20 White Rich Beauty (20)

Mu Chen grinned at Yue Ran with such an innocent smile as she struggled to breathe. Pain erupted in her larynx, the bone feeling as if it were being crushed.

Yue Ran hissed, raised her head, and complained pitifully. "It… hurts."

These two words were forcefully squeezed out of her throat.

Blots of darkness blinded her vision, and barely audible wheezes left her lips. The corner of her eyes throbbed, glazing over with tears that began to cascade down her face.

Mu Chen looked at Yue Ran's charming and teary face, and a strange feeling slipped into his heart. He quickly let go of his hand as if it were being stung.

She coughed. Both of her hands subconsciously reached toward her throat, but she immediately pulled back when she only felt pain.

The skin around her neck was warm and tender.

Needless to say, there was definitely a red mark on her neck, and there was most likely a bruise displayed across it when she woke up tomorrow morning.

Yue Ran is a delicate, petite crystal doll, so how could her weak and small body withstand the ravages of steel hands?

Her eyes were chillingly cold as they were lowered to the ground.

When Mu Chen let go of his hand, he suddenly realized that there was no way Boss Hu would send someone to rescue him while he was chasing him to kill him. So, as much as he wanted to deny this, he might have attacked the wrong target.

"Ah, I only want to scare you a little, but your reaction is not funny at all." Mu Chen smiled softly, as if nothing had happened. "After all, Boss Hu would never find some bird in a dish."

When Yue Ran raised her head, Mu Chen could see her forlorn expression and the tears welling up in her eyes.

Ruan Ruan was confused. "Bird in a dish?" He asked in Yue Ran's mind.

"It means a newbie, someone who is green, someone who has not yet developed any skills," she explained. "Like an inexperienced little bird that can't catch worms yet, it has to settle for grain and seeds, then gets caught and ends up on the table to be devoured by others."

"Oh…"

"Now, let me play my part, Ruan Ruan."

"Yes, Master!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Chen felt guilty for a moment until Yue Ran suddenly jumped on him and bit his neck.

Mu Chen:…

In fact, with Yue Ran's meager strength, Mu Chen didn't feel any pain from the bite at all. Instead, it was a little soothing and a little cool, akin to a little feather tickling his heart.

Like a gurgling spring that flowed by, Mu Chen felt that something was emerging from his heart.

Swallowing, his throat bobbing up and down, he clasped Yue Ran's waist, pushed her, and pressed her against the wall.

"You hurt me," she complained, her eyes full of accusation and sadness. Her voice was full of complaint and resentment, but it held more of a pitiful grievance.

Mu Chen, who watched it head-on, felt his heart twitching. Her sorry sight was unprecedented. This depressed appearance reminded him of a newborn kitten, which he once saw in the streets when he was a child, looking like it had been abandoned by the whole world.

After seeing those foggy eyes that were now filled with recognition, he stretched out a free hand to caress her delicate neck. But she flinched away—perhaps from pain, he thought.

When she shivered against his touch, he said lowly, "I won't hurt you anymore, so don't be scared." Seeing her still speechless, he patted her head lightly. "How do you want me to compensate you, hm?" He asked. "You saved my life, but I still treated you so badly..." There was a pause. "How about I promise you with my body?"

"I'm not interested in men prone to violence," Yue Ran uttered after a stretching silence. "I'm also not interested in men who choke my neck at every turn."

That being said, Yue Ran started struggling to get out of his hold, but it was to no avail because he had pulled her into a hug.

Mu Chen couldn't refute her words after all—who made him the one who had strangled Yue Ran's neck a moment ago?

"Anyway, I'll make it up to you."

Finishing this sentence, Mu Chen left as quietly as when he came.

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The spring festival at the university is fast approaching.

At such an important time, the female protagonist would naturally find a way to show up and surprise all the male protagonists and supporting characters in this event.

The female protagonist already had her own fashion design company, so of course she is a naturally good designer with hidden modeling skills.

This upcoming festival was obviously a university-only celebration, but for some reason, there was an extra part that the female protagonist had to fill in. And that was the position of a model in the fashion show section of the celebration.

This was all because the female protagonist is just not eye-catching enough to stay as a fashion designer and CEO for Lord God, so she just had to stand out even more from the rest.

Therefore, the female protagonist was "forced" to go on stage to take the place of a supermodel who couldn't come for unknown reasons.

The show in which the female protagonist participated unsurprisingly became popular—a total hit in the national news. The female protagonist was titled "goddess of a fashion show" just like that.

And it was all because of her dazzling appearance that came out as a blast that surprised everyone present at the end of the event.

Yue Ran was sure that most credit went to the Lord God's blessing of the female protagonist's saintly halo, which blinded just about anyone who saw her. However, it was also undeniable that the female protagonist must have some skills in her body.

Thus, Yue Ran was now thinking about just what kind of event should be shown in order to suppress the female protagonist's spotlight in the finale.

Yue Ran was put in charge of the program of events for this festival, so she had that much right to change things up.

Should Yue Ran simply replace the model who was unable to come due to unknown reasons with another one?

Sure, she could prepare several more substitute models for the finale of the show, but the saintly halo of the female protagonist might create various reasons to prevent all those substitute models from coming.

After all, the dazzling catwalk delivered by the female protagonist in the fashion show is a great opportunity for the female protagonist herself to show off her hidden skill, and the "rules" of the world made by Lord God would not give up this part so easily for anyone else.

In this way, many things and many plans could fail.

It's better to do things the old-fashioned way.