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Mu Yexiao rushed to his room and walked in with big strides, looking at the messy room with his brows furrowed.

At this time, Su Weiyi was already quietly sitting on the bedside, his hair in a mess around his body, his hands casually placed between her legs. Her feet were cut by the glass, and fresh blood had dyed the glass beneath her feet red.

However, it was as if she didn't feel any pain. Her delicate and white feet continued to step on the fragment with her head lowered. Her gaze was somewhat dazed, as if she was a child without a soul.

Looking at her expression, Mu Yexiao's heart suddenly tightened. He turned his gaze towards the servant beside him and coldly shouted: "What are you standing here for? Why aren't you going to get the medicine box!"

"Yes sir!" The servant hurriedly left the bedroom, trembling with fear.

Mu Yexiao strode towards Su Weiyi, squatted down, and grabbed her ankle with his palm. Just as he was raising his head, he saw that Su Weiyi had raised his hand, and fiercely slapped him in the face. Mu Yexiao had raised his head, and glared at him with his eyes wide open, filled with deep hatred.

Mu Yexiao suddenly stopped, he lowered his head, and his expression could not be seen. After a long while, he still raised Su Weiyi's legs and cleaned her of the glass on the ground.

Su Weiyi clenched his teeth and struggled as he tried to pull his leg back, trying to kick Mu Yexiao ruthlessly, but Mu Yexiao held her ankle tightly and raised his eyes to look at her, "The only thing that makes you want your foot to rot?"

With that, Su Weiyi raised his hand and slapped towards him again, but this time, Mu Yexiao had grabbed onto his wrist, and shouted loudly: "You still haven't hit it enough!"

Su Weiyi glared at him, struggling to retract his hand, "Scram!" The angry shout was filled with a domineering aura.

As their four eyes met, Su Weiyi's eyes were only filled with hatred. That pair of bright eyes of his seemed to have become somewhat peculiar, as if he was hiding something.

Mu Yexiao tightly knitted his brows as he looked at her. Those phoenix eyes seemed to be trying very hard to restrain themselves under the halo of light.

When the servant brought the medicine box over and felt the quiet atmosphere between the two, he felt his heart trembling in fear. Carefully walking over, he knelt beside Mu Yexiao and handed the medicine box over to him with both hands. Young Master! "

Mu Yexiao then took the medicine box and said coldly: "Get down!"

"Yes sir!" The servant hurriedly got up to leave, because the current atmosphere had somehow made her feel a terrifying stench of blood. Especially the current Miss Su, she looked extremely terrifying!

Mu Yexiao loosened his hands on Su Weiyi's ankles, placing the medicine box on the bed. He then picked his up and placed her on the bed.

However, Su Weiyi didn't resist, he only looked at him hatefully. Seeing that she didn't struggle, Mu Yexiao inexplicably heaved a sigh of relief.

Sitting at the bottom of her feet, Su Weiyi turned to open the medicine box and took out the tweezers inside. Grasping her ankle, he lifted up his hand and gently and meticulously removed the glass fragments from her feet. As for Su Weiyi, he stared at him in hatred, as if he didn't feel any pain from her feet at all.

And when Mu Yexiao took out a piece of the broken piece, he was extremely careful. When he looked at Su Weiyi with the side of his eyes, his beautiful face didn't even have the slightest hint of moved from pain, and he felt that this leg didn't seem to belong to her.

"Just say it out!" he said.

However, Su Weiyi still did not have any reaction. When he did not hear her response, the light in Mu Yexiao's eyes darkened, and he did not continue asking.

During this entire process, Su Weiyi didn't even bat an eyelid or cry out in pain; he simply looked like a doll without a soul.

After tying up the bandages on her left foot, she slowly lowered her feet and tidied up the medicine box on the side. She looked at Su Weiyi and said with a slow voice, "You should take a good rest first, I'll get someone to clean up tomorrow!"

As he spoke, he took the medicine box and was about to leave when he saw Su Weiyi take out a fruit knife from nowhere. The light in his eyes instantly became a little sinister and cold, as if he had become a completely different person.

Mu Yexiao reacted instantly as he turned his body and easily grabbed onto Su Weiyi's wrist, who was holding onto the fruit knife. His gaze immediately darkened as a cold and sinister light flashed past, "You're the only one who wants to kill me?" The low, hoarse voice became somewhat dangerous.

Su Weiyi opened her eyes wide and looked at him. Hearing his voice, her eyes did not show any signs of fear, but only hatred. His wrist, which was being held by Mu Yexiao, was still pressing down, wanting to stab him.

When Mu Yexiao felt the strength from her wrist, his eyes darkened to the point that it was somewhat terrifying. It was as if his heart had been ruthlessly stabbed by a blade.

Su Weiyi continued to glare at him angrily. Closing her lips tightly, he did not speak, and his hands continued to exert power. His eyes were filled with a cold and terrifying aura.

"The only one you really hate so much?" he asked coldly.

"…"

"Yes!" I hate you. I can't wait for you to die right now! " She gritted her teeth and shouted in a low voice.

As she said that, Mu Yexiao's pupils contracted as he looked at her. The dense Qi made people feel fear.

Abruptly, the light in his eyes tightened, and his hand tightly held onto her wrist. With a force, Su Weiyi cried out in pain as his hand lost the strength and the dagger he was holding fell to the ground.

Mu Yexiao easily caught the dagger, held it in his hand, and released Su Weiyi's wrist.

Su Weiyi cried out in pain, as his powerless hands supported himself on the bed. He raised his eyes to look at him, but there was still not a single trace of fear in his eyes.

As if nothing had happened, Mu Yexiao put away his dagger, picked up the medicine box on the bed, stood up, paused his steps, and did not look at her as his eyes darkened, saying: "You are too tired today, I'll get someone to cook the medicine for you later, rest well."

As he was walking away in large strides, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and looked down at Su Weiyi: "The only one that you don't intend to have, I can let go of it right now!" His voice was so calm that he couldn't hear his emotions.

Both of his eyes contracted as his gaze trembled. His hands subconsciously held tightly onto his lower abdomen, and that sinister and cold gaze just now, softened up in an instant. However, it became extremely painful, as if his tears couldn't be stopped, and rolled down like broken pearls.

She loved this child! She didn't look like something had happened to this child at all! But she really couldn't control herself! He really couldn't control his emotions!

He lowered his head, sobbing and tearing up.

Not a single one of her actions didn't agitate Mu Yexiao. Clenching her fist tightly, she said in a deep voice, "The only thing you need to do is for this child to be born safely. It's best that you don't do anything that makes me angry!" There was a hint of warning in his words.

Following that, Mu Yexiao left the bedroom, leaving Su Weiyi behind. Her two hands were powerless to support her body, as he sobbed with sobs. At that moment, she truly missed Nangong Shaojue, missed him so much.

No! She couldn't continue to stay here! She wanted to escape! She wanted to find Nangong Shaojue! She was going to find him!