C3

Warmth didn't know how long she had been running. She only remembered that the man behind her had a pair of bloodshot eyes and a ferocious face, chasing after her relentlessly.

She ran with all her might, desperately trying to get away from the man. However, no matter how hard she tried to run, no matter how hard she tried, he was like an Asura from hell, following closely behind her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of the man who looked like her brother Ihao.

She didn't know why she had to fight so hard and why she was so afraid of him. Based on a woman's intuition, she knew that if she were to be caught by that man, her fate would be very, very miserable.

This was because other than hatred and ice, there was nothing else in his eyes. His hatred was like a flood and fierce beast, causing her to feel incomparable fear.

Warmth was fleeing in the spacious and luxurious villa. In his panic, the necklace hanging from his neck suddenly fell to the ground, making a "Pa ~" sound. Warmth turned around in a flustered manner, and habitually touched his neck with his hand.

There was nothing on her neck. Warmth filled her heart with a fear that she had never felt before. This chain, other than the one she had to take off when she was cleaning, had never fallen off. Could it be …

A bad premonition filled his heart.

A quick flash of panic passed through her warm eyes, and she dropped to her knees with a thump, ready to grab the chain, but just as her hand touched the chain, a foot in black leather shoes stepped hard on her tender white hand.

Ahhh!

Warmth immediately screamed in pain. Her entire hand looked as if it was about to be crushed alive. Her right hand looked as if it had been grinded with leather. A burning pain spread from the back of her hand to her whole body along her arm.

"Ugh …" Warmth cried out in pain. The sudden pain made her sweat profusely, and at the same time, tears fell like rain.

Ever since she was young, she had been protected by Leng Kui like a porcelain doll in a shop window. Although Leng Kui was a famous figure in the underworld, she had never been involved in matters concerning the underworld. Leng Kui loved her like a flower in a greenhouse. Lei was afraid that she would be hit by a little wind and rain.

How could she, who had never received a single bit of injury or grievance in her entire life, endure such pain?

Warmth slowly raised his head while enduring the pain. She wanted to see who had done this to her. Since she was young, she had always been friendly and didn't easily offend others. Who was the one who would be so cruel to her?

As soon as he raised his head, his bright eyes immediately fell upon an incomparably cold and gloomy handsome face. Warm cold nearly jumped up from the ground.

"You … You, who are you? " She stared at him in horror. His appearance was too similar to his, but Warmth believed that this was definitely not the man she had been waiting for for ten years …

He saw her eyes flicker with fear, but there was no trace of the familiar look in them. The corners of his mouth curled up maliciously.

He slowly crouched down. He stretched out his slender fingers and pinched her lower jaw. His perfect lips moved as he opened and closed them. It was an enticement. Person. However, the words that came out of his lips caused Warmth's entire body to tremble …

"Cold and warm, it's only been ten years and you don't know me? Ah, even if you pretend not to know each other, tonight, everyone in your Leng Clan must all — die. Light. "Light!"