Mu Jinghang suppressed his laughter, “Okay, third brother.”


  He then walked to Gong Yi, “Young master Gong, please follow me.”


  Gong Yi ignored him and focused on Qiao Qing.

  All he could see was that the cold woman who refused to be close to him was fully comfortable being cuddled by Jun Yexuan.

  He felt a strange mix of emotions.

  Jun Yexuan saw Gong Yi stare at his girl and his face turned black. With one pull, he shoved Qiao Qing’s face into his chest.

  In a low voice, he ordered, “If he refuses to leave, then don’t feel the need to be nice to him! Someone, get over here!”


  After he sent the order, a bunch of bodyguards came up from the side and tried to take Gong Yi away by force.

  Gong Yi snickered, “Third young master Jun sure is special. You somehow managed to steal the heart of someone who’s Feng Ci, God of Racing, and God of Martial Arts. But, I am someone with great determination and drive. For her, I came to your country.

  He paused there and then curled up his lips, “I need to give it a shot and do my best. I need to try and find out whether or not I can change this girl’s mind.”


  His gaze was tightly locked onto Qiao Qing when he spoke.

  Then, he turned around, “Since third young master Jun is so welcoming, then I will accept your kindness. Let’s see if your people can truly tear my muscles or break my bones.”


  Jun Yexuan’s eyes narrowed and his lips curled in a bloodthirsty manner.

  As he watched Gong Yi leave with the bodyguards, Jun Yexuan grinned, “It’s been a while since I paid Ms. Shen a visit. Call her and tell her if she can’t control her son, she will need to get ready to claim his corpse!”


  When Mu Jinghang saw how bone-cold Jun Yexuan appeared, he freaked out.

  He suddenly remembered that bloody night in the Capital City, Jun Yexuan had the same smile.

  In the end, that day, the entire city ended in redness. Only he himself remained cleanly black.

  That was the night he was named the third young master of the Jun family.

  From there, nobody dared to stir up trouble and question his deviously beautiful visage and his messy background.

  Even after years passed, anyone who experienced that night would turn white in the face after they heard the name “Third young master Jun”.

  After that night, he restored to his normally lazy and relaxed self. Very few people and very few things could truly anger him.

  It looks like this time, Gong Yi had crossed the line.

  Here, Mu Jinghang couldn’t help but look at Qiao Qing.

  He originally thought his third brother loved Qiao Qing. But at this moment, he realized that he treated her greater than life. He really was not at all going to risk her.

  Qiao Qing could feel Jun Yexuan’s desire to kill and quickly grabbed onto his arms, “Don’t be hasty. I’ve made up my mind and nobody can change it.”


  Jun Yexuan lowered his eyes and inquisitively looked at her, “He’s also an old friend?”


  Qiao Qing shook his head, “No.”


  Jun Yexuan smiled, “If that’s the case, then I have nothing to worry about.”


  He then brought Qiao Qing into his car.

  Only when they got into the car did Qiao Qing realized that Jun Yexuan was comparing that guy to Feng Heng.

  As she took the time to feel surprised, Jun Yexuan had lifted her and held onto her. Then, he took off her hairband.

  Dark strands of hair draped down and Jun Yexuan’s thin fingers brushed through them. Her hair was as soft as a breakable dream.

  Then, he held onto her tightly and sniffed her hair, “You’re mine.”


  Qiao Qing was being held onto so tightly she felt like it was hard to breathe. To calm him, she patted his head.

  Jun Yexuan cupped her face with his hands, “Why do you have to be so capable?”


  Qiao Qing, “.……”


  Mu Jinghang, who sat in the front passenger seat asked, “If Qingqing wasn’t so capable, would you like her?”