The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride
Chapter 328 - 336 Confession Could Also Mean Goodbye (6)

Chapter 328: Chapter 336 Confession Could Also Mean Goodbye (6)

Ling Momo instinctively closed her eyes, but just as Jian Chenxi’s hand was about to touch Ling Momo’s cheek, her wrist was violently seized by someone.

Jian Chenxi turned her head and saw an exceptionally handsome face, radiating strands of icy rage that unnerved anyone who witnessed it.

Ling Momo kept her eyes shut, and when she’d waited quite a while without feeling Jian Chenxi’s slap, she slowly opened her eyes.

Then, she saw him!

On his beautiful face, his expression was extremely indifferent, yet there was a flickering severity between his brows.

Li Qingshen.

Her teacher, the legendary myth of the music world.

He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, the two purest colors brought to a singular extreme by him, creating a vision so stunning it seemed like an illusion.

Such a dazzling sight.

But how could he be here?

Ling Momo was puzzled but didn’t break the silence in the room.

Jian Chenxi only glanced once and felt a heavy oppression—her wrist was clenched so tightly it nearly broke, yet she dared not make a sound or cry out in pain.

Her expression was filled with fear; she slowly lowered her head and spoke, "Myth..."

Before she could finish, Li Qingshen shot Jian Chenxi a cold glare, terrifying her into immediate silence, her face growing even paler.

Li Qingshen’s grip on Jian Chenxi’s wrist tightened as he spoke in a chilling tone that could freeze someone, "She is my person, it’s not your turn to lash out at her!"

She is my person...

Ling Momo’s eyes widened. How could Li Qingshen utter such ambiguous and profound words?

Jian Chenxi’s gaze grew increasingly erratic and her whole body trembled. Li Qingshen’s eyes flashed with disgust and he flung her away with a backhanded throw.

He was furious, the force significant; Jian Chenxi stumbled several steps backward and then awkwardly collapsed onto the floor.

Li Qingshen didn’t even glance at Jian Chenxi again, but bent over, and in the next moment, Ling Momo was enveloped in his embrace, the scent of elegance hitting her face. Ling Momo held her breath and then felt the ropes that bound her wrists come undone.

As Ling Momo flexed her wrists, Li Qingshen was already bending down to unbind her feet.

Ling Momo finally gained her freedom. She hurriedly stood up—this was Jian Chenxi’s house, and she didn’t want to stay for a second longer. Instinctively taking a step to leave, her legs, bound for so long, felt a wave of weak soreness, and she nearly fell to the ground.

Li Qingshen frowned and quickly reached out to steady Ling Momo.

Ling Momo blushed slightly, awkwardly raised her hand, and brushed her long hair, revealing a charming and naive smile on her fair, delicate face.

Li Qingshen’s eyes flickered for a moment, and then, without waiting for Ling Momo to react, he scooped her up in his arms and walked towards the outside of the villa.

This was the first time Ling Momo was held in such a manner by Li Qingshen; she unexpectedly found his embrace broad and warm, giving her a sense of familiarity and longing that she hadn’t felt in a long time, reminiscent of Enson’s embrace. Unable to help it, Ling Momo lowered her eyelids, masking the sadness in her eyes.

With an elegant stride, Li Qingshen approached the villa’s door, just about to kick it open, when unexpectedly, someone pulled it open from the outside. Then a travel-weary Lu Niange burst in.