C25

With one hand in his pocket and the other holding Mi Su, Rong Jinchu walked towards the extended version of the Rolls-Royce.

With a "Hua la" sound, the bodyguards on both sides of the door opened the door for him.

Mi Su hugged onto the sheet as she watched the door close.

Inside the car, there was a bottle of aged wine. On the marble counter, the wine in the goblet had been drunk to a whole level.

At the tip of his nose, a man's cool and pleasant scent wafted over.

Rong Jinchu sat down and hugged Mi Su onto his lap.

Mi Su had no time to care about how dubious her posture was. With a sullen face and a drooping head, she immediately became sad at the thought of parting with this beautiful world.

She's still young...

Don't want to die yet …

Rong Jinchu reached out his hand, his forefinger gently flicking her cheeks, "Bring the wine over."

Mi Su did as she was told, but she did not give the wine to Rong Jinchu.

She held the goblet with both hands and looked at the scarlet liquid in it. At the tip of her nose, she could smell the mellow aroma of the wine. In addition, there was also an alluring fruit fragrance.

Mi Su brought it to her nose and took a whiff.

So it wasn't red wine, but wine.

Rong Jinchu wrapped his arms around her waist and watched her actions.

He hated people touching her things.

But if this person was Mi Su, he could accept it.

"Want some?"

"Mm …"

"Then let's drink."

"Oh."

After getting permission, Mi Su did not hold back, holding the glass to her lips, she took a small sip.

It really was delicious.

With thin lips, her smile widened.

Rong Jinchu's gaze fell on Mi Su's rosy and full lips.

He could clearly see that the place Mi Su was drinking was just right, it was the place he was drinking at before.

Is this an indirect kiss?

He liked it.

After Mi Su finished drinking the wine, she felt a warm feeling in her stomach.

From the moment Rong Jinchu appeared, she knew that she was nearing death's door.

She raised her eyes, met Rong Jinchu's gaze, and remembered the question from the Jin Garden back then, as well as Rong Jinchu's reply. Mi Su felt helpless.

Thus, she did not waste her time to discuss with Rong Jinchu why she wanted to kill him.

"Tell me, what do you want to do to kill me?"

Rather than worrying about when one might die, it was better to face it head on.

She, Mi Su, had never been one to avoid questions.

During this time, she also wanted to go to the police, but she didn't have any witnesses or evidence. Even if she went to the police station and told her uncle that someone wanted to kill her for no reason, others would just treat her like a lunatic.

Rong Jinchu was attracted by her crying, and his chest felt a little stuffy.

"Why are you crying?"

"…"

Mi Su bit her lips.

What's wrong with her crying?

She was about to die, wouldn't she be allowed to cry?

Mi Su bit her lips, her pure white teeth, and bit out a touch of white on her pink lips.

Thinking about it, she felt even more wronged. She did not care if Rong Jinchu hated her for being so noisy, so she twisted her neck in anger and started to cry.

"Wow …"

Rong Jinchu frowned. Looking at the pair of clear black and white eyes, which were filled with large tears, he instantly felt that he was truly a little abnormal. He actually liked listening to her cry as well.

He smiled and raised his eyebrows.

Maybe he really did have the potential to be a freak.