Mu Xueqing's Trap

The air at the entrance seemed to thicken momentarily. For a split second, Mu Xueqing considered slamming the door shut, but under the man's gaze, her hand seemed somewhat disobedient, and her body froze in place.

"Cousin, I'm here."

The clear voice drew the attention of those playing cards in the room, and they saw the clean and beautiful young girl standing at the door.

With big almond eyes, a high nose bridge, a cherry-like mouth, a slender figure, and sparkling black eyes, she resembled a feline creature, tempting one to torment her until she cried.

"Master Mu, your cousin is quite striking!" In Xu Kun's eyes, women fell into two categories: those like Mu Xueqing, who could bring benefits and could be appropriately courted, even lowering one's status was acceptable, and those like Gu Qingqing, who could be played with for entertainment. As for the rest, they weren't even worthy of being called women.

Mu Cheng's face suddenly changed. "She's my family!"