Chapter 348: Calculating Husband Online

ably aren't wild dogs here, but I have wolves at home. They should like them, I can take them back to feed them, you can watch the scene."This damn little girl!The black-hearted woman’s liver ached, s...The familiar scent of sandalwood lingers around the nose.

Mu Xing was in the man's arms, silently counting down the time, but the memory of muscles disrupted her thoughts. Her uncle had lost weight, a lot of weight. She could even feel the bones.

She clearly felt pity, but strangely she couldn't feel her own pain.

Composing herself, she reminded him, “One minute left.”

He finally managed to hold the soft little creature, how could Fu Lingxiao let her go He immediately went back on his word, "One more minute of holding her, this time I'll keep my promise."

Mu Xing knew that her uncle wouldn't let go of her, she couldn't break free, so she could only patiently wait. She counted for another minute, "Time's up."

Damn it!

Time flies!

Fu Lingxiao reluctantly loosened his arms a bit, and looked down at Mu Xing. "Baby, I was injured a few days ago, lost too much blood and haven't recovered yet. My head is dizzy now. Can you help me to the helicopter"

Mu Xing heard that he was injured and immediately looked up at him.

His handsome face was pale and thin, his facial features more defined. His deep eyes were bloodshot, and the weariness between his brows betrayed a hint of vulnerability. He lacked his usual radiance, yet he was strangely captivating and pitiable.

Mu Xing for a moment couldn't bear to push him away. She frowned in annoyance, pulling the hand that was resting on her back towards her, pressing her fingertips against his wrist.

The pulse is weak and slippery, yet tight.

Her uncle wasn't lying; he was really unwell. She reached out and touched his forehead, it felt warmer than normal.

She immediately supported him and walked toward the helicopter.

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes to look at the little girl who was carefully supporting him, a faint arc appeared on his thin lips without a sound. The little thing still cared about him, that's good then.

As the guards saw them approaching from afar, they immediately instructed the pilot to land the helicopter on the ground.

Mu Xing helped the man onto the helicopter, settled him down, and was about to leave when a force pulled her back suddenly, causing her to fall clumsily into the man's lap.

The cabin door slammed shut, and the backpack on her back was unzipped and tossed aside.

Strong arms circled around her slender waist from behind.

In a few quick movements, Mu Xing reacted when she was already being held in the man's arms.

"Fu Lingxiao! Let me go!"

She struggled in anger, but in the man's embrace, she found herself sinking deeper.

His chest pressed against her back, his distinctly-boned fingers pressing on her tender lips. “Hush,” he whispered, “Be quiet.”

He buried his face in her neck, his thin lips lightly kissing the tender skin. His voice was slightly hoarse, "Baby, I'm so tired, let me lean on you and sleep for a while."

The man's hot breath sprayed on her neck, Mu Xing uncomfortably shrank her neck. The force pressing on her shoulder slowly eased down, and the man's even breathing sounded in her ear.

Mu Xing turned her head to look. The man was leaning against her shoulder with his face sideways, his eyes closed lightly, and his expression weary. She couldn't bear to push him away violently and said in a cold voice, "Let go quickly, I'm leaving."

The man seemed to have actually fallen asleep, giving her no reaction at all.

The bodyguard in the passenger seat leaned over and whispered, "Miss Mu Xing, Mr. Fu hasn't closed his eyes for six days. You should let him rest."

Mu Xing's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her body so weak, she was still running a low fever, and didn't know how to rest properly. No wonder her pulse was so disordered.

The sleeping man suddenly frowned in discomfort, his thin lips moved, and he whispered to her, “Xing'er, I’m cold, hug me…”

Mu Xing looked at the bodyguard, "Do you have a blanket"

The bodyguard shook his head frantically, "No!"

Definitely not!

Mu Xing had no choice but to unwrap her luggage and take out a thin coat to cover Fu Lingxiao.

The man was tall and broad, her clothes on him were small and pitiful... and... ineffective.

"Xing'er, hug me..."

The man muttered something else under his breath.

Mu Xing felt his body tremble slightly. She frowned and sighed helplessly, "Let me go, I have to turn around to hug you."

The man loosened his hold willingly. Mu Xing wanted to take the chance to run, but when she saw the man's thin and pale face, so fragile it seemed like it could break at any moment, she hesitated.

She suddenly couldn't even think of running away anymore, she just wanted to take good care of him.

She pressed the man against the seat, her whole body covering his chest, her small hands holding onto his torso.

He gathered his arms around her, tucking his cheek against the top of her head, holding her close.

That heart filled with fear and anxiety finally found relief at this moment.

"Baby, please don't let go of me..."

The nerve-soothing medication sprayed on her clothes took effect quickly. Mu Xing leaned against his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart, and gradually closed her eyes, falling asleep.

Feeling the little girl's stillness, Fu Lingxiao opened his slightly closed eyes and looked at the quiet and sweet sleeping face of the child in his arms. A hint of a smile flashed across his eyes, and he glanced at the bodyguard in the passenger seat.

The bodyguard secretly sighed at how cunning his master, Fu Ye, was. Upon receiving that icy gaze, he immediately understood and tugged on the pilot's sleeve, urging him to take off quickly.

The helicopter took off, flying towards the direction of the Imperial Capital...

-"Trash! You can't even catch a single person, what good are you to me if you can't do that!"

In the luxuriously decorated living room, Fu Jingmo's face was gloomy and his eyes flashed with anger as he brutally kicked the subordinate kneeling before him.

He rode back to Haicheng as fast as he could, but all he got was the news that Mu Xing had been taken away by his older brother!

He also wanted to take advantage of Mu Xing's heavy blow to his elder brother, but now everything is ruined!

His subordinates scrambled back and knelt again, trembling. "It's my incompetence, master. Please punish me."

"Get out of here! All of you, get out!"

Fu Jingmo's eyes were red-rimmed, his whole body radiating a violent aura.

His subordinates scrambled away, leaving him alone at the bar. He poured himself a glass of liquor and drank it down in one gulp, barely managing to suppress the turmoil within him.

It's okay.

If Uncle is the culprit behind the Mu family massacre, then Mu Xing and Big Brother will never be able to be together!

What he needed to do next was find the person who messaged him and understand clearly what happened to the Mu family's extermination, and make the evidence solid!

- A helicopter landed on the helipad at Yuzun Estate.

The cabin door opened, and Fu Lingxiao carried the sleeping girl off the helicopter. Even though he was as gentle as possible, the slight bumps still woke her up.

Mu Xing opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the man's sharp and lean jawline.

She was dazed for a moment before realizing she was back at the manor, and the man was carrying her toward the villa.

Mu Xing immediately realized that she had fallen into the man's trap again. She had run for so many days, and in the blink of an eye, he had brought her back. She was so angry that she almost punched him, "Fu Lingxiao, bastard! You lied to me again!"o the car, and the convoy quickly drove away.The villa was still ablaze, the raging flames illuminating the devastation around it.Fu Zheng walked to Fu Jingmo's side, raised his cane, and struck his c...