C12 Impulse Is the Devil

Mo Mi crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, "Chu Lingfeng, are you not afraid that I will hate you?"

He leaned his head closer. "Women are more honest in bed."

Chu Lingfeng grabbed her hands with one hand and pressed her wrists on top of her head. He buried his head into kissing her.

However, every time he missed, he became more and more impatient. He did not care about her reaction and directly touched her.

Mo Mi anxiously cried, "Chu Lingfeng, you disappoint me too much."

Duanmu Yun parked the car by the side of the road and kept looking at the floor. He glanced at his watch from time to time.

He caressed his cheek. His patience was running out. Why did she not come down after going up for so long? Logically speaking, it should be enough for her to eat.

He opened the car door and brown shining leather shoes fell to the ground. He put on his sunglasses and walked into the lobby of Constellation Hotel.

Duanmu Yun knocked on the table. "Help me check someone."

"Sorry, sir. Our hotel has privacy regulations. We can't reveal the personal privacy of our customers."

"Zhuang Zi, I'm at Constellation Hotel. I'll settle this." After Duanmu Yun finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

A minute later, the receptionist received a call and smiled politely. "Mister Duanmu, the person you want to investigate is in Room XX. This is the spare key."

Duanmu Yun took the key and walked into the elevator. He inserted the keycard into the door. When the door opened, he heard a woman's voice.

He suddenly missed a beat in his heart. He ran into the room and saw Chu Lingfeng lying on the floor with blood flowing out of his head. She was holding a weapon of murder in her hand.

Mo Mi's hands trembled as she looked up at him. The tears at the corner of her eyes had dried up. At this moment, her mind was blank.

Duanmu Yun took off his coat, covered her exposed shoulder, and pressed her into his arms.

Mo Mi fiercely wrinkled her brows and squeezed out tears, "I, I did not do it on purpose."

"Give me the things. I will handle it here." Duanmu Yun reached out his hand to gain her trust.

Mo Mi handed the urn to him and sniffed. She buried her face into his chest.

"Duanmu Yun, will he die?"

"No."

However, the truth was that he deserved to die. How dare they touch his woman? Didn't they have a clear agreement about their cooperation?

Mo Mi's heart was hit hard. She had 100% trust. She had never thought that she could rely on someone so much.

But they would not have a good result! This thought made her feel disappointed and frustrated.

Duanmu Yun helped her up. "Don't look back. Let's go out."

Mo Mi nodded in panic. She took a deep breath and tried to walk out of the hotel room.

Duanmu Yun tapped his head with the tip of his foot and looked down at him. "I'm warning you, don't touch Mo Mi again."

Chu Lingfeng opened his mouth and moved slightly. Blood oozed out again, but he shouted at the top of his lungs and said with difficulty.

"She's mine. Don't even think about it! She's already mine."

Duanmu Yun saw his provocative smile and kicked his chest hard. The smile on his face was filled with bloodthirst and ruthlessness.

His body crashed into the cabinet and instantly felt his ribs breaking. He pointed at Duanmu Yun and fainted.

Duanmu Yun picked up the cylinder and stared at him. He raised his arm.

Zhuang Zi rushed to grab his hand in time. "Boss, if you kill someone here, your identity won't be able to be hidden anymore."

Duanmu Yun gripped the urn tightly and moved his wrist. He still wanted to make a move.

Zhuang Zi snatched the weapon from his hand. "Boss, calm down. Impulse is the devil."

Duanmu Yun glanced at the person on the ground. "Send him to the hospital. Tell the doctor not to be too gentle."

"Okay, understood!"

Zhuang Zi grabbed his arms and dragged him out of the room. The floor was covered with blood, frightening the manager who was making ward rounds in the hotel.

"What, what's going on?"

Zhuang Zi squatted down and pretended to be nervous. "I saw this brother commit suicide when I passed by. Quick, call an ambulance."

Duanmu Yun tidied his sleeves and walked out of the room openly. He was noble and calm, sacred and inviolable.

The manager was stunned and immediately took out the walkie-talkie. Mo Mi paced nervously at the entrance of the hotel.

When she saw Duanmu Yun walk out, she immediately ran forward and grabbed the corner of his shirt. "Is he alright?"

He wrapped around her neck and led her forward. "Didn't I tell you not to look back?"

"I, I am waiting for you."

Duanmu Yun gently held her hand. It was May, but her palm was cold.

He thought that she must have been scared out of her wits. He held her hand tightly and pulled her into his embrace.

"It's all in the past."

At night, she walked into the ward with a bouquet of moonflowers in her hands. She saw that the person on the hospital bed had her head bandaged and wrapped in bandages.

The instrument beside her showed that his heart was beating. She suddenly felt relieved and pulled the chair to sit down.

"Chu Lingfeng, it was you who let me down, but this time it's mine."

"In my previous life, I wanted to have a child with you and have a family, but what did you do to me? You hurt me, so we are destined to fight to the death. Are you ready?"

She slowly closed the door, her eyes cold and emotionless.

The first thing Chu Lingfeng did when he woke up was to call the police. The police blocked the entire ward.

Mo Mi leaned on his shoulder and drank juice as she flipped the pages of the book.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The police walked into the room in a police uniform. "Who's Duanmu Yun?"

"I am!" Duanmu Yun patted the back of her hand to let her relax.

"Someone called the police. We are now charged with hurting people on purpose. Please cooperate with us."

Mo Mi immediately got up. Duanmu Yun pressed her back to the sofa. Mo Mi's eyes swayed left and right. The one who hurt her was clearly her.

Duanmu Yun shook his head and told her not to stand out. Since Chu Lingfeng had told the police that he hurt people, it was obvious that he was coming for her.

There was no need to drag her into such a small matter. Duanmu Yun kissed her forehead and rubbed her head with one hand.

"Wait for me at home obediently."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Mo Mi's cold fingertips touched the back of his hand.

"Are you two done talking? It is getting late. Let's go!" The police officer urged.

Zhuang Zi drove to the police station and whispered, "This Chu Lingfeng is quite bold."

He remembered that the last person who had provoked his boss in the business world was still lying in the morgue, unable to get up. Crushing them to death was like pinching an ant to death. It was very easy. If it was not for the fact that he had not achieved his goal, his identity could not be revealed.

Otherwise, how could Chu Lingfeng be so lucky to lie in the hospital and still dare to complain to the police? It seemed that he had not suffered enough.

Duanmu Yun said coldly, "I want to go to the hospital to see him."

Zhuang Zi took a deep breath. Every time the boss wanted to torture someone to death, his tone was unusually peaceful.

"Alright, I'll go and settle the formalities immediately." He began to feel some sympathy for Chu Lingfeng.

Mo Mi was unable to let go of Duanmu Yun. She took the thermos to the hospital and saw that Zhu Zhu was already in the ward feeding him.

She held the rod tightly and pushed the door open to enter. "My boyfriend is injured, but there is someone who is more anxious than me."

Chu Lingfeng did not hesitate to push her away, "Mi, we are only friends."

After lying in bed, they could still be friends. That was right, friends in bed were also friends.

She sat on the chair with a very serious expression. "What do you want to do to let Duanmu Yun go?"