His jawline was taut, struggling to control his emotions. His gaze did not look at her, but coldly fell behind her.
Lu Jingxing?
Mu Chenxi immediately turned her head to look, seeing him losing balance because she had suddenly let go.
Lu Jingxing's body became unsteady, causing his face to turn deathly pale as he tried to stabilize himself.
"Lu Jingxing."
Mu Chenxi startled, immediately pushed Fu Yanshen, wanting to go over and support him.
But—
The arms around her waist were like iron clamps, tightly locking her in his arms, preventing her from struggling.
"Fu Yanshen, let go!"
Seeing Lu Jingxing's face getting paler, and unable to push Fu Yanshen away, Mu Chenxi got so anxious that she slapped his chest hard, "Let go, can't you see he can't even stand properly?"
Fu Yanshen, watching Mu Chenxi in his arms anxiously fretting over Lu Jingxing, his voice grew even colder, "What does he matter to you?"