Then no one cared about the handsome man.
Feeling Su Ziyue's eyes gazing at him, he lifted his head. His eyes were as distant and dark as a mountain in the shadow of the night, mysterious and dangerous. His face was so beautiful with delicate figures, but also cold and aloof, almost suffocating her. 'This man has an aura of power,’ she thought.
Then the man lowered his head to look at the glass of wine in his hand attentively; something different flashed through his eyes.
Su Ziyue, who also had a glass of wine in her hand, shook the glass a little.
Then she shook off Young Master Mu's hand with disgust, headed straight to the man, and took the wine from his hand. She lifted the wine in front of Young Master Mu and sneered wickedly at him, "It’s just a glass of wine. Keep your words, Young Master Mu."
After that, she drank up the wine and cast the glass aside, then darted a look full of hate to Su Yige before going out to leave.
The man in black looked Su Ziyue disappearing at the door, with a scheming smile.
Getting out of the room, Su Ziyue went to the bathroom first as she felt a little unsettled inside.
By the time she went out of the bathroom, she saw Young Master Mu, whose full name was Mu Ninghui, running to her from the other side of the aisle. She turned to flee at once. But before she could run far, she felt fatigued and weak all of a sudden. A sense of dizziness horrified her as she murmured, "How come?"
"A wise woman can be ruined by her own wisdom."
A clear voice, like the sound of a fountain, was heard from her back, making her heart shiver. And the next moment, she fainted into a man's cold hug.
She felt she was surrounded by the breath with coldness and strangeness, and her vision gradually blurred, but she still tried to struggle and murmured," Let, let go of me!" i
She didn't want to fall into the trap Su Yige set for her, and she didn't want Mu Ninghui, that disgusting man, to touch her body, either.
"Do you want to be caught by Mu Ninghui?" the man said with a clear and beautiful voice. With a little consciousness left, she realized this man wasn't Mu Ninghui.
The man lowered his head, squinted down at her rosy face and vacant eyes, a vortex of passion swirling in his eyes.
And Su Ziyue gradually lost her consciousness.
The man looked at her with his head lowered, bent down, and lifted her up by both arms. Then he turned his head slightly and said to his men, "No need to follow now."
The next day.
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