Chapter 1178 - : Fight Between the Two Men (1/2)

She really couldn’t understand him at all.

He hadn’t had many women in his life, she could barely count them with one hand but who else, other than Ye Ruge and her were able to even get close to his heart?

He was calm and self-disciplined. With such strong ambitions and greed, he even picked out his child’s mother beforehand, preparing every step he was about to take like a master puppeteer in the shadows. The man was terrifying.

Jun Xiqing felt the chills, every moment she spent with him was enough to make her shudder.

She wanted to escape.

Rip! Suddenly, her mesh skirt was torn and she could feel a breeze over her body.

“Ah!” She screamed, quickly wrapping her arms around herself. Meanwhile, Lu Yeming towered above her, her skin was smooth and supple, completely flawless.

Things that were too beautiful and flawless would always make one feel like destroying it. His eyes were somewhat bloodshot as his Adam’s apple bobbed.

Slowly, he leaned closer.

“Lu Yeming, don’t!” Jun Xiqing squirmed.

Knock knock. “Duke.”

Fan Men’s voice could be heard.

Someone had come.

Jun Xiqing’s eyes lit up, someone was finally here to help her out of this situation. She tried to push the man away. “Someone’s calling you!”

Lu Yeming pursed his lips after being interrupted during such a time, he was clearly displeased.

Fan Men had been with him for many years, he clearly had the sense to know not to interrupt him at such a time. It must be something important.

But as he continued looking at the beautiful face beneath him with narrowed eyes, he didn’t want to get up.

“Hurry and get off my bed!” She kicked him forcefully.

Ignoring her, Lu Yeming didn’t move an inch and looking at her red lips, he leaned forward to kiss her.

But Jun Xiqing turned her face, refusing him.

Fan Men’s voice was heard. “Duke, Silver Mask King is here. He wants to take Elder Miss away.”

Sister Mo’er?

Jun Xiqing’s eyes shifted.

Before she could even give it any thought, she finally felt the heavy weight above her disappear. Lu Yeming had gotten down from the bed. Tying his waistband, he stretched his legs out and strode out of the room.

Jun Xiqing turned her head, only to see the man disappear before her eyes.

…

In the living room.

Xuan Ying brought his assistant, Ah Zhou and his underlings with him as they barged inside the place. With the bright lights shining on his imposing figure, he exuded a cold, haughty aura.

Tang Mo’er wore a pink maxi dress and went downstairs. “Silver Mask King, it’s late now, why did you bring so many people with you to look for me at the West Palace? What exactly is the matter?”

The corners of Xuan Ying’s lips kicked up into a wry smile. “Miss Tang, my female slave has gone missing and the last person she contacted was you. Now I’ll have to ask you over so that I can find my slave!”

Did he lose a slave?

Tang Mo’er knitted her brows. “Silver Mask King, are you referring to… Feng Lingxue?”

“Yes.”