"I'm not your young lady." Mu Xiaotong said to Shen Feng.

Although Mu Xiaotong has nothing, she doesn't want to become a pawn of the Mu family and be used by them.

"Mu Xiaotong, don't you know what's wrong!"

Mu Qingtian, who was on the side, immediately yelled anxiously.

Although he was very annoyed that Mu Xiaotong was making a big fuss about the wedding today, but now that someone from the Ling family had come to his Mu family, and Shen Feng, the powerful housekeeper of the Ling family, also called her Young Lady, then there would definitely be a turn for the better.

But he didn't expect that Mu Xiaotong would not give him face so much.

If it weren't for the Ling family, he would definitely beat her until she accepted her fate.

Shen Feng was about to speak, warning Mu Qingtian that he was not qualified to make a loud noise to the people of the Ling family.

But when he turned his head, he was stunned.

The young master actually held Miss Mu's hand!

The young master has been sick since he was a child, and he is not willing to contact people at all, let alone physical contact, even if he gets close to him, he will lose his temper.

Shen Feng himself had been by Ling Yue's side for ten years before he was willing to let him get closer.

Mu Xiaotong looked down at her right hand that was being held tightly, and the other party grabbed her very hard, making her feel a little painful. She subconsciously wanted to shake him off, but to no avail.

She raised her head vigilantly, and a pair of deep blue eyes came into view, staring at her with burning eyes.

Mu Xiaotong was soaked, her eyeshadow foundation was soaked, and her white and tender skin was bruised everywhere, making her look very embarrassed.

I don't know if it's Mu Xiaotong's illusion, she feels that Ling Yue, a fool, grabbed her hand a little harder.

It was as if he was even more angry when he saw her wounds.

"Let go of me!" Mu Xiaotong stubbornly shook off his clenched hand.

But to no avail, Ling Yue clenched her right hand tighter, clenching it tightly as if he wanted to punish her.

The pain made her frown.

"Let go of ......"

Mu Xiaotong has never been a person who easily admits defeat.

She stretched out her left hand and wanted to break his restraints, but as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw an inexplicable fierceness and anger flashing in Ling Yue's eyes.

He was very angry.

The cold gaze drilled straight into her heart like a sharp arrow, making Mu Xiaotong's whole body tense in shock.

It seems that this man is born with a domineering spirit that can make people feel awe-inspiring.

Ling Yue pulled hard, her movements were very rude, and she was directly dragged out of the gate of the Mu family.

His strength was amazing, and Mu Xiaotong was almost frightened by his sudden movements.

After a few steps, she almost fell and was forced into the car by him. Mu Xiaotong opened her mouth to say something to resist.

But when he met his ice eyes full of anger, he couldn't say half a word.

"Go home!"

His voice was low, slightly hoarse, mellow and sultry, and Mu Xiaotong swore that she had never heard such a nice voice, as if she was bewitched by him.

This was the first time Mu Xiaotong heard him speak, and she looked at the perfectly handsome face beside her in a daze, and couldn't help but feel a little psychedelic.

When the car passed by the gate of Mu's house, a familiar Maserati suddenly drove opposite.

Mu Xiaotong's heart was excited, and he immediately leaned in front of the car window, banged on the car window vigorously, and shouted desperately at the opposite car like seeing a savior, "Song Ruchen!" I am here! Song ......"

But before she finished speaking, a big hand quickly grabbed her neck, without the slightest hesitation, with uncontrollable anger, pinched her fiercely.

Mu Xiaotong immediately felt uncomfortable breathing, strong pressure on her neck, and her throat could no longer make half a sound.

Ling Yue pinched her neck, slammed a force, pulled her vigorously, and pulled her directly into his arms, the delicate body was tightly hugged by him, and he pulled her head so that she was facing him.

A strong and unfamiliar masculine aura lingered around her, and Mu Xiaotong was hugged by him and couldn't move. Raising his eyes to meet his blue ice pupils staring straight at him, cold without a little temperature.

Mu Xiaotong suddenly felt a fear of death, which made her panic and tremble.

The car on the opposite side heard Mu Xiaotong's screaming just now, and suddenly stopped, the window on the driver's seat was slowly lowered, and a handsome man looked nervously at the opposite car.

The window on the opposite side was closed, and it was dark from the outside, so you couldn't see inside the car at all.

"Hitomi ......," Song Ruchen shouted at the car opposite.

Mu Xiaotong's eyes opened slightly, and he turned his head to respond, but the big hand on her neck suddenly tightened even more, as if he was extremely angry at this time, and wanted to strangle her directly here.

Mu Xiaotong's brain fainted, and her whole body was weak, but Ling Yue hugged her tighter, raised her eyes and swept the man's face outside the car window, her blue eyes were full of hatred.

He is Song Ruchen, the corners of Ling Yue's mouth pulled out a touch of mockery, and he made a driving motion towards the driver with disdain, and the car left quickly.