Chapter 7 You’ll Help Me Do It

Moo Tingxiao did not expect to see Mu Nuannuan there. He was attacked when he trailed someone to the place.

The place was packed with houses. He got lost in the complex topography and wanted to take a person as hostage to get him back out, but then he bumped into Mu Nuannuan. He did not know why, but when he saw Mu Nuannuan’s dumb face, he trusted her. Moo Tingxiao tucked his gun, stared at her with his grim eyes, and asked, “What the heck are you doing here?”

“I stay around here.” Mu Nuannuan freaked out when she saw the gun in his hand.

There was a sense of disbelief in Moo Tingxiao’s eyes. The third young mistress of the Mu Family stayed in a place like that? However, he quickly came to his senses and demanded, “Take me to your place.”

“No.” She would rather be shot in the head than take that man to her place.

“Oh, yeah?” Moo Tingxiao had expected the answer. He sneered in an intimidating voice, “Do you want me to tell my cousin that you’re seducing me?”

Damn it, he was threatening her again. Mu Nuannuan’s face was red with anger, but there was nothing she could do. So, she turned around and went in the direction from which she came. “Follow me.”

They only talked for half a minute before they set off. As soon as they left, two men in black suits, who were pursuing Moo Tingxiao, arrived on the scene. Hearing footsteps, Moo Tingxiao dragged Mu Nuannuan into another alleyway, then entered a house he randomly found. They waited until the two pursuers left, then reemerged.

Mu Nuannuan had her heart in her mouth. “Moo Jiachen” must have stepped on someone’s toes, but she knew it was not the time to ask.

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When they arrived at Mu Nuannuan’s rented home, Mu Nuannuan stood before the door to her place, looking left and right. Once she was sure that no one was looking, they sped inside.

“Who have you...” She closed the door and was about to question Moo Tingxiao when he dropped to the ground. Stunned, Mu Nuannuan frenetically lunged forward to hold him up. Unfortunately, he was too big and heavy for her to even lift him off the floor. Her hands were soaked in blood, and when she realized that, she also saw that “Moo Jiachen’s” face was as white as a piece of paper. She did not notice him bleeding earlier because he was wearing black.

Seeing her panicked reaction, Moo Tingxiao grasped her hand and wearily said, “Why are you panicking? Don’t worry, they’ll only bury you with me if I die.”

It was hard to tell from his apathetic voice whether he was just kidding or being serious. Nevertheless, Mu Nuannuan was in no mood to know; the gunshot sound still rang in her head. “Let go of me. I’m calling the ambulance!”

His face turned grave. “No ambulance!”

Mu Nuannuan could feel him grabbing her harder than before; her hand was hurting. His expression was so dreadful that she did not dare to talk back. So, she tested the waters by asking, “Can I bind up your wounds?”

Moo Tingxiao ignored her but said, “Get me a knife, lighter, candle, bandage, and towel.”

Mu Nuannuan knew what those things were for; he wanted to remove the bullet himself. Horrified, she kept shaking her head. “No, you can’t retrieve the bullet yourself. You’re going to die.”

“Who the hell said I was doing it myself?” Moo Tingxiao looked at her. His eyes were dark like black holes, ready to suck in any person who looked at them. Before Mu Nuannuan was sucked in, she heard him softly say, “You’ll help me do it.”