After the divorce, I wanted to give up, but the Prime Minister took me into his arms in the street

Chapter 142 A Mad Dog That Bites Everyone It Sees

"Why, are you planning to turn into a mad dog that bites everyone you meet?"

There was a hint of joking in Ling Mo's words, but it was difficult to hide the seriousness and dissatisfaction in them.

This fight made the remaining trace of joy completely disappear from Fu Yansheng's face. The faint singing of opera coming from outside only made him feel irritated and uneasy.

Without saying anything more, Fu Yansheng pulled Ling Mohui, who was about to say something, and almost half-dragged and half-pulled her out of the suffocating box.

In a private room they passed by inadvertently, Fen Chan was lazily leaning against the window, her deep eyes gazing at everything with interest, a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she knew everything about this unexpected episode.

It was her. It must have been her who leaked my whereabouts to Fu Yansheng!

There must be some unknown secret behind Fenchan's pretentious move to send her away!

In a flash, Ling Mohui found herself being pulled back into the carriage by Fu Yansheng's irresistible force.

Only Fu Yansheng's tall figure was left in the carriage, casting a soft shadow, which formed a sharp contrast with the hustle and bustle outside the window.

Fu Yansheng slowly unbuttoned his outer robe, his movements revealing an inexplicable calmness that made Ling Mohui's heart tense.

"what are you up to?"

She asked warily, unable to hide her nervousness and confusion in her tone.

"Fu Yansheng, I warn you, if you dare to act rashly, I will not let you go, even if it means both of us will suffer losses!"

Ling Mohui shouted these words with almost all her strength, trying to show her determination.

But recalling her last escape strategy, she suddenly raised her foot, but was surprised to find that Fu Yansheng seemed to have predicted her move and grabbed her ankle with lightning speed, with a force that did not allow for resistance, but also with a hint of subtle tenderness.

"Ling Mohui, stop deceiving yourself. Are you really not attracted to me at all? Give me a chance to prove myself, okay?"

Fu Yansheng's voice was low and magnetic. His face moved closer, his eyes full of temptation and sincerity.

However, this charm is a dangerous signal to Ling Mohui. She clearly remembers the tragic ending of the original novel and dares not let her heart fall easily.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap interrupted the delicate atmosphere, and Ling Mohui's face was full of determination: "Fu Yansheng, are you still sane?"

Fu Yansheng's eyes suddenly changed from tenderness to anger, as if he was deeply angered by Ling Mohui's resistance: "Ling Mohui!"

Just when the atmosphere was tense, a rapid knock on the door broke the deadlock.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Yansheng growled impatiently, his tone authoritative.

Mo Hua's gentle but anxious voice came from outside the door: "Master, it's bad, Aunt Chan is in trouble, she was attacked in Yunshan Pavilion!"

Hearing this, Fu Yansheng's face turned pale instantly. He quickly put his clothes in place, pulled open the car door, and ran towards Yunshan Pavilion with big strides, leaving the room full of shock and confusion.

Ling Mohui was secretly glad in her heart. She hurriedly called the nervous Mo Hua into the car and asked urgently, "Tell me quickly, what happened?"

Mo Hua pursed his lips, his expression solemn: "Just now, an unidentified assassin broke into Yunshan Pavilion. The situation is urgent! Mo Yi and the guards in the mansion went there immediately after hearing the news, but we still haven't received any definite news."

Ling Mohui sighed softly when she heard this, and the scene of Manyun's death involuntarily emerged in her mind. She secretly wondered if the attacker this time was the same person who killed Manyun?

Recalling Lu Fei’s abnormal behavior last time, it was obvious that the attack was also directed at Fu Yansheng!

Time passed quietly. Ling Mo took a short rest in the yard until the chaos outside gradually subsided, and then she stepped out of the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Fu Yansheng holding the unconscious Ling Zhiyun in his arms, hurriedly walking towards the study. In the direction of Yunshan Pavilion, he could vaguely see flickering flames, as if telling of the thrilling experience that had just happened.

"Mo Yi, has the assassin been caught?"

Ling Mohui asked hurriedly.

Mo Yi shook his head, his face serious: "We failed to capture him on the spot, but the mansion has stepped up its security, Madam, there is no need to worry too much."

After this assassination incident, the palace returned to its former tranquility for several days, but everyone knew that beneath the surface calm there were unknown undercurrents.

With Ling Mohui's order, the originally tense atmosphere in the mansion seemed to have found an outlet for release. Everyone's expressions gradually relaxed, and their frowns slowly stretched out.

The sunlight shines through the window lattice, onto the figures busy packing their luggage, adding a bit of warmth to the day when they are about to depart.

"It is indeed not appropriate to delay the collection of the account today."

Ling Mohui's voice was firm and clear, and her eyes revealed unquestionable determination.

"We can't stop moving forward because of fear of the unknown. Life must go on."

There was still some worry between Mo Hua's brows. Although her voice was as thin as a mosquito, it carried deep concern for the young lady.

"Miss, the disturbance from the past two days has not yet subsided. It may be risky to go into the city. Why don't we postpone it for a while?"

"Life won't pause just because of fear," Ling Mohui raised a faint smile, as if to comfort and encourage herself, "We must learn to adapt to circumstances and move forward bravely."

Zheng Jiaxuan, who was standing by, stepped forward upon hearing the voice, his eyes determined and his tone filled with unquestionable assurance.

"Don't worry, sister. I'm here in the dark, and no one can get close to you."

His words were like a stabilizing force, giving Moqi and Mohua an indescribable sense of security.

When going out, there was mottled light and shadow in Yayuan, and Ling Mohui unexpectedly met Fen Chan.

I saw Fen Chan walking gracefully and bowing respectfully, which was completely different from the mysterious image she had when I peeped at her outside the box that day, as if she had become a different person.

"How was the opera that day? Was Aunt Chan satisfied?"

Ling Mo's reply was direct and frank, without any disguise.

Fen Chan responded with a faint smile, and there was a hint of depth in her eyes.

"Young Madam is also here, so wouldn't your feelings be more intuitive?"

Changing the subject, she quietly moved closer and whispered in his ear, her voice soft but somewhat teasing: "Young Madam, you should understand how the master felt that day, right? He seemed to have an indescribable desire for you."

A barely perceptible blush appeared on Ling Mohui's face. Fu Yansheng's reaction that day was still unforgettable to her.

And Fenchan's action made her even more alert - this woman was obviously not simple.

After leaving the Grand Secretary's Mansion, Ling Mo went to visit several shops in a row under the morning light. Every shop she visited was in perfect order.

Zheng Jiaxuan follows her everywhere, guarding her silently and giving her invisible support and peace of mind.