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"Mo Wushuang!" Long Chentian roared, his voice almost piercing through Wushuang's eardrum. She picked up a can of soda and smashed it towards him, her eyes showing a hint of displeasure.

"Shut your mouth, I know my name is Mo Wu-Shuang, you don't need to shout it like that."

Long Cheng was getting his teeth on edge, feeling a mixture of helplessness and annoyance. As always, he resorted to avoiding the situation with his usual helplessness. When she chased him, he did nothing but seek revenge or run away. This woman was simply impenetrable, her skin thicker than bronze, her bones harder than iron. No matter what you said or did, she wouldn't listen, her left ear taking in everything her right ear discarded. She didn't care about your wishes and forced you to accept her advances. Her domineering behavior was outrageous. Even if she shot his woman dead, she wouldn't feel a shred of guilt. Instead, with no shame, no remorse, and zero pressure, she claimed it was necessary because his woman had gotten in her way.

Although he knew she wasn't telling the truth, upon hearing it, anyone would be enraged. What woman was so arrogant and unrestrained, so self-willed He had always known that Mo Wushuang had a good feeling for him, but she was just teasing him.

He hated her, hated that she had destroyed his former happiness, hated that she barged into his life without a word of warning. He hated her capricious nature, the way she took and gave with reckless abandon, saying "go" when she meant to go. She was like the wind, fleeting and impossible to grasp.

It's unclear if she truly has a masochistic tendency, but when she pursued him, there was pain and resistance. Seeing her made him want to kill her. He exploited her to do many things for him, including murder, all the dirty work. Wudou always knew this; she was willing too. He knew she wasn't a woman who obeyed men blindly. She was most likely atoning for something, feeling deeply sorry, so she compensated him.

She had this kind of mentality, and he took advantage of it even more. He used her unique psychology to his advantage. Before, she would go anywhere, and within a month, she'd return to Eastern Europe to chase after him. His subordinates were very familiar with her by now.

Until this time, she had an accident in London. He was restless in Eastern Europe, wanting to know her news but not wanting to lower himself to contact her. He knew Wu Shuang's background; she was so capable, London was the territory of the first terrorist organization, she wouldn't have any accidents. But after so long without any news from her and her phone calls unanswered, he was very worried. He happened to have a deal going to London, originally he could just send someone else, but he went himself, scurrying to London, only to see her in the garden with Kaka.

He heard that conversation.

She had always known about her feelings for Kaka, and he knew that Kaka rejected her. He also knew that Wushuang was an honest person. She had told him once that she liked someone and had liked them for many years, but this person never liked her back. She was unwilling to give up, even though she was heartbroken. Every time she tried to convince herself to let go, she couldn't succeed. Over the years, she watched helplessly as she buried her youth day by day with her own hands.

Even if her youth was buried, she couldn't bear to give up. She couldn't bring herself to let go.

Kakaka's apology, in her eyes, he saw defeat. At that moment, his feelings were complex. There was a hint of relief at being free from the incomparable, and also a hint of joy, feeling very complicated.

Wu Shuang should have given up long ago.

Ten years of selfless devotion and companionship were met with two rejections and an apology. Not every woman is willing to spend a decade of her youth on a relationship that doesn't reciprocate.

Not every woman is willing to love a man so thoroughly for a decade.

He gave her a way out, letting her walk with him so she wouldn't be embarrassed. After all, this was the territory of the first terror organization, not the Mafia's. He could sensitively feel the undercurrents within the headquarters, but who knew, Wushuang didn't appreciate it and followed Gui Mian instead.

Gui Mian is someone beyond Long Cheng Tian's calculations. With an unparalleled personality, she has no close friends except a few who grew up with her. Her temperament, so dazzling, would make both men and women afraid to approach her, wouldn't it

She and the Noodle Man met for the first time, surprisingly hitting it off. She even followed him. Long Chengtian was furious. This anger stemmed from London, suppressing back to Eastern Europe, only to learn they were causing a stir in the Philippines afterward, prompting him to rush to Rome.

Mo WuShuang is right, all men are scoundrels.

Long Chengtian suppressed his anger, glaring at her coldly. "I've never seen a woman like you, changing faces as easily as flipping through a book."

"You've seen plenty of women." Wu Shuang said coolly, her gaze fixed on Long Chengtian with a smirk. "You dare to yell at me in my own home Don't you want to live anymore"

“Shit!” Long Chengtian once again proved he didn’t want to live anymore. Wu Duo couldn’t help but laugh, she flicked her long hair and smiled beautifully, “Long Chengtian, you have important matters to attend to, hurry back to Eastern Europe to take charge. I need to rest for a while, familiarize myself with the Mafia’s operations and affairs with Ghost Face. I don't have time to play cat and mouse with you.”

"Does a big man like him need you to introduce him to the Mafia" Long Chengtian rolled his eyes, "An excuse, an excuse, it's clearly an excuse."

"I'm willing. The only thing I have is time." Wushuang was teasing Long Chengtian, after all, this fellow had given her so much face in the past. Although she didn't care, she would retaliate just as fiercely. However, tenfold return was definitely her unbreakable principle.

Long Chengtian was furious. He wanted to leave, but after a few steps, he turned back and sat on the sofa, motionless. He narrowed his eyes coldly, staring at Mo WuShuang as if he was determined to fight her to the end.

Wushuang looked at him amusedly. He was always so stubborn.

She leisurely played with her long hair, unfazed by Long Chengtian's angry glare. In her mind, she thought about how they say people who get heartbroken should change their hairstyle to change their mood. Maybe she should go out and get some curls Anything would look good on her face.

Well, that's decided then.

Long Chengtian stared at her. Seeing Wu Shuang remained silent for a long time, he asked in a deep voice, "Mo Wu Shuang, are you really a woman How can you not show even a bit of heartbreak"

Still having fun.

"What's the expression for heartbreak Pain beyond bearing, sorrow to the point of despair, seeking death and clinging to life" Wu Shuang raised an eyebrow, languidly leaning against their own sofa, purple eyes serious. "If crying, making a fuss, and committing suicide worked, I would have used them long ago. There's no point wasting effort if it's useless."

Long Chengtian was amused by her teasing. Although he knew Wushuang was just joking, this shrewish tactic wasn't like her at all. Mo Xiaobai's Persian cat darted in from the doorway, leaped onto Wushuang, and let out a meow before pouncing on her.d reflexes, keen awareness of danger, and the environment, he would have been pierced by an arrow long ago.Damn it, who could be so ruthlessMo Chen couldn't leave Nick right now, but thinking of Gu Ba...