C137 I Have Married Her

Ling Muxue did not reach out her hand.

Rorai's right hand remained in the air the entire time. Looking at Ling Muxue's cold face, there was no anger on her beautiful face. She elegantly retracted her hand, "You seem to have a problem with me."

..."" Ling Muxue looked at her coldly.

Rorai only chuckled softly, "It's indeed my fault. It was indeed rude of me to suddenly visit you and not bring any gifts. Next time, I will definitely make it up to Miss."

"Let them go!" Ling Muxue did not respond to Rorai. Instead, she tilted her head and looked at Xiao Qinghan.

The moment Rorai turned her head, a trace of viciousness flashed across her eyes. However, there was a smile on her face as she moved her body to the side.

"Ling Muxue, are you ordering me or are you begging me?" Her deep and cold voice did not have any emotions.

"You..." Ling Muxue widened her eyes and stared at Xiao Qinghan. For a moment, she did not know what to say. If she was to order him, she knew that she did not have the right to do so, but if she was to beg him, she could not do it at all.

She was no saint, but the thought of the maid kneeling before her and begging desperately for her life was too much for her. Everyone had a right to live, and they should not be taken away from her, and they had done nothing wrong.

She lowered her eyes, gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "I beg you, let them go."

"Is this how Ling Muxue begs others?" he said in a sinister tone.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes and looked into Xiao Qinghan's emotionless eyes. She hated him looking at her like that. "Then what do you want me to beg you to let them go?" She tried her best to suppress her emotions.

"You can beg me on the bed! I will consider letting them go." He said in an evil and blatant manner as his cold eyes narrowed.

The moment he said it, a strange aura was emitted, but it was quickly suppressed.

Ling Muxue could no longer suppress it and shouted, "Xiao Qinghan, don't go too far! What's wrong with them? You want to deprive them of their lives so ruthlessly that even God doesn't have the right to deprive them of their lives. What right do you have to do that?" She could not hold back her anger. In the face of his ruthless words, she always could not control her emotions.

And this kind of result would often only result in the worst-case scenario.

Hearing her words, Xiao Qinghan sneered coldly, "Ling Muxue, do you know what you're talking about? Don't think that just because I gave you some glory, you can act presumptuously in front of me! The lives of all the people here are in my hands. If I want them to live, then they will live. If I want them to die, then they will have to die." He shouted in a ruthless voice.

"You devil!"

Suddenly, Xiao Qinghan stood up and his tall shadow expanded in front of Ling Muxue. A shadow enveloped her body and in the next moment, Xiao Qinghan pinched Ling Muxue's chin. The pain made Ling Muxue frown. She tried her best to suppress something with her cold eyes and said fiercely, "You're right, I am the devil. Since you know I am the devil, how dare you provoke me!"

No one noticed that his demonic coldness and wickedness were tinged with misery and pain as he spoke.

As soon as she finished speaking, she forcefully let go of her. Ling Muxue lost her balance and fell to the side of the coffee table. Her feet fell to the ground, and the place where she knelt down was the place where Rorai had broken the teacup. The fragments were inserted into her knees just like that.

However, Ling Muxue forcefully endured the pain and did not scream out loud.

"Take her away from me!"

The sharp pain in her knee made her unable to struggle. Ling Muxue was forced to go back to her bedroom and the door was locked.

She sat on the sofa, kneeling. She frowned in pain as she looked at the piece of porcelain that was still in her knee. She reached out and picked up the forceps used for makeup. She held the piece of porcelain and tried her best to pull it out.

"Ah..." Ling Muxue could not help but cry out in pain. The blood on her knee continued to flow uncontrollably. Ling Muxue took out a tissue and pressed her hands on her knee. She kept wiping until the blood slowly stopped flowing.

So she sat with her hands on her knees on the sofa and looked up at the beautiful ceiling, and her beautiful face gave off an inexpressible sadness.

The light in Ling Muxue's eyes darkened. He was just a cruel and bloodthirsty demon. How could you fall in love with such a person? He would only torture and hurt you endlessly. Maybe he would really have enough of you that day and kill you. You must escape from him and go to a place he would never be able to find and never come back.

She was staring at the ceiling in a daze, her face growing pale, and tears were streaming silently down the corners of her eyes, a mixture of emotions that she could not put into words.

Even at night, Xiao Qinghan did not appear. Ling Muxue sat on the toffee chair on the balcony, her eyes staring blankly into the darkness, allowing the cold night wind to blow against her thin body.

In the vast duplex study, the double doors of the white jade stone were opened, and Jon walked over to the big antique desk with the delicate brown box in his hands.

He stood respectfully in front of him and said, "Young Master, your design is ready." As he spoke, he placed the box in front of Xiao Qinghan with both hands.

Xiao Qinghan took the box and opened it. A pale purple gem teardrop-shaped necklace appeared in front of his eyes, with rose-gold leaf rims and a purple glow around it. If one looked carefully, one would see that the gem was flashing with a purple halo, and the purple halo was surrounding a white snowflake-shaped crystal in the middle.

With a single glance, one could tell that it was definitely worth a lot.

This necklace had actually been made since three years ago. However, there had been many accidents along the way, making it impossible for the project to continue. However, it had finally been successfully made today.

Xiao Qinghan closed the gift box with satisfaction. When he stood up, Jon suddenly asked, "Young Master, about Miss Ling..." When he asked this question, Jon could clearly feel a strange aura coming from Xiao Qinghan's body.

Jon bowed his head, not daring to ask more. He had no right to ask more about the young man's affairs after all, but he couldn't help it.

"This subordinate has spoken too much."

Xiao Qinghan stood sideways in front of the desk, surrounded by the light from the colorful glass windows, which gave off a mysterious halo. He was like a handsome Asura who had come down from the temple.

After a long while, Xiao Qinghan said in a low voice, "I'm already married to her."

"Young Master!" Jon was obviously shocked. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Qinghan in disbelief, "Young Master, you... But Grandpa has already... "

Xiao Qinghan turned his body to face Jon. "Do you think I will listen to him?"

"But..." Jon's eyes were filled with worry, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Xiao Qinghan's cold voice. "Jon, as my senior butler, you should know what to do and what not to do. Since I told you, you should know very well."

"Yes!" Jon bowed his head respectfully. The young master was strong enough to protect himself and his mistress.

He really didn't know how this young mistress could capture the young master's heart and make the young master willingly marry her in secret. But even if the two of them got the marriage certificate, it wouldn't be of much use.