The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

005 Chu Jiuyue is captivated by his gentleness 1

Chu Jiuyue felt a sense of contempt for the original owner of the body, and had no intention of avenging the original owner. Instead, she kept mocking the original owner's stupidity and ignorance in her heart. It was unclear whether she was mocking herself or the original owner. Xiao Ba was terrified by what she heard.

[Goodness, how pitiful. The original owner was much better off than me. At least she didn't sacrifice as much as I did, only to end up with nothing but bones. Luckily, I left a will stating that once I died, those people wouldn't get anything from me. In the end, they came up empty-handed, haha...]

Even if they kill me, so what? Wanting to get what's mine is just wishful thinking. They scheme against me, but in the end, it's all for nothing, hahaha—

Hearing the host's wild laughter, Xiao Ba sensed a hint of sadness in her voice for some reason, and felt a pang of unease.

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Let's not even mention Xiao Ba. Even at this moment, Mo Wenchen could deeply feel the desolate aura surrounding Chu Jiuyue, as well as the intense resentment, unwillingness, and despair in her heart, which was like a volcanic eruption.

He instinctively embraced her, as if trying to dispel the chill from this silly girl with his arms, and wanted to whisper something to her.

From this day forward, everything belongs to Him.

He will make her feel as warm as if she were basking in the spring sunshine, and will never let anyone hurt her in the slightest. He will always protect her like a loyal guardian.

Chu Jiuyue's body stiffened abruptly. She never expected that this man would actually hold her and stroke her head so gently. This caused a storm to surge in Chu Jiuyue's heart. She subconsciously wanted to resist and refuse, but that damned gentleness attracted her like a magnet, making her unwilling to let go and only wanting to hold on tightly.

Thus, in that brief moment of hesitation, she missed the opportunity to resist immediately, which also destined her to never be able to escape again.

From that moment on, she was completely immersed in this man's tender embrace, as if she were trapped in a quagmire, unable to extricate herself.

At this moment, she naturally could not foresee the future. Under the other's gentle caresses and affectionate embrace, she was gradually overcome by weariness. Her eyes became hazy as if shrouded in mist, and finally she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

In the quiet room, only the faint, shallow sound of breathing could be heard, like a soft feather gently brushing against Mo Wenchen's heartstrings.

He stood quietly by the bed, gazing at the person who had fallen asleep peacefully before him, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.

Slowly, he bent down, carefully stretched out his arms, and gently lifted the other person up around the waist as if protecting a precious treasure.

Every movement was so gentle, as if afraid of waking the sleeping beauty in his arms.

Then, with steady steps, he slowly walked to the bedside and gently placed her on the bed.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly felt a small hand tightly gripping the hem of his clothes.

This sudden action startled him, and his gaze froze instantly.

Following the hand, one could see that her eyes were tightly closed, but her brows were unconsciously furrowed, as if she were experiencing something unsettling in her dream.

Seeing this, Mo Wenchen couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to stay and keep her company.

So he silently took off his coat and gently covered her with it, then lay down beside her.

Once again, he reached out and gently embraced her.