Mr. Satan, let's meet tonight!

Suddenly, a loud 'boom' rang out.

Si Tingye stood outside the door with a gloomy expression, looking travel-worn, clearly having rushed back in a hurry.

The wooden door was kicked off the frame and lay broken on the ground.

When the man saw the scene before him, his amber eyes behind his glasses erupted with fury, surging like a raging tide.

"Mu Sichen, how dare you!"

This roar was enough to make Yin Xiu and Zuo Ye, who were catching up from behind, stop in their tracks and dare not go any further.

Simply because they are afraid of seeing what they don't want to see.

Mu Sichen's body stiffened, and he didn't even have time to hide the ferocious expression on his face.

He never expected that Si Tingye, who was supposed to be at the company, would return so quickly!

"Tingye, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man strode in, lifted him off the bed, and slammed him to the ground.

At the same time, the gun in his hand was pointed at his head.

The white gloves and black gun create a striking and unsettling contrast.

The fall caused Mu Sichen's back to hit the wardrobe behind him.

However, the intense pain was nothing compared to the shock before my eyes, and even less compared to the anguish in my heart.

"Tingye, are you going to kill me?"

Si Tingye narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold words flowed from his thin lips, each one deliberate and chilling—

"Mu Sichen, do you think that just because you saved my life back then, I won't kill you?"

"Or do you think that because the Mu family has the old master backing them up, I won't dare to do anything?"

"Do you really think that just because I'm being controlled by the old man with drugs, and you and Mu Pianran are helping me research an antidote, I'll protect you two siblings forever out of gratitude?"

Each sentence, each word, pierced Mu Sichen's heart like an icicle.

This Si Tingye was so unfamiliar that it felt as if he had never met him before.

Mu Sichen was afraid.

He didn't want to die, especially not at the hands of the person he loved most.

Due to the effects of the medication, Shang Xi began to toss and turn in bed, feeling as if her whole body was on fire.

"It's so hot... so hot... so hot..."

“Si Tingye… Mr. Si… Si Tingye…”

"Mmm...I want it..."

The whispers uttered out of distress slowly eased Si Tingye's anger, while also constantly reminding him of his own pain.

If we had returned even a minute later, the consequences would have been horrific!

At that moment, he was completely unaware that he had gradually developed a desire to protect Shang Xi.

There was almost no hesitation.

A gunshot rang out.

This shot was ultimately a response to the life-saving grace from years ago.

Mu Sichen groaned and covered his left shoulder with his hand.

The scalding blood quickly stained his entire left arm.

Si Tingye ruthlessly threw the gun into the trash can.

He turned around, picked up Shang Xi, who was still under the influence of the drug, and carried her away from the disgusting room without looking at the person on the ground again.

Mu Sichen could vaguely hear the man leave behind a cold and indifferent remark.

"Send him back to the Mu family and tell the Mu elders to keep an eye on him. Tell them that if this happens again, they should be prepared to bury their child!"

"Yes, sir."

When Yin Xiu and Zuo Ye walked in, they immediately saw the person sitting on the ground bleeding profusely.

He was crying and laughing at the same time, looking like a fool.

Obeying the master's orders, the two dared not delay and could only half-drag and half-pull him away from the West Suburb Manor.