Mu Yi pulled out a knife and put it against Jiang Shu's throat, and a look of crazy joy appeared on her face.
"Fu Shiyan, there are two people, you can only save one." Mu Yi sneered, "If you choose Wen Yuan, I will cut Jiang Shu's artery immediately. If you choose Jiang Shu, Wen Yuan's rope will be cut immediately and she will fall.
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"How about it? Is this choice easy to make?"
The tip of the knife was pressed against her throat, and Jiang Shu felt a stinging pain. She gasped and looked at the man in front of her with a cold light, and she didn't even know what to say.
Fu Shiyan looked at her and couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"Mr. Fu, I know your skills, but you can try to see which one is faster, you or my sword." Wen Yuan was also guarding, and Fu Shiyan was alone, unable to take care of both sides.
"Like me?" Fu Shiyan suddenly asked. Mu Yi subconsciously avoided this sentence, "I'm letting you make a choice!"
"You really like me?" He chuckled softly, showing a charm that was inappropriate for the occasion, "If you had told me earlier, Mrs. Fu's position would have been yours. If you didn't tell me, how would I know."
Mu Yi stared at him, her eyes clearly filled with love. The knife she held was shaking, and it cut Jiang Shu's skin, and she endured the sting.
"You mean, if there isn't Jiang Shu, it would be me?"
"Of course, I chose to get married at that time, but I just needed a woman to get married. Anyone can do it." Fu Shiyan stepped forward in small steps, not too much, and his tone of voice was convincing.
Mu Yi was wary, "But you clearly said before..."
"The relationship between us is just that of superiors and subordinates. Of course I have to say that, but it is different now. I really have no feelings for her. If you had said that you liked me earlier, you would have been the first to win."
There was indeed no emotion. Jiang Shu's heart palpitated and he sighed to himself, Fu Shiyan was really a master of PUA.
Mu Yi pulled Jiang Shu back step by step, still full of suspicion, "You are cheating. The Fu Shiyan I know will not arrive unprepared. You called someone, did you call the police?"
She immediately asked people to go outside to check, while screaming, holding the knife harder, "Aren't you afraid that I will tear up the ticket?"
Fu Shiyan stood still and stopped moving forward, his face darkened.
"I didn't call the police."
The bodyguard checked and came back and said that he really didn't see anyone following him.
Mu Yi relaxed a little and took a deep breath: "Choose, one side is your real Mrs. Fu, and the other side is Miss Wen family. I am very curious about your choice. If something happens to Mrs. Fu, the whole Haicheng will know about it tomorrow. You Fu Shiyan
Widowed. If something happens to the eldest lady of the Wen family, the Wen family will definitely not let you go, including the Fu family."
"For a man like you who puts interests above all else, this is a difficult choice. My Mr. Fu, I'm in trouble for you."
Fu Shiyan raised his eyebrows after hearing this. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiang Shu. In her hot and frightened eyes, a hoarse voice suddenly came: "Brother Fu!"
unexpected, sudden.
Wen Yuan woke up, shaking violently in mid-air, her whole body showing fear, "Why am I here, Brother Fu, save me!"
The originally cold and beautiful face showed extreme fright, and she looked here with wide eyes. She was trembling all over, crying for Brother Fu, crying for help.
Such crying made even Jiang Shu's heart flinch.
"Xiaoyuan!" Fu Shiyan had veins on the back of his hands and ran towards her worriedly.