God of the wolves

Suddenly, Ehuang's tiny hand grasped her father's arm. With a miserable look on her face, she voiced softly at LingYun.

"Papa loves Mama. Do not make Papa worry," she leaned her head onto his hand. Zixin stroked her hair gently.

A possessive sigh escaped LingYun's lips. "Ehuang, I love your papa more than your mama."

She hugged her father's hand and embedded her concerned face into his forearm. "But Papa loves Mama," a sweet, wailing mixed moan came from her.

Shook his head once, LingYun continued to take a bit of his food. Looking at Zixin taking a bit of pork, he uttered himself,

"Homely way doesn't seem to work; let me be rough then."

Zixin's eyelashes struck up, and Irish met LingYun's as if he heard his utter.

"PaPa, I want to pee!" She whispered in Zixin's eyes, interrupting the intense stare they had sent to each other all the while now.

He carried her to the left arm, leaving the seat. LingYun also rushed to follow them.

Standing four feet away from the ladies' bathroom, Zixin sat on the knee in front of her. Ehuang lifted her skirt. As Zixin undressed her trousers, she dragged her skirt down along with it so as not to expose herself to LingYun, who was just standing behind Zixin, showing back.

He handed her those trousers. "Go!"

She ran to the ladies' bathroom.

Pressing his one palm against the floor, he stood up and turned to LingYun.

"Why do you brag about love while I'm with Ehuang?" he snarled.

LingYun gripped his collar and pulled him closer so that his nose edge could meet his straight nose edge.

A mild breath from Zixin's mouth could arrive at LingYun's effortlessly since that restroom area was deserted. Inhaling his breath through his mouth, he felt an instant intoxication that caused him to lose grip of his neck balance. It led him to bump into his nose rim.

Like an opposite direction of the magnet, Zixin felt a vicious offence. What is the point of it? He couldn't go against him, even if he decided to kill him.

Losing all hope, he stayed right there. His raised brows looked down helplessly.

"I want you. As you told me, I broke up with Biao. From now on, I'm not going to seek sex with someone else. Be ready always!" LingYun warned and stamped, "I'm always yours!"

Gathering his most effective offence, he opened his mouth to oppose his words. Battling himself, he spoke out vehemently.

"No!"

LingYun rolled his eyes and smooched on his nose bridge.

Zixin quickly shoved him, scraping his nose as if he were annoyed with his lips.

"Papa," Ehuang came running to him, pinched his pants, and pulled it downwards twice to get his attention.

Zixin turned around immediately before LingYun's wrathing eyes fell on him. He got hold of her trousers and put them on her as she subtly narrowed at LingYun, who was starting at Zixin.

Soon, he fastened her trousers. LingYun clenched Zixin's back collar and yanked him up. Coming to his front, grips were tightened as they were standing in front of Ehuang.

"Is my lip poison or something? Why did you scratch that place like that?" LingYun roared, totally forgetting that Ehuang was watching his rant expression without blinking.

A fear of gulp Zixin did. "Watch your tone, LingYun. Ehuang watching us!"

"It's because of you! You started it," LingYun dictated. Nonetheless, the rant was intense.

His brutal growl was extremely frightening to Zixin. As a worried father, he wants to check on Ehuang to see if she is paralysed or normal. But LingYun's further tightened grip controlled his head movement.

"Answer me!"

Zixin's trembling lips, fear-shaded breath, shivering Irish that scared to drift gaze away—everything was noticeable to LingYun.

*Thud!*

*Thud!*

They acknowledged that it was the footsteps of someone coming.

LingYun released his collar, standing next to him as Zixin adjudged his collar, and tugged down his shirt, which was exposing his underwear.

As that woman crossed, Zixin was shell-shocked at noticing Ehuang's absence near his leg.

"Ehuang," he threw his flustered eyes all around the corridor; Ehuang was not there. He ran to the restroom and shouted,

"Ehuang!"

"Ehuang!"

LingYun hurried to his restaurant seat. She was not there either. He scurried back to Zixin, who was asking one of the women to check for Ehuang, who had just come out of the restroom.

"She is not at the table either," LingYun notified.

Zixin turned to him instantly, clenching his collar, pushing and pulling viciously. He raged, "It's all because of you! Go and search all areas. If anything happens to Ehuang, I will die."

"I'll," he assured, dragging his hands out of the collar forcefully and running to check all around the area.

"Sir," that woman came out. "There was no child inside there, sir." She proclaimed.

"Thank you," he bowed and sprinted to the way of the underground car parking lot, which was the only way that existed from that corridor.

"If Ehuang isn't inside the bathroom and not inside the restaurant, she must be chosen this way to exist. She must be scared," he thought to himself, running downstairs headlong.

Ehuang was sitting in the centre, where cars would pass, and she was smiling at the keychain delightfully. Her childish, honeyed laugh reverberated inside the human-absent parking lot area.

No, there was another sound that echoed along with her smile.

The growl!

The growl of a wolf

That neat, shiny black-skinned wolf's paw carefully took its step from behind Ehuang. Slippery saliva was dripping on the floor, which was sliding from the aggressive-coloured, sharp teeth of its

It had only six feet to reach Ehuang, who was playing adorably with that keychain.

Suddenly, a blunt of something like a light orange mixed with a reddish thing leapt between them.

That black wolf's eyes widened, and its pink tongue slurped its saliva from dripping down.

There was a wolf with enchanting grey eyes. Despite its beauty, it carried some vigorous rage towards the Black Wolf. It didn't appear to be a normal wolf. That skin flurry seemed to be soaked in an oil with an orange and red colour. The nose was purely grey, just like the Irish it owned, floating over the white shade of eyes.

And pointedly, it was further hefty compared to the Black Wolf.

However, the black wolf never decided to be laid back from its target. It charged upon that spontaneous wolf.

Before its paw and spontaneous Wolf's Paw reached a one-inch distance in the air, a human hand pinched that black Wolf's neck and pulled it to the side.

That raging wolf's feet skidded land and shot its ferocious stare at that black wolf's four legs in the air next to the human's standing leg. Its ear was whithering down, whimpering just when it glimpsed that the human's hand's owner, LingYun, was staring through the floor with the heavy breathing of wrath.

"God of the Wolves?"

He startled and quickly turned his gaze down at the floor.

That spontaneous grey-eyed wolf transformed its appearance into that of a human, Zixin.

"How dare you charge at my man?" LingYun voiced in the deep dark, "Look at me!"

With apprehension, the Black Wolf turned its head to look at LingYun's red, flaming eyes.

It was the moment that Zixin sensed LingYun going to kill that wolf.

"Sto-"

Before Zixin shouted fully, Wolf's body was sliced into two, the back part of it sliding down as its dark blood pierced, gushing out from its stomach and scattering around his shirt and the ground.

LingYun then released the grip on that black wolf's neck. That fell to the floor as its jaw bumped into it once.