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Chapter 343 If You Have the Courage, Just Try One (1)

Her eyes were red, tears welled up in her eyes, her voice became agitated, "I'll ask you one last time, will you marry me or not?"

The ruthless tone was full of desperate determination.

Long Beijue put away his phone, his expression as calm as ever, "If the two of them hurt even the slightest bit, I will not let either of the Yun family and the Chen family go."

Having said all that, he still refused to marry her, not even to lie to trick her.

Yun Ruoxiang smiled mockingly, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

She stretched out her hand to grab Long Yi'an's collar, looked past Long Beijue and the two, and settled on Mrs. Long.

"Old Madam, Long Yi'an's life is in my hands now, if you don't want him to have an accident, you'd better agree to my conditions."

As he spoke, the pitch-black muzzle moved over Long Yi'an's forehead.

"Your old man must make a decision as soon as possible."

After living for so many years, this is the first time Mrs. Long has been threatened by outsiders like this.

Her face turned pale, and she said sharply, "Yun Ruoxiang, I think you are crazy, I advise you to stop as soon as possible, if you persist in your obsession, you will only harm yourself and even your family members."

"Shut up." Yun Ruoxiang yelled loudly, completely different from her gentle and pleasant appearance in the past.

"I please you in every way, and I care about you in every possible way. Even my parents, I have never cared so much." She said through gritted teeth.

"You know that I like Beijue, why do you refuse to help me? I'm not as good as that wild girl like Qiao Luo. I'm not as good as her. How can you let such a wild girl be the young lady of the Long family? How could you do this to me?"

After speaking, she roared angrily, and the words were full of unwillingness and jealousy.

In order to please her, she worked hard to learn tea art, listened to operas she didn't like, and greeted her from time to time. She was already so humble, why didn't she want to help her.

Two years earlier, her mother and she had expressly hinted that the two families would get engaged, but she, a dead old woman, kept pretending to be confused and refused to agree.

Looking at her ferocious expression, Mrs. Long knew that it was impossible to reason with her.

In the current situation, it would be detrimental to Yi'an and the others to provoke her any more, so Mrs. Long simply stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, her silence angered Yun Ruoxiang even more.

She growled, "If you ask Beijue to marry me, I'll let them go, otherwise I'll do it."

Mrs. Long turned a deaf ear and handed the matter over to Long Beijue and the others.

Once she gets involved, maybe things will get more complicated.

"You forced me to do this." Yun Ruoxiang blushed, and moved his gun.

Loaded, fingertip gesture to pull the trigger.

In an instant, the cold voice took the lead, "Wait."

Yun Ruoxiang paused with her fingertips, raised her head, and looked into those amber eyes unexpectedly, with a chill in the depths.

Qiao Luo said softly, "It's not impossible to agree to your conditions, you have to answer me first."

Yun Ruoxiang's eyes lit up, and she looked at Qiao Luo with vigilance, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Luo asked, "Did you set up the orchid-scented cat in the mansion a while ago?"

"What cat, what nonsense are you talking about." Yun Ruoxiang denied without thinking.

As everyone knows, she denied it too quickly, the more self-confident it seemed.

Qiao Luo understood, and stopped asking about this matter, anyway, the answer is already very clear.

"You promised Beijue to marry me just now." Yun Ruoxiang said anxiously.

"Someone get us a marriage certificate first, and as long as they get a marriage certificate, I'll let them go."

"Marriage certificate?" Qiao Luo snorted coldly, suppressing the mockery in his eyes, "When did I promise you?"

It was already midnight, and she was daydreaming and didn't know how to choose a time.

"You..." Yun Ruoxiang's face was embarrassed, and his emotions suddenly became agitated, "If you dare to go back on your word, I will kill them."

"Then you can do it." Qiao Luo put his hands in his pockets and said casually.

"If you have the guts, just try it."

Meeting her cold eyes, Yun Ruoxiang gasped for breath, and the hand holding the gun trembled almost invisibly.

The person beside him stepped forward, and Long Beijue turned his eyes, following the thin figure of the woman.

Every step closer, the lingering hostility became more and more intense, and Yun Ruoxiang panicked in his heart.

She warned, "Stop it for me, come here again, I'm really going to do it."

"Then why are you still hesitating?" Qiao Luo kept walking, with a playful smile on his lips, "Do it."

She presses on step by step, the tension in Yun Ruoxiang's mind is stretched to the extreme, and her thoughts are in a mess.

Qiao Luo continued to provoke her, "Yun Ruoxiang, just say it, you dare not."

"Who said I wouldn't dare." Yun Ruoxiang glared at her fiercely, as if about to pull the trigger.

Qiao Luo narrowed his eyes coldly, took out his phone and smashed it.

Unbiased, it just hit her wrist.

"hiss--"

Yun Ruoxiang let go of the gun in pain, the gun fell to the ground, and she hurried to pick it up.

However, it was still a step behind.

The black boots hooked and kicked the gun far away.

Yun Ruoxiang rushed to nothing, and just raised his head, a black shadow hit from above his head, blocking the light in front of his eyes.

When she raised her eyes, the woman's eyes were cold and piercing, and she lost her voice for a moment, "You..."

"Ah."

Qiao Luo smiled coldly, grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her towards her face.

Yun Ruoxiang turned pale with fright, and said in a broken voice, "Qiao Luo, you madman, what do you want to do?"

"madman?"

Qiao Luo tasted the word, a bloodthirsty sneer curled up on the corner of his lips.

Since she said she was crazy, let her show her crazy.

"Let go, let me go." Yun Ruoxiang struggled hard, and her uninjured hand went straight to Qiao Luo's face.

"Out of control."

Qiao Luo dodged sideways, clasped her wrist, and seemed to twist it slightly.

"what--"

The screams of ghosts and wolves echoed in the room, and everyone else felt a chill down their backs when they heard it.

Terrified.

The servants blocking the door closed their eyes and covered their ears reflexively.

Unexpectedly, the young lady looks so weak, and it is more terrifying than a man's hands.

Feeling that the bones were being crushed, the only trace of blood on Yun Ruoxiang's face faded, and she was as pale as white paper.

Watching the other arm hang down limply, the sore and numb pain spread to the fingertips, the pain was so painful that the whole body was weak, and even the sound of gasping was accompanied by panting.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, her forehead was covered with sweat.

"This is just the beginning." Qiao Luo's eyes twitched, showing a bit of evil.

The white hand moved to her collar again, twisted it casually, and she dragged her out.

Passing in front of Long Beijue, she spoke softly, "Jeez, I leave this place to you."

Their eyes met, and with just one look, Long Beijue knew what she was thinking, and he warned, "Don't hurt yourself."

Just a few words completely shattered the last hope in Yun Ruoxiang's heart.

(End of this chapter)