ndow. She didn't want them anymore.She didn't actually have much, the only things that truly mattered to her were her medicine and tools.In half a stick of incense time, Chu Qingge got off the carria...The tip of the scissors was originally aimed at Chu Qingge's chest.

Had she not spent a decade or so in the special forces in her previous life, cultivating an acute sense of awareness, she would have instinctively ducked aside.

These scissors could take her life at any moment.

But because of Feng Li Ye's confinement, although she could dodge a fatal blow, she couldn't escape her fate of being injured.

The scissors plunged deeply into her shoulder, and blood instantly stained her shirt red.

Feng Liye suddenly relaxed his lips and turned to look at Chu Weiyun.

Chu Weiyun didn't aim to take Chu Qingge's life with that move. She drew her scissors and was about to pounce again.

Feng Liye stopped her.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Chu Weiyun has gone crazy!

Although the cloak was on her, she didn't care about it at all.

Regardless, she was determined to get Chu Qingge's life, she didn't care at all about her own body being seen by the people in the house!

Feng Yuanhao turned his face away the whole time, not daring to look at her.

Feng Liye grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "Snap out of it!"

"I want to kill her! I want to kill her!"

Chu Weiyun cried and screamed, regardless of her image, her body, or anything else.

She is really crazy!

Her body had already been ruined by those male performers. Feng Liye wouldn't want her, she had no chance anymore.

What's the point of living

"Let me go! I'm going to kill her! I'm going to... ah! Don't come any closer!"

Chu Qingge took advantage of her struggling to snatch the scissors from her hand and stabbed at her with a swift slash.

Chu Weiyun instinctively dodged.

Feng Li Ye pushed it with her hand casually.

Chu Qingge was originally injured and hadn't recovered yet. When he was hit by his palm wind, he collided with the table with a dull thud.

The blood on his shoulders was gushing out more violently!

Despite being clearly injured, there wasn't even a hint of pain on his face.

She still held the scissors tightly in her hand, staring coldly at Feng Liye, and even smiled.

Feng Liye didn't want to hurt her, but just now she attacked Chu Weiyun.

If he doesn't make a move, Chu Weiyun will get hurt.

Chu Weiyun has already suffered so much, now, it's truly unbearable to see her being bullied any further.

How could he possibly live up to his mother's expectations

"Well, aren't you eager to live"

Chu Qingge's gaze shifted to Chu Weiyun's face, the smile at the corner of her lips deepening, becoming colder.

If you don't want to live, why are you still hiding Who are you putting on a show for

Chu Weiyun's face was deathly pale. Finally, with a cry of "Wa," she burst into tears, weeping in utter despair.

Feng Liye saw Chu Qingge's injuries and felt a little guilty.

But at this time, she continued to provoke Chu Weiyun. The guilt in his heart was eventually replaced by anger.

"That's enough! Get out! Don't let this prince ever see you again!"

"What gives you the right to tell me to leave"

Chu Qingge's smile vanished in an instant.

She not only didn't roll away, but even stepped closer to her.

The scissors in her hand, clearly not very lethal, felt like a blade wielded by a Shura at this moment, brimming with killing intent!

Chu Weiyun instinctively burrowed into Feng Liye's arms.

Feng Liye just stared at Chu Qingge, his fingers tightening.

"You only see kindness in your eyes, but you can't tell right from wrong! Rest assured, I wouldn't want a man like you even if he were given to me."

So, should I just tell her to leave because I'm afraid of being bothered by her

Oh, come on, don't be so dramatic.

She took step by step, walking to Feng Liye's face, her eyes suddenly deepening.

But this blade, you gave it to me! I have no obligation to receive it! I'm returning it to you!"

The scissors in her hand flew up, her face turning ashen, and she plunged them down with force...

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