The instant Pei Mingzhu pulled out the hairpin, Pei Fengzhi's calm and composed expression vanished, and a chilling murderous aura flashed in his peaceful phoenix eyes. His hand, resting on the sofa, was poised to strike.
Almost simultaneously, a menacing figure pushed aside the mercenaries as if no one else was there, and rushed towards Pei Fengzhi and Pei Mingzhu, who were facing each other on the single sofa, at an extremely fast speed.
"Pei Fengzhi!"
In that mere 0.01 seconds, Pei Fengzhi caught a glimpse of Ye Ningwan rushing towards him out of the corner of his eye. The hand he was about to raise slowly lowered, and a faint smile curved his lips.
Upon hearing Ye Ningwan's cry, Pei Mingzhu paused instinctively. Before she could even turn to look at Ye Ningwan, Ye Ningwan appeared before her like a ghost and grabbed her arm, pulling her off Pei Fengzhi.
Pei Mingzhu turned around abruptly, and instinctively slashed backward with the hairpin in her hand.
As Ye Ningwan watched a sharp hairpin hurtle towards her face, she leaned back to dodge it. In doing so, she caught a glimpse of Pei Mingzhu's face beneath her disheveled long hair.
Ye Ningwan released Pei Mingzhu's hand and uttered a few words in surprise.
"Pei... Pei Mingzhu?"
She opened her mouth, momentarily confused about the situation, and asked in bewilderment.
"You...how are you..."
Before Ye Ningwan could finish her question, Pei Mingzhu suddenly rushed towards her like a madwoman, her raised hand tightly gripping the gold hairpin, and she stabbed at Ye Ningwan like a demon.
"Ye Ningwan! Heh, I'll kill you! Aren't you two close? Then I'll let you taste the pain of losing someone important!"
She screamed and charged at Ye Ningwan like a ferocious beast.
Although Ye Ningwan hadn't yet reacted to the situation, her body had already acted before her mind.
Faced with the sharp hairpin in Pei Mingzhu's hand, she did not run away. Instead, she lunged forward, grabbed Pei Mingzhu's wrist, and tightened her grip with her fingertips.
Pei Mingzhu screamed in agony.
"ah!"
She loosened her grip, and the hairpin she was clutching in her palm clattered to the ground.
Ye Ningwan twisted Pei Mingzhu's arms behind her back, pressed her neck with her other hand, and slammed her face onto the coffee table. She then raised her knee and pressed it against Pei Mingzhu's tailbone, controlling all her movements.
Her black silk nightgown was already short, and with the excessive movement, the fabric on her body could barely conceal her exposed skin.
But Ye Ningwan herself was unaware of this.
On the contrary, Pei Fengzhi, who had just been leaning on the sofa watching Ye Ningwan with great interest, suddenly frowned.
He suddenly stood up, shouting at all the mercenaries present as he walked towards Ye Ningwan.
"Close your eyes! Get out! Get out!"
Those mercenaries didn't dare look at Ye Ningwan anymore. They immediately closed their eyes, turned their backs, and fled as if they were running away, not daring to stay for even half a second.
Hearing the noise, Ye Ningwan turned her head to look, but there was no one there.
Suddenly, a shadow fell over my eyes.
Almost simultaneously, Pei Fengzhi walked up to Ye Ningwan, grabbed the shawl draped over the sofa, wrapped it around her, and pulled her tightly into his arms.
Why are you running around without wearing proper clothes?
Ye Ningwan released her grip on Pei Mingzhu's hand, nestled into Pei Fengzhi's arms, looked up at him, and blinked.
Pei Mingzhu, who had been disarmed by Ye Ningwan, lay panting on the coffee table for a long time. She struggled and fell to the ground, pressing her hands on the coffee table as she tried to get up. When she looked up, she saw a fruit knife in the fruit plate next to her.
A ruthless glint flashed in Pei Mingzhu's eyes. She reached out and grabbed the fruit knife from the fruit plate, grinned menacingly, and stood up. She then stabbed at Ye Ningwan, who was being held in Pei Fengzhi's arms.
"You bitch, die!"
Ye Ningwan was wrapped in the scarf, and Pei Mingzhu was too close, so she didn't even have time to struggle out of the scarf.
In the blink of an eye, Pei Fengzhi, who had been holding her, suddenly turned around, tightly gripping Ye Ningwan with one hand and forcefully squeezing the scarf on her shoulder, while the other hand grabbed Pei Mingzhu's wrist, dislocating her wrist bone in the process.
"Click!"
After that sharp crack, Pei Mingzhu screamed and fell to the ground, her face deathly pale.
Ye Ningwan was also startled.
Her first thought was of the morning when she had just married Pei Fengzhi, when the maid tried to assassinate him during the tea ceremony, and Pei Fengzhi had directly reached out to block it!
Ye Ningwan grabbed Pei Fengzhi's wrist.
"What's wrong? Let me see if your hand is okay!"
Seeing her anxious and agitated state, Pei Fengzhi immediately smiled and gently comforted Ye Ningwan.
"Don't be nervous, I'm fine."
Ye Ningwan didn't believe it. She forced Pei Fengzhi to open his palm and carefully examined it.
Ye Ningwan only breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there wasn't a single scratch on it.
Pei Fengzhi said to Ye Ningwan.
"See? I told you I'd be fine. I'm perfectly fine, not a scratch."
Ye Ningwan rolled her eyes at Pei Fengzhi, poked his brow hard with her fingertip, and warned him irritably.
"Pei Fengzhi, I'm warning you, if you dare to do anything this dangerous again, you'd better watch out! I'll make sure you don't even have a wife anymore, do you hear me!"
Pei Fengzhi gently wiped away the fine sweat from Ye Ningwan's forehead and spoke to her softly.
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