Two-faced President, So Hard to Pacify (42)

"There's one more thing: she's much braver than a coward like you. Blood and gore don't frighten her at all."

"Lastly, you'd better remember this, young master. She isn't marrying you, Zhang Jingyu. She's marrying me, Zhang Jingchen. Don't get that wrong."

Zhang Jingyu's face turned cold as well. "Don't forget that you and I use the same body."

Zhang Jingchen's mood darkened further. "That's exactly what I'm warning you about. From now on, you're not allowed to touch a single part of her. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning against you."

Zhang Jingyu said, "That's unfair to me."

"Hmph, fairness? Where is there any fairness in this world?"

Did he think he had been born a cold-blooded killing machine?

When he had first appeared in this world, he had been afraid and panicked when faced with all that bloodshed, too. Unfortunately, it had been useless.

Zhang Jingyu thought of that kiss that had nearly made him lose himself completely just now and narrowed his eyes. "Let me ask you, when we were attacked in front of Paramount Hall that time, was she the one who saved me?"

That familiar, faint pear-blossom fragrance—she had it on her, too.

The sensation of kissing her just now had been exactly the same as last time. Both had made his heart race.

He couldn't have been mistaken.

That was precisely why he had continued... because he wanted to verify it.

"Bah! She was clearly trying to save me. She can't stand a coward like you, so stop flattering yourself."

Those words amounted to an admission that Su Qiao had been the one who saved them.

Zhang Jingyu's expression turned ugly, and flames rarely seen in his eyes flared up. "You knew long ago. That's why you went to find her that night, yet