After paying the money, Mu Xing became utterly penniless.But then, thinking about how much she had bought, her heart didn't hurt as much. She waved at Ruan Ruqing, "Goodbye, pretty sister."As Ruan Ruq...Yun Tuo looked at the man on the bed. His dark and empty eyes stared blankly.

The needle holes where the stitches were roughly pulled out on his neck were still bleeding. The gauze on both of his hands had already been soaked red with blood.

Like a dying beast, covered in wounds, its senses dulled, yet it remained vigilant, keeping everyone at bay.

Master Fu's body was already weak. If these injuries weren't treated, they would only worsen his condition. Moreover, Master Fu only said not to disturb the little sweetheart Mu Xing, he didn't say anything about not letting her in if she came.

As for Mu Xing Xiao Ai...

She used to be bold, and after growing up for three years, she must have become even bolder. She definitely wouldn't be so easily frightened!

Yunto muttered to himself, giving a low order: "Shut your mouth and bring her in at once."

"Yes!"

The bodyguard hung up the phone and opened the door, gesturing respectfully to Mu Xing with a “please.” "Miss, please come in."

"You're welcome."

Mu Xing walked in with a calm expression.

In the shadows outside the gate, Shen Lue watched her figure gradually disappear, swallowed by the mansion that lurked in the darkness like a behemoth.

His heart was violently struck by a dark surge, opening a crack in his chest. He swallowed the pain and bitterness, a faint smile on his lips, he quietly disappeared, as if he had never been there...

-

Main Villa.

Yuntuo had already stood at the door waiting, beside him, stood Wu Butler and Jiang Huaiyang.

Wu, the butler, clasped his hands together and kept glancing toward the door, stretching his neck like a giraffe. His expression was a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

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Yun Tuo frowned and looked at Wu, the steward. Before even seeing Mu Xing, his little sweetheart, he was already so excited. When they finally met, wouldn't he pounce on her

"I'm afraid Wu Guanjia's appearance might raise suspicion from Mu Xing. Why don't you go back to the kitchen, Wu Guanjia"

"I'm not going, I'll wait for Mu Xing little baby!"

Butler Wu wouldn't budge, and upon learning that Mu Xing had returned, he was so overjoyed that he practically jumped up. Had it not been for Jiang Huaiyang pulling him back, he would have already run to the door to greet her.

Yun Tuo said: “Then you should keep your expression in check, stay calm. Right now, we are strangers to Miss Mu Xing. You should act like you're around a stranger.”

Jiang Huai Yang nodded in agreement, "Little Mu Xing has finally come back, you mustn't scare her away. Quickly adjust your emotions, she'll be here soon."

Not far away, the bodyguard led Mu Xing towards them.

Wu Guanta's eyes welled up with tears of excitement, but he immediately suppressed his emotions, regaining the composure of a seasoned butler. His expression was solemn and dignified, his bearing impeccable.

The bodyguard brought Mu Xing to the main villa's door and then left.

Mu Xing had no intention of going in. She stood on the steps, her eyes scanning the three people at the door indifferently, her gaze lingering on Yun Tuo dressed as a bodyguard, "Trouble you to call Mr. Fu out, I have something to find him."

Yun Tuo's face was cold and solemn, but his expression remained polite. "I apologize, Master Fu is unavailable to come down at the moment. May I escort you upstairs to see him"

"Call him."

I just bought a bottle of perfume. On the phone, they said it was the same. It's better not to see that crazy man.

The other party replied, "Mr. Fu is not available to take your call right now. If you want to see Mr. Fu, you'll have to come up yourself."

Mu Xing's brow furrowed, her rapid and erratic heartbeat made her very agitated. She didn't want to waste any more time, she took a step onto the stairs and walked into the villa.

Yun Tuo followed closely behind, accompanying him upstairs.

As soon as the two left, Wu Guanyin, holding Fan'er, instantly relaxed. He immediately grabbed Jiang Huaiyang's hand, his eyes filled with tears of excitement. "Little sweetheart Xing is really back, Jiang Jiang, she just glanced at me!"

