A chill ran down his neck, instantly snapping Wei Xuecheng back to his senses.
He hurriedly scrambled off Lin Wanqing, his voice trembling: "Spare me, sir, spare me! I am the second young master of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion. I have money. I'll give you whatever amount you want."
Lin Wanqing quickly stood up and pulled up the front of her clothes.
Mo Feilong looked at Lin Wanqing, his eyes expressionless: "Kill or not?"
Wei Xuecheng then realized that Lin Wanqing and this man were in cahoots, and his eyes blazed with anger.
"You shameless hussy! I've been feeding and caring for you, and you dare to keep a lover in the house? No wonder you won't let me touch you! Just you wait, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Lin Wanqing wiped away her tears and pulled a cloak over herself.
She walked up to Wei Xuecheng and slapped him hard across the face.
The force was so great that Lin Wanqing felt a sharp pain after being slapped.
Blood trickled from the corner of Wei Xuecheng's mouth. Enraged, Wei Xuecheng forgot that there was still a knife pressed against his neck: "Lin Wanqing, are you tired of living? How dare you hit me!"
He tried to rush forward to fight back, but his movement was so sudden that the blade sliced through the skin on his neck. The pain made him realize that his life was still in someone else's hands, and he dared not move again.
Lin Wanqing laughed, her eyes filled with coldness: "Second Young Master Wei, you still want to hit me? Guess whether you can hit me first, or you die first!"
Having grown up in the family, Wei Xuecheng had long since learned to be opportunistic.
In an instant, he calmed down, his face replacing the usual obsequious expression, and he smiled at Lin Wanqing:
"Wanqing, I was just drunk and joking with you. Please make him let me go. I promise I will never touch you again."
Lin Wanqing looked at Fei Molong. She had been applying medicine, brewing medicine, and delivering medicine to him for the past few days. Although she still did not know his identity, his accent did not sound like that of someone from the capital.
His entire being exuded an aura of power, and the gemstones inlaid on the hilt of his sword were not something an ordinary person could possess.
This person is either rich or noble!
If someone can be hurt like this and still hide in their room, afraid to go out, then they must have offended someone extraordinary.
Lin Wanqing looked at Fei Molong: "He is the second young master of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion. Now that he has seen your face, it is up to you whether you stay or leave."
Lin Wanqing didn't know why Fei Molong had been injured and escaped to her place, but she was certain that Fei Molong wouldn't want anyone to know his whereabouts.
Wei Xuecheng had impure thoughts about her today, and he also saw another man hiding in her room.
If Fei Molong lets him go, and he falls into Wei Xuecheng's hands again, Wei Xuecheng might not kill him for the sake of Meiren Pavilion's business, but he will definitely make him suffer a fate worse than death.
Therefore, Wei Xuecheng must die!
Fei Molong understood Lin Wanqing's meaning and scoffed, "What, Miss Lin wants to use me to kill him? What good would that do me?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Xuecheng panicked and hurriedly looked at Lin Wanqing: "Wanqing, Wanqing, you can't kill me! Without me, how will you make money? As long as you make him let me go, I will propose marriage to you as my wife tomorrow."
Lin Wanqing looked at Fei Molong: "I wonder if you know that the most profitable beauty pavilion in the capital is owned by the second young master, and all the products sold in the beauty pavilion were developed by me alone."
"You can see how profitable the Beauty Pavilion is just by having someone beat you up. You killed Wei Xuecheng, so where else can I go besides following you? I can make money for Wei Xuecheng, and naturally I can make money for you too. All things considered, this deal isn't a loss for you."
Fei Molong narrowed his eyes. Having been lurking in the capital for so long, he naturally knew about the Beauty Pavilion. He even specially had someone buy lipsticks and other such items to send to Lan'er.
So this woman in front of me is the person behind the Beauty Pavilion.
With a swift stroke, the knife fell!
"Waaah!"
Wei Xuecheng let out a muffled groan as a cut appeared on his neck from the knife.
Blood spurted out from the cut.
He slid to the ground, struggled for a while, and then fell silent.
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