Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!

On a summer evening, tranquil and leisurely, with occasional breezes that sweep away the slight irritability and bring a touch of coolness.

An Xiaoyu had just finished organizing the design drawings for the competition and felt completely relaxed. She hopped on her bicycle and headed for her favorite dessert shop to buy bread.

However, today this street... seemed unusually quiet, not quite like usual.

"Bang..."

The sudden burst of gunfire shattered the peace of the summer evening. Without thinking, An Xiaoyu dropped her bike and hid behind a sedan parked by the side of the road.

Why so unlucky? Luckily she hid quickly, or she might have met God.

The gunfire grew more intense, and the sparse shadows on the street vanished in an instant. Suddenly, someone bumped hard into her back, and she fell face-first onto the ground.

Ouch!

An Xiaoyu touched her bruised knee, turned around angrily, but saw a tall figure crouching beside her, taking the spot she had just occupied.

Who is this person? Don't they understand the concept of first-come, first-served? Why did he just shove himself in and steal her spot?

An Xiaoyu was about to argue but then saw a shiny metal object in his hand – it was unmistakably a gun! Seriously? Could this get any more cliché? Whatever she feared was happening!

Please, she still had her whole life ahead of her, waiting to see her brother Zixiao after graduation; she didn't want to lay her precious life to rest here!

Although she couldn't see the man's face, her intuition told her that he was trouble. If she couldn't afford to offend him, could she not at least avoid him?

So, she crawled on all fours like a creature, trying to make her way to the car in front to hide. Soon, as she poked her head out, just a bit more effort and she'd be free, she was secretly pleased, when suddenly her ankle was grabbed tightly.

"Ah..."

She was just about to kick away when the person increased their grip, yanking her back violently, and at the same time, a bullet exploded right where she was about to crawl.

An Xiaoyu was stunned. If he hadn't grabbed her ankle, she'd have crawled out already, and that shot would have blown her head off!

Good lord! Did this man just save her life?

The man coldly dropped a sentence: "If you want to live, don't run around!"

An Xiaoyu abruptly turned to look at the man before her, met his gaze, but found that the man was so handsome it was hard to take her eyes off him!

His black short hair was rebellious, his face extraordinarily stern, his eyes jet black and unfathomable, exuding brilliance of intelligence and cold detachment, akin to the most perfect creation of the Maker. He wore a black shirt and black trousers, his solid build concealed beneath, highlighting the masculine beauty of a man.

At this moment, the man was also staring at her, and An Xiaoyu felt his gaze sharp and icy like a leopard in the dark night, giving her no place to hide.

An Xiaoyu took a deep breath.

This man indeed had the looks to bewitch a woman.

But that was it. Despite his handsome appearance, he was nothing but Plague God. This sudden danger must have been brought by him!

All at once, An Xiaoyu realized that her ankle was still in the man's grasp, her face instantly heated up, and she raised her foot to kick him away.

"Let go!"

Her foot was released, and the next second, a cold handgun was pressed against her temple, the chill piercing her skin.