fourth floor arrived.The elevator doors opened, and Ye Fei Bai, leaning against the door, stumbled out. Mu Xing instinctively reached out to grab him.A sly smile flashed across Ye Fei Bai's handsome...As night fell, the lanterns in the manor garden cast a silent and endless glow.

A young man in black stood silently on the vast tarmac, his tall figure blurred by the night into a shadowy silhouette.

Those star-like eyes gazed intently at the young girl who was running towards him quickly.

"Shen Yuege, what did you call me for"

Mu Xing ran to Shen Lue's face, panting slightly as she looked at him.

Shen Yue put the thing in his hand in front of Mu Xing's eyes and swayed it, a smile on his handsome face. "Do you like playing with this"

Mù Xīng's eyes lit up, and a smile blossomed on her face. "Wow! Glow sticks, I like them!"

Shen Yue lit a firework and handed it to her.

Mu Xing was drawing circles in the air with her sparkler, and as the sparks flew everywhere, she suddenly caught sight of something on the ground not far away.

"Brother Shen Lue, what's that"

Shen Yue mysteriously smiled: “We'll see when we get there.”

Mu Xing walked closer and saw that the ground was covered with countless fireworks, arranged into the shape of a star. There were so many that they took up a large area.

"So many fireworks! So, Shen Lüe gege, did you call me here to set off fireworks"

Shen Lue gave a soft chuckle, bent down and picked up two flintlock pistols from the ground, handing one to Mu Xing. "Come on, let's go set off fireworks!"

Fireworks were lit one after another, exploding in the sky and showering down like a cascade of glittering stars, illuminating the manor's airspace.

The two of them lit all the fireworks and stood side by side, admiring the display.

Mu Xing looked up at the brilliant fireworks in the night sky, a blush rising on her pink lips.

Shen Luet turned his head and gazed deeply at her, his delicate profile reflected in his star-like, crystal-clear brown eyes. He moved his lips, uttering words as light as mist, drowned out by the sound of fireworks exploding.

Light flickered, casting shadows across the study. The men in the meeting turned their heads to look out the window. The sharp brow of the man furrowed...

The last firework fell, and everything returned to peace.

Mu Xing retracted her gaze and looked at Shen Lue with a curved eyebrow, "Thank you, Shen Luege, I'm very happy tonight."

Shén luè's eyelashes drooped slightly as he gazed at her, "Autumn has arrived, the weather is getting colder, you should head back soon."

"Okay, I'm going back then."

Mu Xing turned to walk towards the villa, and suddenly heard Shen Lue call her: "Little Star."

"Huh"

She turned back to look at Shen Lue, he was still standing there. In the night, his handsome features were blurred, and the cool breeze blew his voice into the distance, "Goodbye."

See you tomorrow, good night.

Mu Xing returned to the master bedroom, and a tall figure was already standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

The man stood with his hands in the pockets of his pants, motionless, staring out the window at the night. His black shirt faintly outlined the muscles along his back.

Mu Xing walked towards him, "I just went to set off fireworks with Brother Shen Lue, little uncle, when will your meeting be over"

The scent of fireworks drifted over, Fu Lingxiao turned back to see that delicate little face beaming with a smile, his dark eyes deepened by a few points.

"Uncle"

Seeing the man remain silent, Mu Xing tilted her head in confusion and looked at him. The man suddenly reached into his suit pocket and pulled her close, pressing her against the glass.

His thin lips pressed heavily against hers, then quickly moved away.

The man's hand resting on the glass, veins throbbing, seemed to be suppressing some restless emotion. But his words were incredibly gentle, "Are you having fun"

A warm breath brushed against her cheek, Mu Xing met his deep gaze and nodded, "Happy."

His dark eyes grew increasingly dim, yet a faint smile played on his lips. "As long as you're happy."

He let her go, "It's late, go take a bath and sleep."

Half an hour later, the lights in the master bedroom on the second floor went out.

After the entire manor fell silent, a dark figure shot out like an arrow from a string, leaped over the wall, and melted into the night.

- At one in the morning, Mei Shi Club.

Downstairs, revelry was in full swing, a vibrant spectacle of lights and noise. Yet, on the sixteenth floor, within the secluded confines of a private suite, an unnerving stillness prevailed.

"Splash!"

The bedroom window suddenly shattered, the loud crash echoing sharply in the quiet environment.

A black figure leaped from the window, firing several shots at the person who had woken up in alarm on the bed.

The next instant, the bedroom door was burst open with a deafening bang. A group of heavily armed guards rushed in, unleashing a barrage of bullets towards the shadowy figure.

A black figure swiftly darted to the bedside, snatched up the blanket and hurled it at the bodyguard. Then, he picked up the body on the bed, glanced at it, and under the moonlight, he could see that this man wasn't Fu Jingmo.

He wasn't surprised. Fu Jingmo was cautious and cunning; it was impossible for him to be taken out so easily.

He used a body as a shield, blocking it in front of him, firing and walking forward. All the guards rushing into the room were killed. He carried the body out of the bedroom.

"Bang!"

A pitch-black living room suddenly lit up.

Dozens of bodyguards stood ready.

Fu Jingmo sat on the luxurious high-end sofa, wearing a dark brown silk robe. His long fingers lazily swayed the crystal glass that glittered with light. The corners of his narrow eyes twitched into an evil arc, "I didn't expect that Young Master Shen would be the first to get impatient. It really surprised me."

Shen Lue casually dropped the body and glared at him with a defiant look: “I know you’re eager to die, so I came here especially to give you a ride.”

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Fu Jingmo lightly sipped his wine, “However, I’d like to ask you, are you here for Mu Xing, or for your sister”

Shen Yue raised an eyebrow, disdainfully saying: "What's the difference Both will take your life."

Fu Jingmo's lips curled slightly, "Of course. If it's for Mu Xing, after you die, I'll tell her and let her always remember you."

Shen Yue sneered, "It's enough that you remember me, after all, I'm the one who sends you to hell."

"Hope Young Master Shen's abilities aren't limited to just talking a big game."

Fu Jingmo made a gesture, and his bodyguards all rushed forward.

Shen Lu raised his hand and launched a concealed weapon, knocking the guns from several bodyguards' hands. He then grabbed one bodyguard's arm and flung him aside with force, knocking over several more bodyguards...

Gunshots mingled with screams, echoing through the vast living room...

An hour later, the bodyguards were sprawled all over the ground. Shen Lue picked up the last bodyguard and slammed him to the ground with all his might, instantly killing him.

He panted heavily, his mouth slightly open. His pale and handsome face was splattered with blood beads. The broken and bruised corner of his mouth oozed crimson blood. His wrinkled black clothes seemed to be soaked in water, and fresh blood continuously dripped down, forming a pool of glaring red on the floor.

His elongated figure stood tall and imposing, his bloodshot eyes fixated on Fu Jingmo, taking slow steps towards him.

Fu Jingmo sat steadily on the sofa, calmly picked up the gun beside him, aimed it at Shen Lue's legs, and pulled the trigger.

When Shen Yue dodged a bullet, another one hit his leg. He bent his knee and quickly straightened up again, continuing to walk towards Fu Jingmo. A string of blood footprints was left on the floor.... She looked at him with such longing that He Chao couldn't bear it. He softly replied "En" and immediately pulled her into his embrace.They were in the hallway, with doctors passing by. The man hugge...