Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Feng Lingxue dashed over, wanting to snatch the small stone back. But Yuyu flung her hand immediately and threw the stone to another beauty, who threw it to someone else.

No! Feng Lingxue watched as her precious stone was thrown about in amusement like a toy. She clenched her fists tightly and her heart wrenched in pain.

“Return me the stone! My stone!”

Yuyu looked at Feng Lingxue in conceit and lifted her chin contemptuously. “Feng Lingxue, you can have the stone back, but only if you kneel and bow three times to me.”

“Yes, kneel and bow three times and we will return this damn stone to you!”…

Feng Lingxue’s lashes quivered. One second, two seconds, three seconds…

She knelt down.

As she knelt in front of Yuyu and fixed a cold stare on Yuyu with her bloodshot eyes. “Alright, I’ll bow. Don’t spoil my stone. If you do, I will kill you!”

Yuyu’s smile froze as she saw the resoluteness in Feng Lingxue’s cold eyes.

This resoluteness made one hair’s stand on end.

Feng Lingxue said that if she spoiled her stone, she would kill her. For some reason, Yuyu did not doubt Feng Lingxue’s words at all.

Feng Lingxue placed her hands on the carpet and bowed in front of Yuyu.

One time.

Two times.

Three times.

She bowed three times.

After bowing, she looked up at Yuyu and opened her palm. “Return me my stone!”

Although she had bowed three times, her back remained straight and she refused to concede.

Yuyu clenched her teeth furiously and raised her hand. “I won’t give it back to you. Ha! You thought I was serious? I was just fooling you. You are merely a lowly prostitute and you still dare to negotiate with me?”

Feng Lingxue’s eyes turned cold and her ravishing face was as cold as ice. She stood up and clutched Yuyu. “I’ll say it one more time. Return me my stone!”

“I won’t!”

Yuyu stretched her hand out and threw it to another beauty. The beauty caught hold of it and laughed maniacally. “Feng Lingxue, come here, catch us!”

Clenching her fists tightly, Feng Lingxue shoved Yuyu onto the sofa and aimed the golden hairpin at Yuyu’s heart.

“Ah!” Yuyu cried out in fear. She had not imagined that Feng Lingxue would be so audacious to actually kill her. “Someone help me!”

The beauties and maids gasped, not daring to move forward for fear that they would be hurt.

“I’ve already told you not to touch my stone. Return it to me. Now!”

Feng Lingxue’s cold eyes were like empty little holes. The golden hairpin was going to pierce through Yuyu’s heart at any moment.

Just then, a large hand reached over and grasped her slender wrist as she heard a voice laced with displeasure. “What is this ruckus about?”

“Young Master, you’re back. Look, this Feng Lingxue is going to kill Yuyu!” The beauties burst out hastily.

Xuan Ying’s dark eyes landed on Feng Lingxue’s face. He flung his hand and hurled her aside.

Feng Lingxue staggered backwards.

“Young Master, you have to protect me. This Feng Lingxue is crazy! She’s like a mentally unsound lunatic. She actually wants to kill me!” Yuyu lunged into Xuan Ying’s arms.

Feng Lingxue glared fiercely at Yuyu and walked forward, raising her golden hairpin with the intention of stabbing Yuyu.

Xuan Ying raised his hand and slapped her across her face.