Being The Destroyer In A Profound Sect

Chung Zheng held onto the wall and walked over, stopping in front of Mo Shihan.    

The girl's fair and weak face was tightly in the man's arms.    

Her posture was intimate and ambiguous.    

"Does Master Han not know that men and women should not be separated by marriage?" Chung Zheng's heart was filled with mixed feelings.    

Mo Shihan hugged Lu Qi, and the corner of his tightly pursed lips still showed a trace of coldness.    

"Young Master Cheng wants to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?"    

"That's right. She's my savior, and she's feeling unwell right now. It's only right that I take care of her!" Chung Zheng showed no signs of weakness.    

"You will take care of her?"    

Mo Shihan's cold eyes looked at him from head to toe.    

"Given Young Master Cheng's current physique, I'm afraid he is daydreaming."    

It was full of sarcasm.    

Chung Zheng was extremely angry.    

Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, he saw Chung's mother chase after him from the infirmary.    

"Zheng!"    

Chung's mother clearly heard the conversation between the two and nodded apologetically at Mo Shihan.    

"Master Han, Zheng is still young. Don't lower yourself to his level."    

There was a hint of flattery in her words.    

Mo Shihan looked down from above with a cold expression.    

Chung Zheng couldn't stand his mother's attitude.    

"Mom, don't be afraid of him. Our Chung family is now second only to the Mo family in Jindu. Once we surpass them, we won't have to bow to him anymore."    

Chung's mother glared at him.    

"Don't mess around! The Mo family has a hundred years of history. Their strength is hundreds of times stronger than us combined with the other families. Therefore, we can't easily surpass them."    

Chung Zheng was a bit confused.    

The Mo family... was actually so powerful?    

Didn't that mean that Mo Shihan...    

On the other side.    

Without Chung Zheng's disturbance, Mo Shihan carried Lu Qi downstairs and went straight back to his bulletproof luxury car.    

In the spacious carriage, the air conditioner was clearly very low, but it still made people feel a little hot.    

"Miss Lu."    

Mo Shihan called softly, his voice hoarse and anxious.    

The girl's eyelashes trembled. Her palm-sized face leaned against his chest.    

Only a thin layer of cloth was separated from his skin.    

He could even clearly feel her even breathing.    

"Lu... Miss Lu."    

He called again.    

His tone was obviously somewhat stiff.    

The girl's delicate body and the fragrance assailing his nose seemed to carry a hook, making it harder and harder for him to control himself.    

The air was still rising steadily.    

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead.    

After an unknown amount of time, the girl's slender fingers finally moved slightly.    

Her eyes slowly opened.    

"I... just fainted?"    

His low voice still carried a sense of weakness that made one pity him.    

"Yes."    

The man's narrow and long eyes were filled with some sort of suppressed madness.    

His Adam's apple rolled.    

"The doctor said you have low blood sugar."    

Lu Qi was silent for a moment. She left his embrace and sat to the side.    

"That might be because I did not eat breakfast."    

The man stared at her. "I remember that I had someone send you milk tea in the morning."    

Lu Qi shrugged. "I forgot to drink it."    

Mo Shihan's dark eyes darkened. He seemed to be a little angry.    

But facing the girl's fair and fragile face, he could not bear to blame her.    

"Mo Yi."    

Mo Yi, who was waiting outside the car, heard her and immediately handed the bag over.    

It contained the breakfast and milk tea that he had just bought.    

"Eat while it's hot."    

Mo Shihan handed them over.    

Lu Qi did not stand on ceremony. She raised her hand to receive it and slowly tasted it.    

She ate very elegantly. She did not look like she came from the countryside at all. Instead, she looked like a princess who was wandering among the people.    

"Is it delicious?" The man asked.    

Lu Qi took a sip of the milk tea with a straw and frowned.    

"It's alright, but not as good as the taste you made."    

This was the truth.    

As a veteran milk tea lover, she had drunk at least 800 milk tea.    

However, there had never been a type of milk tea that could be as sweet as the milk tea that Mo Shihan had personally made. Whether it was the sweetness, the concentration, or even the fragrance, they were all 100% to her liking.    

Mo Shihan's dark eyes were deep. "If you want to continue drinking the milk tea that I personally made, you have to develop the habit of eating breakfast on time."    

Obviously, it carried a threat.    

This made Lu Qi somewhat resist.    

In the past 18 years, the number of times she ate breakfast could be counted on one hand.    

Now, it suddenly made her change?    

How was that possible!    

Mo Shihan saw through her thoughts and curled his lips. "Miss Lu rejecting my proposal, does it mean that Miss Lu hopes that the next time when I have low blood sugar, I will still fall in my arms?"    

Lu Qi's face darkened.    

Her expression was not very good.    

She admitted that this man's embrace was very wide and warm.    

But this didn't mean that she would be like those infatuated girls, constantly wanting to throw herself into his embrace.    

She thought about it.    

In the end, she still agreed to his suggestion to eat breakfast.    

Mo Shihan smiled.    

Actually... she wasn't that difficult to coax.    

"Fourth Brother!"    

Outside the car, Fu Wuzhou's voice sounded.    

He knocked on the window a few times, panting.    

"I followed your instructions and searched the entire classroom on the first floor of Star Academy, but I still couldn't find any trace of Little Fairy. So, could it be that you've made a mistake? "    

The window slowly rolled down.    

A small but stunning face was revealed from inside.    

"I heard that you are looking for me?"    

Fu Wuzhou was dumbfounded.    

"Little... Little Fairy?"    

He had been looking for Little Fairy for a long time, but she had appeared in Fourth Brother's car.    

Furthermore, both of their faces were slightly flushed.    

This is...    

Fu Wuzhou quickly imagined an indescribable scene in his mind.    

His heart instantly shattered to the ground.    

Fourth Brother actually tricked him into looking for someone, and directly cooked the rice with Little Fairy?    

Fu Wuzhou almost burst into tears.    

Lu Qi held the straw in her mouth and glanced at Fu Wuzhou.    

Between her eyebrows, she frowned slightly.    

"Your eyes are cloudy and your eyes are moving. There is also a trace of black gas at the evil door. It is best to stay away from the opposite sex for the time being, or else there might be a great disaster. "    

Hearing this, Fu Wuzhou wanted to cry even more.    

It was one thing for the person he loved to be taken advantage of by his best friend, but he even wanted to cut off all relations with the opposite sex?    

Oh my god, he's really such a miserable man!    

"I've already said what I needed to say. Let's go."    

Lu Qi said goodbye to the two of them and opened the door to get out of the car.    

However, not far away, she saw the grade director holding his burned hand walking out of the teaching building.    

They looked at each other.    

She could clearly feel the hatred in the grade director's eyes when he looked at her.    

After all, if it wasn't for her, his hands wouldn't have swollen into pig trotters.    

However, the grade director wasn't blind. When he saw Mo Shihan and Fu Wuzhou beside him, no matter how much resentment he had towards Lu Qi, he didn't dare say another word at this moment.    

Who would have thought that after taking two steps, he would still be stopped by Lu Qi.    

"Teacher Yu."    

The grade director stopped in his tracks.    

His voice was faintly trembling.    

"What... what is it?"    

Lu Qi curled her lips, "Previously I advised you to pay more attention to the color of your hair, it was not a joke. If you don't believe me, you can go home and look in the mirror now."