ip between Fu Lingxiao and the girl, but they were all intimidated by the man's imposing aura and dared not speak a word.Tang Yingying saw Mu Xing standing beside Fu Lingxiao, her expectant expression...Fu Lingxiao lowered his gaze, looking at Mu Xing. A smile hid in the depths of his dark eyes, "What did I deceive you about again"

Mù Xīng's delicately pretty face was flushed with anger as she struggled and accused, "You tricked me onto the helicopter! You brought me back without my consent!"

Fu Lingxiao's powerful iron arms securely imprisoned the fluffy little fellow, a pleasant curve rising at the corner of his thin lips.

He liked the word "return."

He liked the little girl's reaction more.

He wasn't afraid of her anger, he could soothe it. What he feared most was the way she used to be, calm and detached, like a still pond.

Fu Lingxiao changed to a serious and earnest expression, looking at the little girl and asking, "Baby, help me onto the helicopter, did I apply for it with you"

Mu Xing: "……".

It seems so.

Fu Lingxiao added, “As for bringing you back, I was asleep at the time. I really didn’t know. When I woke up, we were already back.”

The bodyguard behind her immediately stepped forward, "Miss Mu Xing, I'm so sorry. It was my own decision to bring you back. I was really worried about Mr. Fu's health. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Please don't misunderstand Mr. Fu!"

"See, darling, you're wrong about me."

Fu Lingxiao looked innocent.

Mu Xing's gaze shifted from him to the bodyguard, then back to him.

Fu Lingxiao pursed his thin lips and met the little girl's suspicious gaze. A few traces of grievance appeared on his handsome face, "It's understandable that Baobei doesn't believe me, I deserve it."

As she spoke, her eyes started to well up with tears, looking as if she had been deeply wronged and was pitifully miserable.

Mu Xing frowned, suppressing her anger, and her expression returned to its usual coldness. "Let me down."

The man, however, contorted his face in pain, "Honey, let's not fight anymore, okay My wound on my leg has reopened and it hurts so much."

Mu Xing knew she should leave immediately, go far away, but when she heard her little uncle say he was in pain, she couldn't help but soften her heart a bit.

She secretly despised her own incompetence and said to him, "You should let me down even more because you have an injury on your leg."

"No, if I let you down, you'd run away. I have an injury on my leg, I can't catch up to you."

Fu Lingxiao tightened his arms around her, his expression stubborn and wronged. Mu Xing's heart softened by half. She wanted to comfort him but couldn't speak insincerely. She could only remain silent.

The little girl suddenly became well-behaved, and Fu Lingxiao, having learned from previous lessons, was even more vigilant.

He hurried into the villa, clutching her tightly, eager to lock her inside.

Butler Wu was waiting in the living room for his young master to return home. Seeing the man carrying Mu Xing in, the seriousness on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by surprise and delight as he stepped forward. "Young Master! Little Mu Xing! You're back!"

Fu Lingxiao hummed softly in acknowledgement, holding Mu Xing and heading straight upstairs.

The bodyguard handed Mu Xing's luggage to Butler Wu, who took it with a chuckle. "Master, you brought Little Mu Xing back! That's wonderful! Master is truly amazing!"

The bodyguard who had accompanied him along the way said: He was not only skilled, but also cunning and insidious, with endless tricks up his sleeve!

Back in the master bedroom, Fu Lingxiao kicked the door shut and immediately put Mu Xing down. Then, holding the little girl, he feared she might really be angry. Anyway, since he had brought her back, he could slowly coax her.

Mu Xing lowered her eyes and glanced at the man's legs. Although he was wearing black trousers, she could still faintly see that his right thigh was wet on one side.

She took the medicine box from the cabinet and looked at the man, “Take off your pants and sit on the couch.”

The little girl took the initiative to help him treat his wound, Fu Lingxiao was very happy, but he didn't want to get close to the sofa at all.

The sofa had been replaced with a new one, devoid of the bloodstains he had left behind. But whenever he saw it, he would be transported back to that night, when the little girl, ignoring his pleas, hypnotized him and left without hesitation.

Remembering those scenes, my heart aches.

Fu Lingxiao ignored the sofa, took off his pants, and sat on the bed.

The wound, after being cleaned, was deeper and larger than the one made by a pen. It had naturally healed but split open again, blood constantly flowing out.

Mu Xing's cold eyes rippled with a hint of hesitation, as if unwilling to do so, she picked up the medical kit and squatted down by the bed, taking out cotton swabs to press on his wound to stop the bleeding and disinfect it.

Fu Lingxiao seemed to feel no pain, he lowered his head and gazed at the meticulous little girl, his eyes softened.

Meanwhile, in the woods outside the estate.

A prime sniper position, a customized sniper cannon was trained on the bay window of the master bedroom on the second floor of the mansion.

The Black Wolf wore earplugs to muffle the noise, bending down to observe through his sights.

He was protected by curtains and bulletproof glass, but it did not impede his aim.

It took him all his effort to infiltrate the Imperial City, and he didn't easily wait until the manor's security was lax. He lurked here for five days and finally got his chance!

If you dare to blow up his foundation, he'll blow up your house!

In the master bedroom, Mu Xing helped Fu Lingxiao treat his wounds. She put away the medical kit and returned it to the cabinet. She looked at the man with a cold expression, "I'm leaving. Don't come looking for me again."

Fu Lingxiao had just put on his trousers when he saw Mu Xing about to leave. He didn't even bother putting on his shoes and rushed after her, "Xing'er, don't go!"

His hand had just touched hers when it was harshly swatted away.

Mu Xing's delicate features were etched with coldness, "Can you not see the reality We are impossible. I don't like you anymore. Let me go, okay Why must we make things difficult for each other"

"But it was you who hugged me first, saying you'd never leave me."

He had vowed so solemnly, that he readily abandoned any retreat. Now, he was being asked to let her go.

He let her go, who will let him go

His heart was torn apart by a myriad of uncontrollable emotions. Fu Lingxiao's eyes were red-rimmed, his gaze deep and heavy, silently shattering, "Xing'er, I struggled so hard to climb out of the abyss, don't push me back in again, I'll go mad."

Mu Xing felt a lump in her throat. She felt sorry for her little uncle, and she didn't want him to leave. But between them stood the deep hatred of the massacre, the weight of fourteen lives. She truly couldn't convince herself to stay by his side.

"I'm sorry."

"Bang!—"

"Bang!—"

"Bang!—"

Suddenly, three high-explosive armor-piercing shells pierced through the glass of the landing window, and the explosion was deafening!

The master bedroom collapsed in an earth-shattering, terrifying instant!

The powerful blast sent a fiery whirlwind raging, igniting a roaring inferno. The master bedroom was instantly engulfed in flames!

The explosions were still echoing, the entire villa was trembling. Under the collapsing walls, Fu Lingxiao shielded Mu Xing beneath him, his big hand tightly covering her ears to minimize the damage the explosion noise could do to her.

The explosion, beyond human endurance, had shattered his eardrums, blood oozing from them and trickling down his neck.

The weight of the load-bearing wall pressed down on his body, causing it to tremble uncontrollably. His spine was rigid, bracing itself against the pressure, refusing to let him collapse. To do so would crush his little star.

The thick smell of blood hung heavy in the air.

Mu Xing's eyes trembled, her pupils filled with a mist of water, "Little Uncle..."

At the moment the load-bearing wall collapsed, her uncle rushed over to protect her. She clearly saw that the back of his head had been hit.pressed down to squeeze it onto her fingers. She then applied it to the man's wound on his back. Afraid that Uncle Xiao would be in pain, she gently blew air on the wound as she rubbed the ointment on...