lessness. He knew the young master's temperament too well; unless he himself wanted to leave, no one could persuade him.He sighed inwardly, but then saw the man suddenly gently let go of Mu Xing's han...The convoy is driving down the street.

At the front of the car, a man in black with dark hair leaned against the seat, his deep-set eyes fixed on his phone.

The screen displayed a video call. In the frame, the tall bodyguard kept flying backward. Soon, the petite figure appeared.

She flew again, kicking one bodyguard in the chest. The bodyguard went flying into the fountain, splashing water everywhere.

The girl looked at his disheveled appearance, her pink lips curled up in amusement. Although they were a distance apart and he couldn't hear her, he could read her lips as she said, “Delicious!”

"Such a mischievous little thing." Fu Lingxiao's thin lips curled into a gentle smile, his eyes soft.

At that moment, the car suddenly lurched violently, as if something had been caught underneath.

"Squeak—"

With a short, sharp brake sound, the car came to a sudden stop.

Fu Lingxiao raised his eyes, his handsome brows furrowed slightly.

"Excuse me, sir. I'll go check right away."

The driver immediately unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, turned on his phone flashlight, and just as he shone it under the car, a bloody little hand “slap!” hit the back window.

"Save me..."

A faint voice came, but it was discernible. The voice was brittle and soft, sounding almost like the chirping of a small creature.

Fu Lingxiao put down his phone and opened the car door. Before he even stepped out, a slender figure slipped into the car.

The smell of blood filled the air, and he was held in a grip, "Save me…"

The girl, covered in blood, looked at him weakly and helplessly, "Uncle, save me."

Those eyes, just like the little thing, were clear and bright. Not only her eyes, but also her voice and figure, were all similar.

Because her appearance was too similar to Mu Xing's, her pretty face bore a resemblance to Mu Xing. When she called him "little uncle," Fu Lingxiao suddenly had a moment of distraction, causing him to not push the girl away immediately.

On the side of the hotel, Shen Lué, who was hiding in the dark to give his family master Fu a live broadcast, heard the voice "Uncle" from his phone and widened his eyes in disbelief.

Looking at Mu Xing who was dominating the game, Little Star was still here. Who called out "Little Uncle"

Here, the driver saw an unknown object entering the backseat and immediately ran over to check. At that moment, they saw their husband being held by a bloody girl, and the husband didn't seem to want to throw her out.

The driver's eyes widened in surprise. Except for Miss Mu Xing, no one had ever been able to get so close to their master.

Several menacing men chased after him down the street, shouting angrily, “You little bastard! Where do you think you're going!”

Fu Lingxiao clearly felt that when the girl heard the sound, she clutched his hand a little tighter.

He hung up the video call, lowered his eyes to look at the girl, “Are they looking for you”

The little girl nodded fearfully, tears glistening in her eyes. "Yes, my father gambled away all our money. After losing everything, he pawned me off to them. They're going to take me to a brothel. Uncle, please, help me."

Fu Lingxiao pursed his thin lips, pulled the girl away, and glared at the driver with his deep eyes, "Go."

The driver outside the car immediately got in and started the vehicle.

"Uncle, thank you for saving me, but could you please not leave me for now If they find me, I'll still be sold to a brothel."

The girl cautiously grabbed the man's sleeve with one hand, her voice nearly pleading.

Fu Lingxiao's eyes looked at her deeply, and after a moment, he nodded in agreement.

When the girl saw that he had agreed, she let out a breath of relief. Her whole body relaxed and she leaned back against the car seat, weakly closing her eyes. The hand that was gripping his sleeve also drooped.

Fu Lingxiao looked at her pale face, then retracted his gaze after a few seconds. He took off the blood-stained shirt on his body and replaced it with a clean one, ordering the driver: "Stop the car."

The car pulled over to the side.

"Take her to the hospital and stay with her there."

Fu Lingxiao uttered a casual word, opened the car door and got in the backseat.

The driver took the girl to the hospital, while the rest of the convoy continued on to the hotel.

Here at the hotel.

The bodyguard was sprawled on the ground. Shen Qiong hooked her arm around Mu Xing's shoulder and looked at the middle-aged man on the stairs: "With such a group of bodyguards you raised, it’s a miracle you're still alive."

After the fall of the Tang family, the Sheng family, which had once been slightly less prominent than the Tangs, took their place and became one of the four great families.

And the middle-aged man was Sheng Kang, the uncle of Sheng Jia's current head, Sheng Ziqian, and one of the shareholders of Shengshi Group.

Sheng Kang didn't care about Shen Qiong's mockery; his attention was now fully on Mu Xing.

Mu Xing's position was far away, facing away from him, and she was constantly surrounded by fighting, so he had never seen her clearly. This time, as she turned around, he suddenly realized, wasn't this the girl who danced last night!

Last night's banquet at the Shen Group, a glimpse of her dancing in the dance pool, left him enchanted and obsessed. He couldn't forget it, even though he knew she belonged to Fu Lingxiao, his heart still yearned for her.

He never expected to meet her here tonight. Looking at the girl's stunning face and graceful figure, he suddenly felt that Yun Xiaoyan in his arms was not as attractive anymore.

He pushed her away, then walked towards Mu Xing with a smile. "Sorry, sorry, it was a misunderstanding."

Just now, I wished to put them to death. Now, suddenly, they are so kind and cordial.

Mu Xing and Shen Qiong frowned together, looking at him in confusion.

Sheng Kang walked up to Mu Xing, looked her up and down with concern, "Did my people hurt you Would you like me to take you to the hospital for a check-up"

The bodyguard, lying on the ground moaning in pain: ...Boss, why don't you take a look at us

Mu Xing's face held a hint of coldness. "No need."

Sheng Kang smiled and said, "I scared you. I don't know when you have time. I'll treat you to a meal as an apology."

Suddenly, a low and icy voice sounded: "Now you have time, but this crime, one meal is not enough to compensate."

Several people looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.

A man in a white shirt and black trousers strode towards them, his long legs encased within the pants. The surrounding light and shadow danced across his stern face, creating a play of contrasts.

Sometimes dazzling like a celestial immortal, noble and enchanting.

Sometimes dark as the hellish Asura, frightening.

Looking into those pitch-black, icy eyes, Sheng Kang's heart suddenly felt a chill that spread through his whole body, freezing him in place. He couldn't move an inch.

"Uncle!"

Mu Xing happily skipped over, hugging his arm, and suddenly smelled a faint metallic scent. She furrowed her brow with worry, "Little Uncle, are you hurt"

Looking at the little girl in his arms right now, Fu Lingxiao suddenly remembered the girl just now, a dark light flashed in his eyes, but he suppressed it silently. He reached out and pinched the little girl's delicate cheek, "I'm not hurt."

Mu Xing was still not at ease, her eyes sizing him up.

Fu Lingxiao curved his lips, reaching out to pull her into his embrace. He raised his eyes to meet Sheng Kang's gaze, the tenderness in his eyes receding like a tide, leaving behind only a chilling darkness. "President Sheng, didn't you say you wanted to make amends Let's begin." against the headboard, his slender fingers tracing the edge of the photo album. He ordered, “Wu Shu, go call Shen Lue over.”Okay.Wu Guanta went to call Shen Yue, while he himself stayed guard at Mu X...