Lin Xuanyin quickly revealed a heartbroken expression. "Jinwen, Sister Xuanji's design manuscript was torn apart. Mo 'er thought that I was the one who sent someone to do it. Actually, I didn't. Mo' er misunderstood me."
Lu Jinwen looked at Tang Mo 'er with his deep almond-shaped eyes.
Tang Mo 'er took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to Lu Jinwen. "My mother's design manuscript was torn apart. This is the only thing my mother left behind!"
Lu Jinwen looked at the piece of paper and his handsome face darkened. He was enveloped in a menacing aura.
"A maid bumped into me last night and stole the design manuscript from my bag. I can't see the maid now, I'm sure she's been hidden by someone. I don't have any evidence now, but …" Tang Mo 'er looked at Lu Jinwen, her bright eyes exuding a chilly glow. "I'm sure it was Lin Xuanyin who sent someone to do it!"
"Jinwen, I really didn't do it. You have to believe me!" Lin Xuanyin defended herself.
The two women were in a stalemate. It all depended on who Lu Jinwen believed and who he was protecting.
Lu Jinwen pursed his thin lips and his deep almond-shaped eyes swept past Lin Xuanyin's face. He then looked at Tang Mo 'er. "Mo' er, you don't have any evidence. You can't prove that Xuanyin sent someone to do it. This matter ends here."
This matter ends here.
Her mother's design manuscript was torn apart. He said that this matter ends here.
"Ha." Tang Mo 'er curved her pretty lips and laughed. Actually, she didn't have any expectations for this man. If she could see any hope in him, she wouldn't have waited for so many years. All these years, Lin Xuanyin's hands weren't clean at all. But she had the status of Mrs Lu and enjoyed all the doting.
Tang Mo 'er placed the piece of paper into her bag and stretched her delicate hand out to clap. "Mr Lu, it's been so many years. You know better than anyone what kind of person your wife is. But you still dote on her. You're indeed … a wife doting maniac!"
With that, Tang Mo 'er turned around and left.
Tang Mo 'er's pretty figure soon disappeared from his sight. Lu Jinwen retracted his gaze and looked at Lin Xuanyin.
"Jinwen, thank you for trusting me. I …"
Bam! Lu Jinwen slammed a document onto the coffee table, the crisp sound reverberating through the entire villa. Lin Xuanyin froze in shock.
A gust of wind blew past him as he turned and went upstairs.
…
In the master bedroom.
Lin Xuanyin pushed the door open and entered with a bowl of bird's nest in her hands. She had personally made it for Lu Jinwen.
Lifting her head, she saw a tall and handsome figure standing on the balcony. The cold wind outside blew, and the man's entire body was immersed in the wind, frost, and dew outside. His figure seemed to have merged with the night outside.
Lin Xuanyin walked forward and said gently, "Jinwen, I've made you a bowl of bird's nest. Come and eat it."
Lu Jinwen turned around slowly, his deep almond-shaped eyes landing on her.
His phoenix-like eyes were like two bottomless pits. Anyone who looked at them would be sucked in.
Cold and dangerous.
Lin Xuanyin shuddered under his gaze.
At this moment, the man stretched out his long arm, wrapping it around her waist and pulled her over.
She fell into the man's broad arms.
Lin Xuanyin's eyes lit up. Such an intimate action made her heart race.
At this moment, her back was against the balcony. The man's two large palms were on the balcony, trapping her between his chest and the corner of the balcony.
Lin Xuanyin's body went limp. The man's handsome face was right in front of her, and she could smell his masculine scent. Her voice became even more gentle. "Jinwen, what's wrong?"
Lu Jinwen bent his back slightly, supporting himself with his two strong arms. The man's tall body easily trapped her, forming a powerful aura.
He gradually curved his thin lips, his deep gaze slowly wandering around her face like a knife. "Take a good look at you, Xuanyin. All these years, you've really … become more and more greedy."
It was as though a tub of cold water had been poured over her from head to toe, making her feel cold all over.
He was just as affectionate to her just now, and now he was just as cruel.
This was the most gentle knife he had ever given her.
Even when he was stabbing her heart with a knife, he was still so gentle.
"Jinwen, do you believe Mo 'er's words? Do you also think that I'm the one who ordered someone to tear up Sister's sketchbook? I didn't …"
"Shh." Lu Jinwen placed his long fingers by Lin Xuanyin's lips, gesturing for her to keep quiet. He said softly, "Look down."
Lin Xuanyin slowly turned her head, glancing down at the balcony.
On the lawn, Butler Ye was dressed in black and there was a maid kneeling beside him. The maid's clothes were disheveled and she looked at Lin Xuanyin in horror. She screamed, "Madam, save me!"
Lin Xuanyin trembled.
She had already arranged for this maid to leave last night. Now that a day had passed, this maid had actually been captured and brought back.
Lu Jinwen's methods really made people shudder in fear.
His almond-shaped eyes were hidden behind the cold fog, and he could see everything clearly.
At this moment, a bodyguard walked forward, holding a cold knife in his hand. He pressed down on the maid's hand and the cold knife slashed down.
"Ah!" The maid let out a blood-curdling scream.
Lin Xuanyin's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Her pupils contracted when she saw the broken finger and the fresh blood that was seeping out. Her legs gave way and she sat on the ground.
The bird's nest had spilled onto her white dress, and she was in a sorry state.
She lowered her gaze and saw the man's shiny leather shoes, as well as his tailored trousers. The bird's nest had been spilled, but he wasn't stained at all.
She heard the man's cold laughter. "Xuanyin, you've been with me for so many years, and I thought that you were smart. You really shouldn't exhaust my patience with you again and again."
Lin Xuanyin's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. She clutched her chest with both hands and started to gasp for air.
Her heart hurt so much.
She couldn't breathe.
She gasped for air, and then collapsed onto the ground. She grabbed onto the man's trousers and gripped them tightly. She looked at the man in pain and begged, "Jinwen, save me …"
Her vision was filled with the man's handsome face, and his deep almond-shaped eyes. He had both hands in his trouser pockets, looking at her impassively and coldly.
He looked at her struggling in pain, as though he was looking at an ant beside his feet.
Lin Xuanyin's tears flowed out. She was afraid, she was really afraid. "Jinwen, I was wrong … I did it, I was wrong … save me …"
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