"Of course, I will protect you."
He seemed to want to give himself some extra security, adding,
"I will protect you with my life."
Chu Wuyang lowered her head, her eyelashes drooping slightly, a hint of cold laughter and sarcasm flashing in her eyes.
She turned back to look at Jing Min, a carefree smile playing on her lips:
"See? Jingmin, you're too arrogant. You think you're the only one who can do it?"
"Young Master Zhou has promised to protect me with his life,"
"Jingmin, I don't need you anymore!"
Her words were as sharp as knives, but her gaze no longer lingered on Jing Min's face.
Instead, he slowly approached Zhou Heng, his steps firm.
Zhou Heng's attention was completely drawn to Chu Wuyang; his gaze was fixed on her.
Unaware that Mingxiu was looking down at her watch,
Jingmin's eyes turned deep and sinister.
As he watched Chu Wuyang gradually approach Zhou Heng, anger and disappointment spread through his heart like wildfire.
"First Dance of the Sun!"
"Stop right there!"
Zhou Heng suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Chu Wuyang's hand, and looked at her defiantly.
"Jingmin, stop bothering Chu Xiao...Yangyang."
After he finished speaking, he glanced down at Chu Wuyang.
Seeing that she didn't seem to mind his affectionate way of addressing her,
My mood inexplicably improved.
His gaze toward Jing Min now held a hint of provocation and contempt.
Jingmin had already gained a foothold with Mingxiu's support,
Then I felt a tremor.
The pain in his chest became more pronounced—two gunshot wounds and a stab wound to his abdomen.
Although it wasn't as intense as before,
But compared to the rift in his heart, it's really nothing!
"Yangyang...Xiaowu...I'm very angry right now,"
"I'm really angry."
Jing Min suppressed his anger with all his might, his tone tinged with pleading.
"Come here quickly, I'll stop being angry if you come here..."
His eyes seemed to pierce through layers of mist, filled with helplessness and longing.
His tall figure stood out lonely in the vast snowfield, so lonely that he seemed as if he could be swallowed up at any moment.
Chu Wuyang had never seen him so vulnerable.
The pain seemed to be peeling away that cold mask layer by layer.
It reveals his truest and most vulnerable side.
She couldn't help but want to get closer.
Her feet shifted slightly.
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