o this again."The man's voice was deep, with a warning undertone. Lan Xuan felt awkward and bit her lip, nodding with a wronged expression. "I know," she said softly.At this time, Zhao Jin held the do...The man's thin lips pressed heavily against the girl's soft lip, grinding back and forth repeatedly.

Eager and impatient.

Under the light overhead, Mu Xing saw his deep, dark eyes almost out of control. He wasn't kissing her, but rather some kind of emotion had been unleashed, unrestrained and pouring out.

A passionate kiss left both of them breathless.

Fu Lingxiao's breathing was heavy, he slightly loosened his grip on Mu Xing, staring at her captivating eyes, and whispered hoarsely, "Baby, I want you..."

His eyes, brimming with love, held a depth that could not be penetrated.

Unable to refuse, Mu Xing didn't want to refuse either. Her slender hands went around the man's neck, and she tiptoed up to kiss his crimson thin lips...

Outside the window, the wind rises and clouds gather.

Torrential rain poured down, the strong wind whipping the heavy rain against the windowpane in gusts.

The master bedroom was filled with passion.

The girl clung to the man's scorching body, passionate and bold.

Fu Lingxiao was also insane, he loved Xing'er more than he imagined.

He could no longer feign indifference, yet he couldn't stop the separation. All he could do was frantically plunder and possess, stimulating his numb, aching heart to keep beating...

The two were entangled with each other, more intensely than ever before.

Tumultuous and increasingly frenzied, every corner of the room bore their mark, a chaotic mess...

Until dawn approached, the wind died down and the rain ceased. Leaves and petals rustled and fell to the ground in abundance.

The passionate lovemaking finally came to an end, the two of them washing away the stickiness, clinging tightly together on the soft bed.

"Uncle..."

Mù xīng yǎng tóu kàn qǐng nán rén, “Wǒ xiǎng tīng nǐ shuō nǐ ài wǒ.”

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes and met her gaze. His obsidian eyes were filled with tenderness, his voice a low and gentle murmur, "Xing'er, I love you."

"Even Xing'er loves you."

Mu Xing reached out and caressed his handsome face, her eyes greedily tracing his features. Her soft hand moved inch by inch backward, gliding over his ear and stopping at the back of his neck. "So Xing'er can't just watch you die, Uncle," she whispered. "I'm sorry..."

With tear-filled eyes, she plunged the silver needle held between her fingertips deep into the acupuncture point at the base of his neck.

The man instantly fell into a coma.

"Uncle, please forgive Xing'er..."

Mu Xing endured the tears, kissing the man's thin lips again and again, "I owe you a lifetime of togetherness. Xing'er will return it to you in the next life, Uncle Xiao, I love you."

After finishing, she reluctantly let go of the man, propped up her soft body, got out of bed and put on her clothes. Just as she was about to leave, a sudden force struck the back of her neck.

She suddenly went limp and lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

A pair of strong arms caught her delicate body, "Silly Xing'er, didn't I tell you, don't sacrifice yourself for me, how disobedient…"

Fu Lingxiao hugged Mu Xing into his arms, holding her tightly, "Disobedient children need to be punished, so I'll punish you..."

He murmured softly, tears streaming down his bloodshot eyes, falling drop by drop onto the girl's pale face, "Forever forget me..."

……

Fu Lingxiao carried Mu Xing to the medical building.

Top international neurosurgeons are waiting in the operating room.

He carried Mu Xing into the operating room, gently placing her on the operating table. He looked at the expert and confirmed once again: "Are you sure this surgery won't harm her body in any way"

"Rest assured, Mr. Fu," said expert Zheng Zhensheng, "This surgery utilizes radio wave conduction technology to interfere with the brain's memory nerves, achieving the effect of memory erasure. It won't cause any harm to the body and won't damage future memory."

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the girl's delicate face. He gritted his teeth and turned to leave quickly, "Begin the surgery!"

The operating room door closed slowly.

Fu Lingxiao looked at the red light flickering on the door. Under his thick eyelashes, his eyes were bloodshot, like a beast's silent grief, a silent torment.

"Xing'er, I'm sorry..."

An hour later, the red lights shifted to green, and the operating room door opened.

An expert pushed the unconscious girl out: "Mr. Fu, the surgery is complete and very successful."

Fu Lingxiao only felt that his heart was being tightly gripped by something, pain so suffocating. He took a deep breath, picked up Mu Xing and went downstairs, getting into the Bentley waiting at the door.

"Go to Nandu Pier!"

A black Bentley sped out of the estate, racing towards the South Pier.

Fu Lingxiao held Mu Xing in his arms, one hand supporting her cheek, and gently kissed her delicate face inch by inch.

From the forehead, to the eyes, to the tip of the nose...

Lastly, his thin lips pressed heavily against her swollen lip, greedily and fondly kissing her. In his heart, he hoped this path could be a little longer, just a little bit longer.

So he could hold his star child more.

In the blink of an eye, the car stopped at the entrance of the pier.

He instinctively held her tighter, as if in doing so they could be together forever.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on the girl's beautiful face, as radiant as a painting.

Fu Lingxiao stared at her, the light in his eyes gradually dimming like a shooting star falling into the deep sea.

Desolate and hopeless.

He lowered his head, gently placing a kiss on her brow. He took hold of her slender hand and carefully removed the ring from her ring finger. He then took out a tracker and placed it on her body. Holding her close, he carried her out of the car and toward a small, luxury yacht moored at the dock.

On the shore, Shen Yue stood tall in a black robe.

Seeing the man carrying Mu Xing slowly walk towards him, his cold eyes rippled slightly. When Fu Ye boarded the yacht, he followed silently without a word.

Fu Lingxiao placed Mu Xing on the small bed and didn't dare to look at her again. He hurriedly walked out of the cabin, his gaze meeting Shen Lue standing on the deck.

"Don't forget our promise."

Fu Lingxiao's black eyes glared at Shen Lue, finishing his words one by one. Without waiting for his reply, he turned and walked off the yacht.

Shen Lue walked silently into the cabin and started the yacht.

Fu Lingxiao stood by the bank, gazing into the distance silently. The breeze brushed against his robes, stirring up a chill that went straight to the bone.

The yacht disappeared quickly in his deep eyes, water mist rising, blurring his vision.

A pain that pierced through my chest, as if my entire body and every bone had been crushed into dust, scattered to the winds, disappearing little by little...

Clutching the ring, his knuckles turned a ghastly white. He writhed his thin lips in pain, calling out to her one last time: "Xing'er..."

The super fierce full-level little cutie of the big boss, Fu Ye, fights incredibly well.d flung out a silver needle. The black shadow was forced back, its speed slowing down. Mu Xing could tell from the figure that the opponent was a woman, but her face was covered by a black veil, obscu...