Standing behind Qiao An, Mu Jingxi spoke indifferently.
Before coming down, he had mentally prepared himself. Her coming here at this moment was certainly not good news for him.
Qiao An turned around, raised her hand, and slapped him mercilessly across the face.
Time seemed to freeze!
You could hear a pin drop.
The air pressure suddenly dropped, and the servants all gasped in shock, watching the scene unfold.
Miss Qiao slapped the Third Young Master in public...
Mu Jingxi stood motionless, his eyes dark and deep, like a whirlpool, unfathomable.
"Mu Jingxi, you deserve to die!"
Deserve to die.
Yes, the one who deserves to die is him, not Lu Yin.
If now, the person lying in the ICU ward was him, would she not be so angry?
Thinking that all her anger was for that man named Lu Yin, Mu Jingxi's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
The more it hurt, the more it made him feel alive.
"Unfortunately, it won't be me who dies."
Slap!
