The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

The man was still eagerly studying how to untie Cheng Mulan's clothes. The cold temperature and a sharp pain suddenly brought him back to consciousness from his confusion.

The thin pain made the man's body stiffen. He wanted to resist, but the blade penetrated deeper. The man could even feel the warm liquid gradually flowing down his neck.

The two of them still maintained an intimate posture, but looking at Cheng Mulan, who was tightly locking his neck, the fear in the man's heart spread uncontrollably.

Regardless of the pain, he pushed Cheng Mulan away, stumbled out of the door with his hands on his neck, picked up a brick from the door, and wanted to confront this woman head-on.

Maybe it was just a coincidence, or maybe it was because she was fooled that this woman had the opportunity to slash her neck.

The man stared intently at the woman holding the knife dripping with blood, his facial features almost distorted.

"You bitch, you're playing dirty with me here."

He rushed straight up, and saw that the brick was about to hit Cheng Mulan, but she nimbly dodged it, and even made a sharp scratch on the man's arm when he was caught off guard.

"what!"

The man gasped in pain, looked over with stern eyes, and shouted that he wanted to cut this woman into pieces.

Cheng Mulan's face was even stained with the blood spurting from his arm. This feeling made her feel an inexplicable pleasure.

It was as if the blood turned on a switch in her heart.

She wiped the cold liquid on her face, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth remaining in the liquid.

The man's fat body kept twisting, a large amount of blood spurted out from the back of his neck and arms, and his face gradually turned gray.

Cheng Mulan saw the fear in his eyes and showed a charming smile without concealing it.

"Why, didn't you just say you wanted to make me happy? I'm very happy now."

The man finally realized how scary this woman was. He ran out and tried to ask for help, but he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

Cheng Mulan slowly put on her high heels, walked up to him, stepped on his arm and crushed it hard, but it was not enough.

"You're crazy, you're just crazy."

The man looked at the woman with red pupils in front of him in horror. She seemed like an evil ghost coming out of hell.

He kept shrinking back, but he could only see that the knife in the man's hand was getting closer and closer to him.

"Pfft!"

There was a sound of the blade piercing the flesh, and Cheng Mulan seemed to enjoy the sound.

She listened to it several times with her eyes closed. The man slumped to the ground, with several holes in his stomach bleeding out.

Cheng Mulan wiped the blood on her hands in disgust, with unconcealable disgust in her eyes.

After packing herself up, putting the foldable knife into her handbag, she walked straight out of the abandoned warehouse.

She hadn't had time to reply to Ye Lengfeng's last message on WeChat.

"Angry or not, there's no need for you to say those unwarranted words."

Cheng Mulan typed a few words casually, took out her mobile phone and called a car. After getting in the car, she leaned on the seat and closed her eyes to relax.

Ye Lengfeng stared dumbly at the message that suddenly popped up on WeChat.

Cheng Mulan: Ye Lengfeng, I just killed someone.

Crazy, what's wrong with her?

Ye Lengfeng put down his phone and ignored Cheng Mulan.

The taxi arrived at Mansion No. [-], and Cheng Mulan lazily opened her eyes and got out of the car.

Cheng Mulan was not surprised that the message she sent had not received a reply for a long time.

Ye Lengfeng probably thought he was joking with him.

Cheng Mulan opened the door, and a middle-aged woman with a serious face walked forward.

"Why has Madam been out for so long?"

She tossed the bag aside indifferently, her tone cold.

"How many times have I told you, don't call me madam."

The middle-aged woman was the nanny hired by Sun Yinghe for her. She was a nanny in name but more like the housekeeper of the villa. No matter what Cheng Mulan was doing when she went out, she wanted to find out about it and was ready to report it to Sun Yinghe at any time.

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's expression became a little more resentful, and she replied in a strange way.

"Young master asked me to pay attention to your safety at all times. If you go out without saying hello now, if he finds out, it will be us servants who will suffer."

Cheng Mulan was unmoved and said lightly "Yeah". Such a perfunctory attitude also made the middle-aged woman unhappy.

"I said madam, you..."

The words she had not yet spoken were choked back in her throat by a look from Cheng Mulan. She could only wait for Cheng Mulan to enter the bathroom before cursing in a low voice.

"Isn't she just a kept woman? What's the point of being pretentious with me?"

Humph, just because she has some beauty, she is fighting with him here. After the young master doesn't like her, she will be nothing.

The nanny glanced at Cheng Mulan's coat thrown on the ground with disgust, and was about to pick it up and put it in the washing machine for washing, but found a conspicuous red mark on the cuff, which looked like blood, and there were also a lot on the skirt.

Could it be that this woman was injured?

The nanny recalled how Cheng Mulan had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth just now, and it didn't look like she was injured.

She couldn't help but start muttering in her heart.

Just as the nanny was holding the clothes in a daze, Cheng Mulan suddenly walked out of the bathroom. Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but frown.

"Didn't you just say that you are a servant? A servant must act like a servant."

After saying that, Cheng Mulan took the towel aside with a smile on her face, turned and returned to the bathroom.

The frustrated nanny gritted her teeth and muttered, then turned around and called Sun Yinghe.

Sun Yinghe's face was pale on the hospital bed. His health had gotten worse in the past two days. He didn't know whether he was frightened or contracted the cold. Anyway, nothing improved.

The nanny from Mansion No. [-] called, and he knew that she was reporting to him about Cheng Mulan's itinerary as usual.

"Master, please take care of your wife. If you don't come back, she will want to lift the roof of the house."

Sun Yinghe didn't understand why, so the nanny embellished and described Cheng Mulan's attitude when talking to him just now.

"Master, I have worked here for so long without any credit or hard work. How can she say that to me?"

The nanny was still complaining to Sun Yinghe, but she didn't know that on the other end of the phone, his face had turned black.

"You don't need to report such things to me in the future. How about my wife? That's her freedom, and you have no right to interfere."