Chapter 2: You look so handsome

Mu Xiaotong stood behind Ling Yue, her right hand tightly holding the steel knife that was going to be used to cut the wedding cake, and the sharp blade was against Ling Yue's neck.
"Nobody is allowed to come over!"
The people present immediately gasped in shock.
"Presumptuous! Put the knife down! Put it down now! Otherwise I can't spare you!" The Ling family's popularity roared extremely.
"Let go of Young Master Ling immediately!" Mu Qingtian was also half-deadly scared by her action.
If Mu Xiaotong really hurt Ling Yue, his Mu family was also afraid that he would suffer along with it.
"Retire everything! I want to see Song Ruchen and let him come over immediately!"
Mu Xiaotong has no fear on her face, she just feels that her blood is cold, she sneered in despair, "Otherwise, I will let Ling Yue go to with me!"
When the Ling family heard this, they were shocked.
The tall bodyguard who was about to step forward also stopped hesitantly.
This mad bride even threatened Ling Yue, trying to drag him to death.
Mu Xiaotong saw the people in the audience staring at her fiercely, and the knife she held in her hand tightened even more. With a light movement of Mu Xiaotong's trembling hand, Ling Yue immediately oozes a blood stain on his neck.
When the blood flowed through Mu Xiaotong's little hands, her heart trembled.
She didn't want to hurt anyone.
But now she has no choice!
A touch of bright red slid down Ling Yue's white neck shockingly.
The expressions of the people in the audience changed drastically in an instant, and they became nervous.
Looking at each other in a daze, is this woman really desperate? !
"Everyone retreats five meters away for me, otherwise I will let him bleed more." Mu Xiaotong's clear eyes concealed strong persistence.
Watching them slowly backing away vigilantly, Mu Xiaotong clasped Ling Yue's waist with his left hand, and put a steel knife against his neck with his right hand. Shen Sheng, ordered, said: "Follow me!"
Ling Yue was put a knife on his neck by Mu Xiaotong, and he remained silent all the time, his face was pale, as if the person being threatened was not him at this time.
Everyone stared closely at Mu Xiaotong and led Ling Yue back into the small room in the church step by step.
"Let Song Ruchen come over, or wait for Ling Yue to collect the body!"
Mu Xiaotong arrogantly yelled at the people outside and closed the door with a bang.
"If you hurt Ling Yue, I want your entire Mu family to be buried with you!"
"Hurry up and call that Song Ruchen over!"
"Damn it! Let's not finish this Mu Family!"
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Anxious outside the door, but the silence in the room made Mu Xiaotong a little scared.
She had never thought that this man would really follow her to this room with her pace, and he never said a word, not even a word of scolding, which made her a little guilty.
He lowered his head and glanced, there was still blood leaking from the wound on Ling Yue's neck.
Doesn't he hurt?
The knife in Mu Xiaotong's hand was still on his neck, and she tilted her head slightly and glanced at him.
Ling Yue's face looked calm, and the hair on his forehead was a bit messy, but it was still so noble and cold. His deep blue pupil stared straight ahead hollowly.
Is he really a fool?
Mu Xiaotong has been studying abroad for many years and rarely cares about domestic news. However, because of the great influence of the Ling family, she has also heard about the legal heir of the Ling family.
"I didn't hurt you with my heart." Mu Xiaotong said to himself, seeing the red blood on his neck, regardless of whether he could understand it or not.
Ling Yue stood arrogantly, motionless and did not respond.
Mu Xiaotong felt that this man was not in danger, so she relaxed a little bit, stood on her toes, and moved closer to him.
The faint fragrance of the woman's body lingered all over his body, Mu Xiaotong turned her head sideways, and her long curly waterfall-like hair also swayed, and her hair was wrapped around his shoulders from time to time.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Mu Xiaotong asked curiously, her voice at this moment was gentle and playful, completely different from when she was confronting someone outside.
With her breath, the warm breath sprayed on the back of Ling Yue's neck, and the soft voice echoed in his ears.
Ling Yue's body stiffened abruptly. If he had just stared blankly at the front, then his expression would definitely be stunned.
Mu Xiaotong didn't notice his strangeness. She blinked her eyes curiously, staring at the man in front of her with scorching eyes.
He is so good-looking, Mu Xiaotong can clearly see his long eyelashes, and his handsome profile has the unique atmosphere of a Western aristocracy.
Ling Yue stared straight ahead without squinting his eyes, suppressing his heart, and took a faint breath, still maintaining a motionless posture, ignoring the bold approach of this woman as much as possible.
"You are so handsome." Mu Xiaotong couldn't help but exclaimed.
Ling Yue's eyes trembled when she heard what she was saying, and his clenched lips seemed to move slightly.
The knife in Mu Xiaotong's right hand slowly moved away from his neck, and she took a half step back. She couldn't bear to threaten a sick person like this.
Suddenly, she found that this man seemed a little strange.
"what happened to you?"
Mu Xiaotong approached him suspiciously again, but Ling Yue was very sensitive and immediately turned his head, not wanting her to see his expression.
Mu Xiaotong was about to run to him to see clearly, but Yu Guang glanced at the roots of his red ears.
Isn't he... blushing? !