Chapter 96: You Can’t Help Me

Fang Mu’s expression did not change. He only looked at her with a pair of cold eyes.

Qiao Jiuyin got a little afraid of his gaze.

She tried to straighten her chest, opened her lips, and said an unfamiliar name, “Cheng Ke.”

Fang Mu’s pupils shrank.

Qiao Jiuyin saw the corners of his mouth slowly curl into a strange and cruel smile.

Fang Mu felt fury rise within his heart.

Qiao Jiuyin then heard Fang Mu say in a treacherous tone that he had never used before, “Qiao Jiuyin, I really admire you.” He walked closer to her and raised his hand. Qiao Jiuyin subconsciously closed her eyes, thinking that he was going to be rough.

Fang Mu stretched out a long finger and lifted the messy strands of hair on her forehead. He played with them.

“You’re wasting your talent by using your shrewdness and tricks on trivial matters like playing house.”

Hearing his sarcastic words, Qiao Jiuyin fearfully gulped.

Fang Mu suddenly bent down and placed his head beside hers. Qiao Jiuyin heard him say in a gentle tone, “You’re really smart. So smart that I would feel uneasy if I didn’t kill you.”

She trembled at once. Qiao Jiuyin endured the fear in her heart and pretended to be calm. Keeping up a shrewd exterior, she said to Fang Mu, “Even if you kill me, you can’t destroy what I’ve seen.”

Fang Mu’s expression froze.

A successful but bitter smile appeared on Qiao Jiuyin’s weak and pale face. “I took pictures of everything you’ve done.”

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes. His murderous gaze held some consideration.

“If anything happens to me, someone will naturally expose your exciting past to the world.” Qiao Jiuyin turned her head and looked at Fang Mu’s well-defined and handsome side profile. The smile on her lips became smugger and smugger. “Brother Mu, you can’t do anything to me.”

“You’re really smart and bold.” Fang Mu helplessly sighed and retreated.

He stared at Qiao Jiuyin for a long time, then said, “Do your job as the Second Young Mistress. If I find out that you leaked any information, there will be no Qiao Jiuyin in this world.” After he finished speaking, he thoughtfully stared at her stomach and went upstairs.

With her back facing the living room, Qiao Jiuyin heard Fang Mu’s footsteps disappear. She then heaved a sigh of relief and slowly slid down while holding the kitchen counter.

Her back felt cold. Qiao Jiuyin reached out to touch it and felt the cold sweat.

***

The dark house lit up as bright as a day.

The haggard-looking man narrowed his eyes and stared at the man walking toward him.

Fang Mu stood outside the glass wall. He opened the small window and glanced at the man lying on the ground, who had new and old scars all over his body. Fang Mu’s gaze was filled with disdain.

The old man looked at Fang Mu. He was so dispirited that he seemed lifeless.

In his many years of imprisonment, when he first saw Fang Mu, he was afraid and begged for mercy. Now, his heart was as dead as ashes.

“Let me ask you,” Fang Mu said.

The old man looked up and glanced at him without saying a word.

Fang Mu said again, “Other than me, has anyone else been here?”

The old man frowned. He thought about what Fang Mu meant.

Other people?

He suddenly smiled.

“Fang Mu.” Due to him screaming for too many years, the old man’s voice had become sharp and ear-piercing. He suddenly smiled. “You thought that you had locked me up here without anyone knowing, but you didn’t know that you had been discovered long ago!

“It’s so good! Fang Mu, you have done all sorts of evil. The world is finally going to know your true colors.

“Hahaha, everyone discovering your past. Just thinking of that scene is worth it even if I die!”