Chapter 3

"Yushi, it's said that Chu muyue will come to school today, do you know?" Huang Yaru walked beside Hong Yushi and said anxiously.

Xie Jiarong also nodded, worried hands tightly clenched into fists, expression is very flustered, "yes, Chu muyue came to school, will tell the teacher, we will push him down the cliff ah!"

Hong Yushi looks at Xie Jiarong and Huang Yaru with disdain and ridicule, "what's to be afraid of!"

"But..." what else did Xie Jiarong want to say, but he was interrupted by Hong Yushi.

"If she wants to complain, she will complain long ago. It's murder. If she wants to take revenge on us, she will not tell the teacher, but call the police!" Hong Yushi snorted, "up to now, she hasn't called the police. Naturally, she knows that she doesn't have any evidence to prove that we pushed her down the cliff!"

It is because there is no evidence that Hong Yu's poems are so reasonable and powerful, and they are not guilty at all.

Just how, Xie Jiarong and Huang Yaru seem to be doing this kind of thing for the first time, very flustered and anxious.

Now Hong Yushi said that, he nodded his head in approval, which eased his mood a little.

However, what they don't know is that Hong Yushi is also worried and afraid. This is her first time to do this kind of killing, although it is an attempted killing.

"Well, let's hurry to the classroom." Hong Yushi hurriedly urges Xie Rong's family and Huang Yaru to hide their guilty feelings. "No matter what, you can't panic in front of Chu muyue. Do you know?"

"I see!" Xie Jiarong and Huang Yaru nodded.

However, just at this time, a familiar but demonic voice came into the three people's ears, "are you talking about me?"

Hong Yushi turned around stiffly. Looking at the person standing behind them, they suddenly screamed, and they all stepped back.

Chu Mu Yue chuckled, pondering at the guilty, frightened Hong Yushi three, quietly comforted, "I'm not a ghost, you don't have to be afraid!"

The soft voice, however, was more like a ghost, giving people a sense of gloom, which made Hong Yushi shiver all over.

However, Hong Yushi, who was the most courageous, came back to him quickly and walked to Chu muyue angrily. "Chu... Chu muyue, do you dare to scare me if you want to die?"

Finish saying, more is to raise own hand directly, toward Chu Mu Yue's face to mercilessly fan a slap.

The sound of "pa" is not the sound of Hong Yushi hitting Chu muyue's face, but Chu muyue grabs Hong Yushi's wrist and doesn't let the slap fall on her face.

Hong Yushi wants to take his hand out of Chu muyue's, but he finds that his wrist seems to be clamped by a pair of pliers, so he can't take it out at all.

"You... What are you doing? Let me go! Let go of me Hong Yushi felt a twinge of pain in her wrist, and quickly gave orders to Chu muyue.

Chu Mu Yue chuckles, lets go of Hong Yu Shi's wrist, and flicks her finger at her wrist.

Hong Yushi's body moves back a few steps. When he bumps into Xie Jiarong, he stops. He covers his right hand with his left hand. He feels the numbness of his right hand, as if it's not his own. He looks up at Chu muyue in horror.

"You... What did you do to my hand!" Hong Yushi's voice trembled and questioned.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you here!" Chu Mu Yue chuckles and looks at the flustered and frightened Hong Yu Shi sarcastically.