Chapter 2: Watching Death Unfold, A Heart Too Cruel 2

"Hey, handsome, wait a moment." Qu Tan'er's beautiful eyes sparkled with water, looking irresistibly charming, but the urgency in her voice shattered the image of a graceful beauty. Even the way she addressed him was astonishing. However... The handsome man seemed completely oblivious, not even sparing her a glance, and continued to walk forward with light steps. "That, that man... Oh no, I mean, sir, scholar, young master, hero, good man, could you please look up? I have a favor to ask, really, it won't trouble you much, just a moment. Really, I beg you." A sudden cool breeze blew, causing Qu Tan'er to shiver. She was probably anxious. She had fled numerous times, and even dared to escape after the emperor granted a marriage. If the people inside found out, she'd be doomed! But here she was, stuck by the wall, heart trembling, without the courage to jump down. It was rare to encounter someone who could help, yet he wouldn't even respond, not even lift his head—a luxury, it seemed. What to do?! She was anxious and extremely frustrated. As a result, Qu Tan'er couldn't care anymore. Her temper flared, and she extended her small hand, pointing angrily at the man below the alley. She blurted out angrily, "Hey, you damn pig-headed man, I'm talking to you. Are you deaf or mute? Do you think I'm talking nonsense? Ignoring me is one thing, but at least lift your head and glance at me. If you keep ignoring me, do you believe I'll jump down and crush you? You...you...you it is." Whew! Cursing him made her feel much better. Sure enough, pretending to be a mature, gentle woman had exhausted her over the past two years. "You—calling me?" Mo Liancheng lifted his head leisurely, seeing Qu Tan'er pointing at him while scolding loudly. He raised his beautiful eyebrows, looking at the person on the wall with a half-smile. Perhaps, since she had started climbing the wall, he had already noticed her. Otherwise, he would have stepped into the house behind her, not standing by the wall. She was very beautiful, really beautiful, but unfortunately... as soon as she spoke, it ruined the scene. "Ahem... um, it's me, sir. I wonder if I could trouble you with a small favor, it's not really anything important, just that..." Qu Tan'er was about to start her second round of scolding. But just as she prepared her expression and slightly pulled the corner of her mouth. Before she could utter a sound, Mo Liancheng lifted his head and said something that shattered all her thoughts and ideas. Ahem... She swallowed her saliva, almost choking herself. This guy was really handsome! Absolutely beautiful, extremely pleasing to the eyes... What clear yet profound eyes, a high and handsome nose, perfectly curved lips akin to a divine grade, ultimate beauty, exuding an indescribable elegant aura... If she were a bit more lecherous, her drool would definitely flow like the Yellow River. For a long moment. Qu Tan'er regained her composure, her beautiful face quickly resuming the demeanor of a dignified and graceful lady, gently twisting her small hands. Then, she lightly raised her gaze, her dark eyes looking softly at Mo Liancheng, seemingly reserved, embarrassed, and shy, with a gentle, hesitant smile like a little woman. "May I know your name, sir?" "Mo." Mo Liancheng slightly raised his genteel eyebrows, his thin lips parted lightly, and he casually uttered his surname.