The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story Chapter 446: For Love (2)

Chapter 446: For Love (2)

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She kicked the other party’s lower abdomen ruthlessly.

“Ah!” Scholar Xue screamed and staggered back two steps. The oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground in the room, and the gla.s.s lamp cover shattered.

Not far behind, Gu Yuan and Fan Beiran walked out of the shadows with complicated expressions.

They had originally planned to wait for an opportunity to make a move, but Fan Mushuang had unexpectedly attacked Scholar Xue first.

Gu Yuan switched the sheath in his hand from his left hand to his right. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he teased Fan Beiran, who was dressed like a lantern. “Didn’t you say that your Fifth Sister is obedient and cute?”

He thought that the wild girl when she was young had been taught by Madam Fan to be a lady from a wealthy family.

Fan Beiran:”…”

Before Fan Beiran could speak, he saw movement ahead again.

Gu Yanfei grabbed Scholar Xue’s upper arm as fast as lightning and kicked him ruthlessly on the s.h.i.+n. She pulled and kicked him again and again. However, in two or three simple and light movements, Scholar Xue was sent flying backward and fell flat on his back.

Gu Yanfei stepped on his right shoulder. With just a little force, Scholar Xue, who had fallen to the ground, let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. It was especially terrifying in this dark and silent alley.

Fan Beiran raised his eyebrows and smiled like a fox. He patted Gu Yuan’s shoulder and said with a faint smile, “Didn’t you say that your sister is obedient and cute?”

The two of them looked at each other quietly. One sneered, and the other snorted. Sparks flew wherever their gazes met.

The two of them looked away almost at the same time and looked at the two girls in front of them. The same emotions were written in their eyes.

My sister is still the cutest!

Gu Yuan held his sword with both arms and stood at the side, waiting.

“Who… who are you?” Scholar Xue’s voice was a little hoa.r.s.e from the pain. He questioned Gu Yanfei, who was stepping on his calf, “Why did you hit me for no reason!!”

“Isn’t your surname Xue?” Gu Yanfei smiled brightly. “Then I didn’t hit the wrong person. It’s fate.”

Scholar Xue’s face twisted for a moment.

“Shuang Shuang, how can you sit back and do nothing when this woman treats me like this?” His affectionate gaze landed on Fan Mushuang’s exquisite little face, and there seemed to be a shadow flas.h.i.+ng in his dark eyes.

“You and I are sincere to each other. It’s a marriage of three lifetimes. We’re destined to be together.”

His voice was so sincere and lingering.

Fan Mushuang looked down at Scholar Xue, who had fallen to the ground and couldn’t get up.

The two of them were only three or four feet apart. She could see that this person’s square face was pitted, and there was a finger-sized mole on his chin. He was faintly emitting a sour smell.

Fan Mushuang recalled how she had been courting death these past few days. How she had thought of Xue’er embroidering the wedding dress in a daze and how she had solemnly confessed her infatuation. A wave of disgust surged up, and gooseb.u.mps rose all over her body.

It was too disgusting!

Fan Mushuang grabbed Gu Yanfei’s arm. She wanted to cover her eyes and forget all that she had seen. She silently asked with her eyes: Can I kill him to silence him?!

There’s no hurry! Gu Yanfei increased the strength of her feet slightly.

The beautiful girl was as thin as a piece of paper. When she stepped down, Scholar Xue felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

“Ah—” Scholar Xue let out another heart-wrenching scream that almost broke through the roof. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was exhausted from the pain.

There was a click.

His right shoulder was dislocated by this girl.

The girl’s cold and lazy voice slowly sounded. “The mother Gu is here.”

Gu Yanfei pointed at Scholar Xue’s forehead with a firm expression.

When he heard the word “mother Gu”, Scholar Xue felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Sweat dripped down his body like rain. He was wet like a fish that had been fished out of the water with its tail. He could only open his mouth and pant weakly.

They know?!

They actually know?!

This thought reverberated in his mind repeatedly, flipping through abnormally strong emotions. There was shock, despair, pain, and more fear—fear of the future.

Scholar Xue’s mouth opened and closed, but he couldn’t make a sound for a long time.

Gu Yanfei took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve pocket with her other hand and uncorked it.

In the next moment, a long worm as thin as silver thread poked its head out of the bottle. It swayed and trembled, spitting out thin red silk that wrapped around its body..