Suddenly!
Mu Qianshui lifted her foot and stomped hard on Mu Shaoqian’s foot while fiercely elbowing his stomach.
In an unexpected turn, Mu Shaoqian was knocked loose by Mu Qianshui’s struggle, and the fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Ignoring the intense pain on her body and face, she grabbed the knife and lunged at Yan Xinxin.
"Yuan—"
Ning Zitong and Mu Jingheng scread simultaneously.
Just as Yan Xinxin was about to sidestep to avoid it, a figure suddenly flashed by in her peripheral vision.
A warm and familiar embrace instantly held her tightly.
She looked up with clear cat-like eyes and for a mont saw the gentle and warm gaze of Mu Shaoqian. At the sa ti, she also saw Mu Qianshui gripping the handle of the fruit knife with both hands, her gaze ferocious and terrifying as she viciously stabbed toward Mu Shaoqian’s back—
Claiming not to worry would be a lie.
Seeing this scene, Yan Xinxin’s heart skipped a beat.
Yet at that perilous mont, just as Yan Xinxin thought Mu Qianshui’s knife was about to plunge into Mu Shaoqian’s back, she suddenly saw Mu Qianshui’s body convulse as if in a spasm, followed by the fruit knife clattering to the ground.
Mu Qianshui’s ferocious and vicious expression turned to one of pain.
Yan Xinxin watched as she suddenly collapsed to her knees.
"Just killing you like this would be too easy, wouldn’t it? The outco of being unable to live or die is what suits you best."
Mo Chuxi’s voice ca from the side, cold and unemotional.
Blood trickled down Mu Qianshui’s limbs, and Yan Xinxin’s view was quickly blocked by a familiar, beautiful hand.
"Don’t look, sweetheart."
The man’s gentle voice resonated low beside her ear.
Yan Xinxin felt Mu Shaoqian’s hands releasing her, and soon, she fell into the familiar embrace of Mo Chuxi.
"Xinxin."
He held her shoulders, staring at Mu Qianshui, who was paralyzed on the cold ground, bleeding profusely, with a disdainful and disgusted look, unmoved.
"Instead of living a decent life, you insist on being a beast. Now I fulfill your desire, and the rest of your life will be spent lying in bed. Rember, the woman I, Mo Chuxi, love most in this life is always Xinxin, is Qianyuan, while you are not even worth a speck of dust to !"
"Heh, hehe..."
Hearing Mo Chuxi’s devastating words, Mu Qianshui lay on the ground, her pale face blending with the crimson blood, looking eerily enchanting and terrifying.
She looked bitterly at the man she had adored since childhood, her eyes still shimring with love and a hint of mockery.
"Chuxi, being able to die by your hand, I’m willing..."
"Stop pretending, you’re just afraid of death."
"Haha..."
Mu Qianshui smiled bitterly, feeling colder and colder all over.
"Yes, I am afraid to die, so heaven had rcy on once, allowing to catch on a tree when I fell off a cliff — that’s why I survived, and my biological father found ..."
"I thought I was also a wealthy young lady, finally able to compete with Mu Qianyuan. But it turned out, although my father had lots of money, he was an unlawful businessman..."
"Hahahaha..."
She laughed, a desolate sound, her eyes fixed on Yan Xinxin in Mo Chuxi’s embrace.
"Eighteen years ago, I watched you holding Mu Qianyuan’s hand happily going on a picnic. I was jealous, so jealous! So I devised a plan, a way to make Mu Qianyuan disappear forever!"
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