C7

Well, the underworld, isn't it? If you say so.

"I didn't want to reveal my identity, but I didn't expect you to find out." Xi Muqiao's face darkened and his expression instantly turned serious as he listened to Qiao Mu's words.

"You look like the head of the underworld, but... "But don't worry, I know the rules of your Dao. I won't tell anyone else!" Qiao Mu was extremely nervous. Could it be that because she saw through his identity, she wanted to silence him?

Fine, back then you were young, it's fine if you can't recognize your big brother, but if you still can't recognize my handsome face, then it's your fault!

This little rascal, he wanted to beat her to death!

Resisting the urge to tease Little Rascal, he pinched the center of his brows with his slender fingers and tossed the tear-stained handkerchief to Little Rascal with his other hand. He said with disgust, "Wash it up when you get back."

Qiao Mu obediently nodded and took it. She secretly rejoiced in her heart. Home? That means you don't want to follow the rules?

His hands on his hips, his chin raised to point at the sofa, his expression aloft, "Clothes."

Qiao Mu walked up like a dog and picked up the black shirt. It was unknown what material it was made of, but it felt extremely comfortable in her hands.

"Uncle, please change."

Xi Muqiao nodded in satisfaction. The corners of his mouth twitched, but he did not accept the gift. Instead, he slowly turned around and spread open his arms. His posture made him seem like an emperor.

This was asking her to dress him, damn it! Do you think you're the emperor? Qiao Mu Bing!

In order to keep losing legs and arms, she had to serve this old scoundrel. Wasn't it just putting on clothes? Who let his little life be in the hands of someone else?

"Buttoning."

Qiao Mu gritted her teeth and endured the humiliation of being an old scoundrel. She didn't forget to take the opportunity to touch the man's pectoral and abdominal muscles. Such a good opportunity was too much of a loss if she didn't take advantage of it!

"A coat."

"…"

"Scarf."

"…"

This old scoundrel was playing with her, but she had no choice but to obey. It was more important for her to stay alive. He scolded the old bastard a million times in his heart, even greeting the ancestor!

The moment he opened his mouth, he said, "Uncle, are you satisfied with this little girl's service?"

Xi Mubai lowered his eyes to cover the joy in his eyes. Looking at the little thing that was trying to please him, he pursed his lips and said in a deep and pleasant voice, "Not bad."

Qiao Mu cheered in her heart. Yes, the first step was a success!

His eyes and nose were still red, and after buttoning up his shirt, he courteously walked around the man once, making sure that there weren't any wrinkles on his face. Only then did he smile and open his mouth, "Hehe, then, do you think my friend and I can go home?"

Xi Muqiao snickered. Little bastard, so you were waiting for me here. He lowered his eyes to look at Little Rascal's expectant eyes and spoke slowly with an indifferent tone, not showing a single trace of shock.

"Hm, I will think about it. After all, you are strong." If you kill me, you will leave serious injuries on my body and mind. I still need to undergo follow-up observation in order to confirm whether or not you are to be let off. "

"It … it shouldn't be this serious right …" Qiao Mu choked. Aren't you the head of the underworld? Why are you the head when you can't even take such a small blow? You are looking down on me!

Besides, you're a man, do you have any side effects?

"If there's anything, I'll look for you. Remember, don't think about running away. I'm the leader of the underworld, I know your situation very clearly. If I find you running away …"

The trace of disdain in Qiao Mu's eyes was caught by the man. The man's voice paused slightly as her handsome eyes narrowed. It was clear that she was threatening.

"Not running, not running!" Qiao Mu shook her head and promised.

She didn't have anywhere to run to. Her mother was still healing and she still had to go to school, not to mention she was the boss of a gang. With tens of millions of her underlings digging every minute to get her out, it would be really tragic.

Qiu Ning Family

The room was dark. After returning from the bar, the two of them had no time to wash up. They could only lie on the bed and look at the chandelier on the ceiling as they patted their hearts to calm them down.

"You mean the man who forced you to sleep?"

Qiao Mu waved her hand with a worried expression. She suddenly remembered that Qiu Ning could not see without turning on the light and said weakly, "No no no, to be more accurate, I forced my way into his room and slept with him!"

Qiu Ning was dumbfounded. She turned her head to look at Qiao Mu lying on the bed. She really couldn't tell that such a thin and weak body could actually do such a domineering thing!

"How come I didn't realize how intrepid you were before?"

"Young lady, I have always been very valiant. It's just that you lack a pair of eyes that are good at discovering."

Qiu Ning disdained.

"You've really struck it rich! You're handsome and you have an aura about you. You're simply the best amongst men!" Qiu Ning held onto the quilt, her voice agitated. "Why do I feel like he's a bit familiar?"

Unfortunately, that person had his back to the light, so she could only vaguely see for a moment before being brought out by a few black-clothed men. However, just his tall and straight figure, handsome figure, and noble temperament was enough to stun people. His appearance was definitely not inferior.

Qiao Mu nodded, her almond-shaped eyes glimmering in the darkness. She admitted that the old bastard was indeed handsome and had a certain temperament. For the head of the underworld to act in such a manner would be an exaggeration.

It was a pity that he walked on a road of no return. Who knows when he might die. Such a good leather bag, tsk tsk, what a pity.

"Boss of the underworld, you must have seen it in the newspapers."

However, she didn't dare to think about what would happen in the future. I hope tomorrow will be a new day.

To the side, the sound of Qiu Ning's breathing could be heard. Qiao Mu's eyelids also began to twitch. In a daze, she thought of the old man's face that could make people angry.

"..." "Old bastard." Qiao Mu whispered.