The President's Young Master Kneels Down and Sings Conquest

  "Yin Xiaoyue, because of your cowardice, you killed your brother, so you are the murderer! It wasn't that snake, it was you who killed your brother!" Zhong Xue's voice was like a hypnotic spell.

  "Xiamu, don't listen to her nonsense!" Anmu Qing was pinned down by two tall boys and couldn't move at all, but she still shouted out with all her might.

  But at this time, Yin Xiaoyue had already stopped listening to anything.

  The whole world seemed to have only her, a solitary figure...

  "Yin Xiaoyue, you are a murderer..."

  "Yin Xiaoyue, you killed your own brother, you don't deserve to live in this world!"

  Those negative emotions were amplified countless times, eventually forming a vast expanse of vines that wrapped around her tightly, almost suffocating her.

  Her eyelashes fluttered, and scalding tears poured down, as despair overwhelmed her.

  She knelt on the ground, shivering and trembling like a helpless little bird.

  Zhong Xue's mouth corners were tinged with a cold smile, step by step walking over, looking down on her from above, suddenly using his fingernails to lift up her small face.

  A small face with a plain and clean appearance, seemingly without any charm to speak of.

  What qualifications do you have to compete with her for men?

  But it's this face, with tears in his eyes, shining with a dazzling light that makes people's hearts skip a beat, and is enchanting.

  It made Zhong Xue momentarily stunned!

  She was shocked and immediately pushed away Yin Xiaoyue, her face gradually becoming gloomy. She crooked her finger, and two people who looked like delinquents walked up to her, "Zhong Xue sister!"

  "Slap her in the face!"

  "Yes!"

  Two girls swaggered forward, pulling at Yun Xiayue's hair without any defense, but she still seemed like a doll with no reaction.

  Let them have their own way.

  A sharp knife under the refraction of light, overflows with cold light.

  But Yin Xiaoyue still collapsed on the ground, motionless...

  An Mu Qing's lips were bitten until they bled.

  At this time, she still didn't reveal her true identity, then what qualifications does she have to say that she is a friend of Yin Xiaoyue?

  Just as she was about to shout out loud, a scream suddenly burst forth...

  She raised her eyes and was taken aback.

  Yin Xiaoyue surprisingly had her knife snatched away and was now facing those two delinquent girls with the blade pointed at them.

  "What...what are you doing?" The two girls were frightened pale.

  "Two useless things!" Zhong Xue was enraged and was just about to step forward when she was stunned by a strange, eerie laughter.

  "Hahaha......" Yin Xiaoyue held a knife, raised her head, and smiled with tears in her eyes, making people feel desolate.

  "Zhong Xue's sister! She's gone mad!" Everyone took a step back in fear.

  "Summer Moon..." An Mu Qing Yao looked at her with concern, how did Summer Moon become like this.

  Is it too much guilt and discomfort accumulated in your heart?

  Suddenly released, can't bear it all at once?

  Yin Xiaoyue's face was as white as paper at this moment, pale and powerless.

  She picked up the knife and unexpectedly slashed her own wrist...

  An Mu covered her mouth in shock.

  Blood flowed slowly out of that slender white wrist, at first one drop at a time, then gathering together...

  "Don't hurt yourself in July, I beg of you!"

  Those people were also stunned and unknowingly let go of An Muqing, who hurriedly ran over to try to stop Yin Xiaoyue's self-mutilation, but it was all in vain.

  Such obstruction will only make her more frantic.

  "Come and help quickly!" An Muqing almost shouted herself hoarse, but no one came forward.

  Zhong Xue crossed her hands over her chest and gave a charming smile.

  This is just right, and it saves a lot of trouble!

  Just then, the locked door was suddenly kicked open with great force——

  A person suddenly appeared in everyone's line of sight.

  His indifferent eyes swept over the crowd, and everyone couldn't help but take a cold breath: How could it be him?

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