Later, Feng Jue gave him a check for one million.

The servant's family received the money and naturally didn't make any further demands.

After they left.

The others also returned to their posts and got busy.

What are you doing here?

Once the person left, Feng Jue turned his head to look again, his expression cold and stern.

He glanced at her and turned away. Just as he was about to enter the villa, he heard the woman behind him say, "Wait for my prey."

He paused for a moment after hearing that sentence.

"..."

laugh.

With his tongue pressed against his cheek, Feng Jue turned around, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"It seems Miss Sheng is still unaware of her own capabilities?"

He was laughing at her, mocking her wantonly.

This may be the first time in her life that she has been questioned so directly to her face.

But she didn't care.

Even under the intense gaze of men.

Rong Shang suddenly stood on tiptoe and, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

While Feng Jue was slightly taken aback, she went up and kissed him on the cheek.

Give it a kiss.

Feng Jue, "..."

Rong Chang stepped back.

A triumphant smile played on his lips. "I don't know, but you do?"

"..."

"It seems that you understand me better than I do."

Enraged, Feng Jue raised his hand and wiped the marks off his face. "Nonsense."

Who is this person who dares to be so insolent!

Feng Jue looked disgusted because she kissed him.

He stopped saying anything to upset her.

He turned around and strode into the villa.

I guess he went to wash his face.

Rong Shang stood at the door watching his departing figure.

In a moment of heightened emotion, she furrowed her brows but then grinned.

Look, what a real-life example!

When a man loves you, he'll follow you around every day, calling you "baby, baby."

I'm shamelessly begging you to even glance at me.

If a man doesn't love you, even if you offer yourself up, he'll still find you annoying and disgusting.

With a turn of her body, Rong Chang prepared to leave.

Night fell, and all around became quiet.

Rong Chang could hear every slightest rustle of wind.

What kind of hunter? Can she catch me?

Hahaha.

Someone is laughing.

His voice was rough and his tone arrogant.

Rong Chang tilted her head slightly, her ears twitching.

[You've got some nerve, huh? You've bitten someone to death, and instead of finding somewhere to hide for a while, you dare to make sarcastic remarks.]

[Hide? I don't need to hide. We'll see if she can find me.]

The backyard was overgrown with weeds.

The light shone softly.

Someone was standing in the corner talking.

Perhaps unable to persuade the other party, the man patted the man in black on the shoulder and said, "Alright, think it over carefully."

"I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

"Go."

After watching him leave, the man leaned against the wall of the wooden house.

He looked down at his shadow on the ground, a blade of grass still clenched in his mouth.

"Why are you so worried? I'll change my face tomorrow and see how she finds me then."

The tone of voice changed, becoming nonchalant and irreverent.

Unexpectedly, someone quietly approached the next second.

By the time the man heard the sound, it was too late.

A sharp weapon flashed past my eyes.

With a whoosh.

The man's pupils contracted.

The silver object pierced his heart.

He let out a painful groan.

He stared wide-eyed at the woman so close to him.

"you……"

"So it was you." The voice was mocking, yet chilling to the bone.

The man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But sharp fangs protruded from his mouth, and the man's pupils turned blue.

Oh.

He gave a cold laugh.

Rong Shang pushed the silverware inside.

"Uh-huh."

The screams were eerie and terrifying.

Rong Chang took a few steps back, and in the moonlight, the werewolf hiding in the corner fell to the ground.

Bang!