take a step, she was caught by Yun Jue and pressed hard against the wall!

  The intense collision made Mu Wan's heart ache and her eyebrows furrowed in pain... Tears could no longer be held back and fell down...

  "Shall we talk?" Before she knew it, Yun Jue's other hand was holding a dagger that shone with a cold light. He slowly moved the dagger closer to her, finally pressing it against her chest.

  "I'm really not being manipulated by anyone! How can you believe me?!" Mu Wan's eyes shone brightly and innocently as she stared at the man's sharp black eyes, like a leopard's. Thinking of the phone call, she gritted her teeth and suddenly slammed into the dagger pressed against her chest.

  Yun Jue didn't expect that this little girl, who looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, would be so resolute. As he felt the dagger pierce her soft chest, his heart, which had always been as hard as iron, cracked for the first time.

  "That's all right then!"

  With a surge of strength, the wounded warm heart pushed Yun Jue away, and blood suddenly gushed out from her chest. She immediately covered it with her hand, then didn't look at him again, stumbling as she ran outside.

  Yun Jue didn't stop her this time, his eyes fixed tightly on the weak figure that seemed to be about to faint, his hand gripping the dagger tightening...