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"Boss, Miss Mu might be busy, but don't be angry!" The subordinate beside Jing Chenxiao felt a chill and unconsciously shrunk his neck. He vaguely sensed that something was amiss. His gaze subconsciously drifted towards Jing Chenxiao's phone. Seeing that it was Mu Jinxuan, his heart tightened, noticing the gloomy expression on his hometown. He couldn't help but speak up on behalf of Mu Jinxuan and tried to comfort her.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Jinxuan, who was in the country, couldn't help but sneeze on the street. The cold night wind blew against her face, causing her to unconsciously pull up her coat. She was unsure of where she should go as she blindly walked on the street.

It was unknown whether the words of his subordinates had provoked Jing Chenxiao's heart, or whether Mu Jinxuan's position in his heart was really important, causing him to unconsciously frown. He felt a slight chill spreading through his heart, causing a layer of frost to cover his gloomy face. Before his little brother could speak again, he opened his mouth and roared coldly, "When did you talk too much about me?"

His tone was incomparably cold, like an icicle piercing into a person's heart, causing anyone who heard it to shudder. Everyone's breathing slowed down as they were afraid that Jing Chenxiao would detect a sound and take their anger out …

The goosebumps on the little brother standing at the side involuntarily rose up. Under Jing Chenxiao's gaze, he felt his scalp tingle as he lowered his head in fear. The emotions in his heart were very unsettled, and he inexplicably wanted to escape.

Faintly, little brother's lips couldn't help but begin to go white, and started to tremble, as if he was extremely terrifying in front of Jing Chenxiao. His legs unknowingly went limp, and he was very glad that he didn't pee in front of Jing Chenxiao.

"All of you, scram!" Jing Chenxiao looked around and discovered that the people around him were all cowardly and weak, completely different from Mu Jinxuan who would resist him from time to time. This made him use this excuse to subconsciously ignore the other party's true thoughts. He didn't want to see their cowardly look, so he threw his phone onto the sofa and roared coldly.

"Yes, we will get out now!" Everyone could sense that Jing Chenxiao's face had become gloomy and cold. They did not dare to stay any longer and ran outside, and for some reason, they acted as if they had met a monster, fleeing in panic. Even the back of the person who had just spoke up to console Jing Chenxiao unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat as the tone of his voice changed according to the aura on Jing Chenxiao's body.

At the start, they could still hear the breathing of quite a few people, but now, other than the existence of Jing Chenxiao, there was no one else. There was no one in the surroundings who was still alive, and even Jing Chenxiao had an inexplicable sense of dejection. He stood up unhurriedly, grabbed the phone he just threw away and walked upstairs.

In the bedroom, Jing Chenxiao walked over to the cupboard where the rare red wine was stored, casually took out a bottle, opened it and poured into a goblet. The dark red color of the wine slid down the edge of the bottle, revealing itself in the transparent cup. The history placed in the distance gave it a very rich and mellow aroma, but it was a pity that Jing Chenxiao didn't intend to taste it.

He casually swirled the goblet and gulped the wine down his throat. The spicy taste stimulated his esophagus, but he drank the wine without a care in the world. The color of wine was inadvertently stained on the corner of his mouth. It looked like a deadly color. His vision drifted to the bed that he had slept in with Mu Jinxuan, and he felt an inexplicable longing for her.

Inside the country, Mu Jinxuan came to Du Yiqing's building and looked at the car she had bought with Jing Chenxiao's money. She had a strange feeling about it. She opened the door and got in. The heat from the inside of the car immediately enveloped her in cold air, making her feel warm.

She subconsciously rubbed her hands as she pressed her fingertips against the phone beside her that was turned off. She pressed down the window and allowed the cold wind to disperse the heat. When her emotions stabilized, she suddenly took a deep breath, turned on the phone, called Jing Chenxiao back, and calmly opened her mouth to explain: "Sorry, I didn't hear it just now."

Mu Jinxuan's overly calm tone made Jing Chenxiao, who had received the call, feel a little amused. He retracted his misty gaze and put down the wine cup in his hand. He pretended as if nothing had happened and sat up straight, facing Mu Jinxuan on the other side of the phone, as he coldly taunted, "What's wrong? You think you can escape my control when you return? "

He did not say anything else and hung up the phone. His mind was a little hazy and his thoughts were unsteady. However, his heart was filled with a possessive desire that was constantly playing tricks on him. He looked at the wine on the table, which had already been drunk from a few bottles, and smirked. It was unknown if she was ridiculing Mu Jinxuan for overestimating her own abilities, but she was ridiculing him for humiliating her like this.

Mu Jinxuan, who had been hung off the phone, did not hear any movement from Jing Chenxiao's phone, nor did she want to get too close to him. Putting down the phone in his hand, he secretly let out a sigh of relief and silently prayed that he could find a toy that would suit his taste during this period of time.

Therefore, she was not willing to interact too much with the other party. Right now, all she wanted was to get back at Yue Min for the pain he had bestowed to her. As for the rest, she chose to forget about them. Looking at the dwindling crowd before her, she headed straight for the hotel.

On the main street, Lu Juyan and Du Yiqing walked back home together, and on the way there, neither of them said a word. It was unknown if it was because she was too embarrassed to say something or if it was because the anger in the bottom of Du Yiqing's heart caused her to inexplicably not want to have any conversation with him.

The two of them swiped their cards and opened the door. Just as they were about to go up the stairs, an old lady accidentally stepped on a flight of stairs and fell down right in front of them. The old woman held onto the banister by the stairs and tried to get up, but her old feet were too weak to support her.

"Granny, are you alright?" Du Yiqing was startled, he walked to the side of the old granny. Grasping her by the shoulders, he tried to help her to her feet.

Du Yiqing's eyes flashed with a trace of pain, which inexplicably caused Du Yiqing's mind to waver towards Du's father who was lying on the sickbed, and his heart was filled with sorrow. The strength in his hands was also increasing. Somehow, he didn't want this old man to be injured.

"I'm fine, maybe my feet are crooked." The old granny used Du Yiqing's help to stand up, but she did not dare place her right foot on the ground. Her rough hands grabbed at Du Yiqing's hands, her heart filled with gratitude.