The chilling aura surrounded her, sending Dou Weiwei spiraling into an icy abyss. In that mont, her heart trembled violently, and the fire in her eyes gradually disappeared...
Yes!
She had never seen a man so cold that a single glance made her tremble all over, her face turning deathly pale...
"Get lost!"
A single word slowly spilled out from the man’s thin lips...
Bang!
Suddenly, a gloomy aura swept from his body, harshly striking Dou Weiwei in the chest, sending her body flying across the sky to crash into a giant ancient tree.
The pain in her waist almost brought her to tears. She lifted her tear-filled eyes to gaze at the handso face, her gaze smoldering with yearning.
If, at first, she was rely infatuated with the man’s appearance, at this mont, she was utterly captivated...
He was like a Shura God, every movent exuding a powerful and eerie aura.
And wasn’t this exactly the kind of man she had been waiting for all these years? Every man’s heart is soft—easily drawn into a woman’s gentle charm. If she tried a different tactic, perhaps he would soon accept her...
Such a man, once he accepts a woman, would never abandon her!
"Miss!"
Everyone was shocked; if anything happened to the lady, the madam would never forgive them...
"I’m fine," Dou Weiwei shook her head, her infatuated gaze fixed on Ye Wuchen as she said with a sweet smile, "Young Master, earlier, I was too rude. To make it up to you, how about I invite you to my room tonight and personally cook for you?"
Everyone knew Dou Weiwei was always spoiled, so for her to speak this way, it clearly declared her determination. She believed no man could ignore an invitation from a beautiful woman...
"Muer, let’s go."
Ye Wuchen seed not to hear Dou Weiwei’s words. His purple eyes fell on the woman beside him, his smile gentle, the purple in his eyes full of tenderness.
Mu Ruyue nodded, and from beginning to end, they never looked at Dou Weiwei again.
Only then did Dou Weiwei rember the woman standing beside Ye Wuchen. Seeing his affectionate smile, a surge of jealousy rose within her, her gaze like a venomous strike locked onto Mu Ruyue.
"Who do you think you are? Don’t think just because you saved my uncle, you can stay in the Dou Family!" Dou Weiwei said angrily, "Now, the Young Master of the Dou Family is my father. I’ll have you thrown out right now!"
What did this woman have besides her looks to compare with herself?
She was the Bright Pearl of the Dou Family, better than this woman in every possible way!
Ye Wuchen’s face grew increasingly gloomy, stormy purple eyes narrowing, and just as he was about to step forward, a hand gently rested on his.
Mu Ruyue lifted her gaze gently, her beautiful face carrying a slight smile. She slowly released Ye Wuchen’s hand and walked towards Dou Weiwei with a smile.
"What did you just say?"
The woman’s voice was as calm as a gentle breeze passing by.
Dou Weiwei held her head high with disdain and said, "Our Dou Family’s territory is absolutely not a place for a bastard like you to step into!"
Slap!
Suddenly, a slap landed on her face, causing her head to tilt to one side as a thin line of blood slowly trickled down from the corner of her mouth.
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