Jiang Huai Yang rarely showed a smile, "Hush, be gentle, don't let Xiao Mu Xing hear us."

-

Arrived at the master bedroom door on the second floor.

Yun Tuo put his hand on the doorknob, turned it halfway then stopped, and looked at Mu Xing, reminding him, “Master Fu’s state isn't good right now, you saw that, don’t be afraid.”

There is nothing in this world that scares her.

Mùxīng Miàn nodded expressionlessly.

Only then did Yun Tuo feel safe opening the door.

In the coldly decorated bedroom, the curtains were drawn shut, and the air was thick with the heavy scent of blood. On the gray handmade silk carpet, there were patches of bloodstains blooming one after another.

On the large bed, a thin man lay on his side facing away from the door, still as a statue.

Mu Xing's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, she walked to the foot of the bed with her feet on the blood-stained carpet.

His eyelashes were like a raven's, half-drooped, and his deep-set eyes stared blankly, as if transparent. His cheeks were sickly pale with blood splattered on them, red and glaring.

The pinprick on his neck had been torn into a bloody gash, not yet fully clotted, and blood oozed out continuously. It congealed into a large drop that rolled suddenly down his pale skin.

His slender, handsome hands were wrapped in bloody bandages. One hand had a strip of bandage torn away and hung limply over the edge of the bed. The entire scene was imbued with a sense of deathly decay.

A nameless ache constricted Mu Xing's heart, her breathing and heartbeat abruptly erratic as if held captive by something. It stopped for a moment before resuming with renewed intensity.

After a few days, how could he have become like this

Mu Xing looked at Yun Tuo, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, "This isn't a very good state, is it"

If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, she would have thought he was dead.

When Master Fu's hallucinations were at their worst, he even attempted suicide. Now, his condition isn't good either.

But Yun Tuo couldn't explain to Mu Xing, so he simply picked up the nearby medical kit and handed it to her.

“I won't handle the wound, please help Mr. Fu with it. If you have anything to ask Mr. Fu, you can talk to him slowly. I won't disturb you!”

Although Grandpa Fu is strong, he would definitely not attack Mu Xing. Yun Tuo was very certain about this, so after saying that, he immediately flashed out of the bedroom and thoughtfully closed the door.

"...."

Mu Xing glanced at the medicine box in her arms, then looked at the half-dead man on the bed.

She did not forget her medical skills. To avoid Qiao Daishan, she chose a completely different profession instead of practicing medicine to save people, but her doctor's heart prevented her from ignoring the wounded.

She helplessly carried the medicine box to the bedside and sat down, tending to the blood hole on the man's neck.

The antiseptic water touched the wound, sending a searing pain through him that jolted his almost lost senses. Though barely perceptible, it was enough to bring the man who had been drifting in and out of consciousness back to full alertness instantly.

My thoughts were muddled, but the feeling that sunk into my soul was so clear.

He was her star...

His little star has returned...

All defenses crumbled in an instant, a hand wrapped in bloody gauze slowly reached out, unable to discern reality from illusion, only knowing the overwhelming urge to hold her.

Only by holding him would his heart not hurt so much.

Mu Xingjian's hand trembled as she reached out to Fu Lingxiao, her expression turning cold. She grabbed his wrist and warned in a chilling voice, "Don't move!"

"Baby..."

Fu Lingxiao struggled to move his thin lips, his voice hoarse and weak, "I hurt so much..."

He wrapped his gauze-bandaged hand carefully around that slender wrist, pulling it over with effort. He pressed her soft hand against his chest, “It hurts here…”

The almighty grandpa Fu's maxed-out little sweetheart fights fiercely.gun, twisted her entire arm back, and kicked her groin with her foot.*One stroke wins the championship, fame spreads far and wide, radiance envelops the body, obscuring the heavens.*Wishing our reader...