When Chu Yan's lofty and calm gaze fell on her for a long time, Mu Qingxue felt a strange chill run down her spine.
The man's seemingly calm and indifferent gaze hid the raging storm, the shadows of a sword, and the light of a blade. It was so sharp and cold that it seemed as if he wanted to see through her and reveal the ugliest side of her heart.
Mu Qingxue couldn't help but be afraid.
"Brother Chu Yan, you saved me this time. I can help you, I know that Su Tianhang wants to deal with you. He wants to plot against you and frame you. I can help you deal with Su Tianhang. As your spy, I can tell you whatever you want to know. No matter what you want me to do, I can do it. Brother Chu Yan, save me, save me..."
She tried her best to express her gratitude and tried her best to throw out seductive tricks.
She hoped that she could move Chu Yan and make it seem as though nothing had happened. For this reason, she did not dare to mention letting her go.
