Chapter 300 300. Mu Qingtong’s humiliating day!
In the center of the huge stage, Mu Qingtong, dressed in an elegant black dress, held the microphone and began to sing.
The fans became more and more enthusiastic, and the waves formed by tens of thousands of waving glow sticks gradually pushed the atmosphere in the venue to a climax.
Everyone was immersed in Mu Qingtong's singing, but Xia Feng didn't listen to it at all, and even felt that Mu Qingtong's voice was a little out of tune.
"Ms. Mu, I'm suddenly curious." Xia Feng looked at the dazzling woman in a black dress in the center of the stage. "Does your clone have a sensory connection with you?"
His black pupils flashed with a strange light as he asked.
Mu Qingtong: “.”
After a moment of silence, she reluctantly sent a message, "Mr. Xia, with so many people watching, I suggest you refrain from doing anything rash."
"Oh?" Seeing that Mu Qingtong's tone was a little submissive, Xia Feng became even more excited. He pressed his right hand on her slender waist and raised an eyebrow, "Give me a reason not to mess around?"
"No!" Mu Qingtong had no expression on her face.
"Very good, you have backbone."
Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped the fabric of the black skirt. The full crescent shape wrapped in the fabric made a crisp sound.
"!" Mu Qingtong's cold and beautiful eyes, which were still thinking about countermeasures, suddenly froze.
In the venue, the woman in a black dress in the center of the stage had a barely perceptible tremor in her singing. She casually glanced at Xia Feng with an expressionless face.
Xia Feng smiled and raised his eyebrows, looking at his clone Mu with a look that looked like he wanted a beating.
Mu Qingtong's heart was on fire. She really, really wanted to beat this guy up! Enduring the numbness in her waist and hips, she looked outside the closet. The people from the Plantagenet didn't react at all.
If you make any big movement while in hiding, you will be exposed and noticed.
However, the moment Mr. Xia raised his palm and slapped her buttocks hard, the two of them directly entered the different space of the Holy Knight Space, which contained the Ten Holy Armor. After his palms were firmly placed on the ground, he exited the Holy Knight Space. The operation was smooth and it seemed as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his mind.
She finally realized that this bastard Mr. Xia had just as much evil taste in his heart as she did.
"Ms. Mu, if you just admit that you've fallen in love with me and can't help yourself, I'll let you go. How about that?"
Xia Feng's smiling words echoed in his mind. Mu Qingtong's cold face was unusually calm. He said in a low voice, "Mr. Xia, you'd better consider the consequences carefully. Every time you hit me, it will only add to your future humiliation and suffering—"
"Pa!" There was a crisp sound of palm strike. Mu Qingtong straightened her waist, tightened her slender hands that were stroking Xia Feng's broad back, and her little face was tense with anger.
It would be fine if it were any other time, but now the other body she controlled was singing on the stage. Although the clone would not show any abnormality, the feeling of being under the attention of the crowd made her feel unprecedented shame.
This feeling of shame made her very angry. Shame is also a kind of humiliation, and she could not accept such humiliation!
Obviously, another charge was added to Xia Feng's accusation list!
"Mr. Xia, you are dead."
"Wow, Miss Mu who can only yell verbally is the cutest~" Xia Feng deliberately leaned close to her ear and chuckled, then raised his palm and slapped it hard again, snap!
"You're dead!"
“Bang!”
"You're dead—"
“Bang!”
"you--"
“Bang!”
Mu Qingtong: “.”
Today, the final of the spiritual song competition, is the day when she will be crowned as the queen of singing and complete the spiritual weapon plan, but it is also destined to be her most humiliating day.
Before long, Mu Qingtong endured the humiliation of being constantly abused and molested by the evil man named Xia. Finally, the spiritual song competition came to an end.
Amid the screams of countless fans, Clone Mu walked off the stage and soon came out of the room.
As soon as he pushed the door open, all the cloaked men turned around. The middle-aged man walked forward with a smile and explained the purpose of his visit very kindly.
"I am very sorry, sir, but I have received no news of the engagement."
Mu Qingtong sat down on the sofa, her long legs crossed under her black skirt. She leaned back and raised her eyes softly, "The Mu family's decision does not represent my decision. Please go back and tell Kevis that I have obeyed the family's marriage arrangements twice, and there will not be a third time."
The middle-aged butler narrowed his grey eyes, shook his head and smiled, "Ms. Mu, you should understand that our master, as the leader of the eighth generation of Plantagenet, is someone a daughter of a minor noble like you can only look up to. Now that this opportunity has come, are you sure you don't want to seize it?"
The woman in the black dress glanced up at the middle-aged man, her lips curled slightly. Looking up? Even Mr. Xia was not worthy of being looked up to by her.
“Bang!”
Caught off guard, his butt felt numb again. In the closet, Mu Qingtong's slender fingers tightly grasped Xia Feng's back, and her beautiful eyes glared at him angrily.
Xia Feng blinked, looking innocent and showing no sign of knowing he was wrong.
Seeing the woman in the black dress remained silent, the middle-aged butler asked in a puzzled tone, "Ms. Mu refused so vehemently. Could it be that she is still thinking about that lowly Weiyang student?"
"Weiyang student?"
The woman in the black dress was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly and shook her head: "Don't think too much, sir. I don't have a good relationship with that lowly person. What's more, Xia Feng is now a wanted criminal. What is there for me to worry about? Compared with that guy Xia Feng, your master is indeed a world apart in every aspect, but I simply don't want to-"
"What?"
The woman in the black dress paused and continued, "I just don't want to be used as a tool for marriage anymore."
As she spoke, Mr. Xia became more and more excessive, slapping and kneading her.
However, as Mr. Xia's actions became more and more malicious, Mu Qingtong could feel that Mr. Xia's mood seemed a little off, as if he was taking this opportunity to vent some kind of dissatisfaction.
She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, as if she understood something, and the corners of her eyes suddenly curved.
Interesting, Mr. Xia, is this a male possessiveness or a hidden jealousy?
If it's really jealousy, then Mr. Xia is too easily jealous.
She just compared Mr. Xia and Corvis and indirectly praised Corvis a few times, but Mr. Xia reacted so emotionally.
Thinking of this, Mu Qingtong casually praised Kovis a few times during the conversation with the middle-aged housekeeper, saying that Kovis was more handsome than Xia Feng and more powerful.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xia suddenly looked up, staring at her with dark pupils, and emotions surging in his eyes.
Are you really jealous? Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes and smiled faintly. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Xia Feng chuckle first and then whispered:
"Miss Mu, you don't need to test me. I am just being possessive."
As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and forcefully kissed the slightly opened red lips. His black pupils were calm, and he teased her in a voice, "Tsk, you didn't think I was jealous just now, did you? That's why you let me knead you?"
Mu Qingtong: “.”
Did I misunderstand? Am I overthinking it?
"!!!" The man in front of her had extremely deep black pupils, and it was hard to tell what kind of emotions were hidden inside. Mu Qingtong was almost suffocated by the kiss. She only felt that today was the worst day of her life.
What a dark and humiliating day!
Mr. Xia was defeated in the battle!
"Ms. Mu?" the middle-aged housekeeper frowned and called out. He thought this woman was very strange. She always stopped talking in the middle of her sentences.
(End of this chapter)
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