Mu Xiaotong stood behind Ling Yue, holding the steel knife that was about to be used to cut the wedding cake in his right hand, and the sharp blade was against Ling Yue's neck.

"No one is allowed to come!"

Those present immediately gasped in shock.

"Presumptuous! Put the knife down! Put it down now! Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you! The Ling family's popularity roared.

"Let go of Ling Shao immediately!" Mu Qingtian was also half frightened to death by her action.

If Mu Xiaotong really hurt Ling Yue, his Mu family was also afraid that he would suffer.

"Drop it all! I want to see Song Ruchen, let him come over immediately! ”

Mu Xiaotong's face was fearless, she just felt that her blood was cold, and she raised a sneer in despair, "Otherwise, I will let Ling Yue accompany me to hell!" ”

When the people of the Ling family heard this, they were stunned.

The tall bodyguard who was about to step forward also stopped hesitantly.

This crazy bride actually wanted to blackmail Ling Yue and wanted to drag him to burn the jade together.

Mu Xiaotong saw that the people in the audience were all staring at her fiercely, and the knife she held in her hand tightened a little. Mu Xiaotong's trembling hand moved slightly, and a blood mark immediately oozed from Ling Yue's neck.

When the blood flowed through Mu Xiaotong's little hand, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

She didn't want to hurt anyone.

But now she has no choice!

A touch of bright red slid down Ling Yue's fair neck in a shocking way.

The people in the audience, in an instant, their complexions changed dramatically, and they were so nervous that their hearts were raised.

looked at each other in a daze, is this woman really dying?!

"Everybody give me five meters back, or I'll make him bleed more." There was a strong insistence hidden under Mu Xiaotong's clear eyes.

Watching them slowly retreat vigilantly, Mu Xiaotong clasped Ling Yue's waist with his left hand, and pressed his right hand against his neck with a steel knife. In a deep voice, he commanded, saying, "Follow me!" ”

Ling Yue was held to his neck by Mu Xiaotong with a knife, he always maintained a silent posture, and his face was light, as if the person who was being coerced at this time was not him.

Everyone stared at Mu Xiaotong tightly, and Ling Yue retreated step by step to the small room in the church.

"Let Song Ruchen come over, otherwise I will wait to collect Ling Yue's body!"

Mu Xiaotong yelled arrogantly at the people outside, slammed the door shut.

"If you hurt Ling Yue, I want your entire Mu family to be buried!"

"Hurry up and call that Song Ruchen over!"

"Damn it! The Mu family, we're not done! ”

……

There was an anxious scene outside the door, and the silence inside the room made Mu Xiaotong a little scared.

She didn't think that this man would really follow her to this room so much with her pace, and he never said a word, not even half a scolding, which made her feel a little weak.

Glancing down, the wound on Ling Yue's neck was still oozing blood.

Won't he hurt?

The knife in Mu Xiaotong's hand was still against his neck, and he tilted his head slightly and glanced at him.

Ling Yue's face looked unfazed, and the hair on his forehead was a little messy, but he was still so noble and cold. His deep blue eyes stared a little vacantly ahead.

Is he really a fool?

Mu Xiaotong has studied abroad for many years and rarely cares about domestic news, but because of the huge influence of the Ling family, she has also heard a little about the legal heir of the Ling family.

"I didn't mean to hurt you." Mu Xiaotong saw the bright red blood on his neck, and didn't care whether he could understand it or not, so he said something to himself.

Ling Yue stood arrogantly, motionless, and did not react.

Mu Xiaotong felt that this man was not in danger, she relaxed her mood a little, stood on tiptoe, and got closer to him.

The faint fragrance of the woman's body lingered all over his body, Mu Xiaotong tilted his head sideways, and his long curly hair like a waterfall also swayed, and the hair strands wrapped around his shoulders from time to time.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Mu Xiaotong asked curiously, her voice at this time was gentle and playful, completely different from when she confronted people outside just now.

Her breath fell, and the warm breath sprayed on the back of Ling Yue's neck, and a low voice echoed in his ears.

Ling Yue's body stiffened suddenly, if he was staring blankly at the front just now, then at this time, his expression was absolutely stunned.

Mu Xiaotong didn't notice his abnormality, she blinked curiously, and stared at the man in front of her with a hot gaze.

He is so good-looking, Mu Xiaotong can clearly see his long eyelashes, and his handsome side face has the unique atmosphere of Western aristocracy.

Ling Yue stared ahead without squinting, suppressed his heart, took a faint breath, and still maintained a motionless posture, ignoring the woman's bold approach as much as possible.

"You're so handsome." Mu Xiaotong couldn't help but say in admiration.

When Ling Yue heard what she said, his eyes suddenly trembled, and his clenched lips seemed to move slightly.

The knife in Mu Xiaotong's right hand slowly moved away from his neck and took half a step back, she couldn't bear to threaten a sick person like this.

Suddenly, she noticed that there seemed to be something strange about this man.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mu Xiaotong's suspicious probe approached him again, but Ling Yue was very sensitive, and immediately turned his head away, not wanting her to see his expression.

Mu Xiaotong was about to run to him to see clearly, but he caught a glimpse of his red ears.

Could he be ...... Blushing, huh?!