334: Chapter 334 Deadly Temptation 334: Chapter 334 Deadly Temptation The woman glanced at the man, did not speak, sighed softly, picked up a makeup pencil, and dotted her forehead a few times, putting on a delicate pear blossom makeup.
She transformed like the reincarnation of Noble Consort Yang, driving countless men mad, a true embodiment of a sexy beauty.
“Once you’re ready, go ahead, the car for the Wu Family has been prepared,” the man said lightly, patting the woman’s shoulder.
Without a word, she walked out of the basement in high heels and approached a black luxury car parked at the entrance.
The woman took a deep breath and went straight into the vehicle.
Upon exiting the car at the Wu Family mansion, the woman was immediately surrounded by a large group of servants, treated as if attending to a queen, escorting her inside.
Several bodyguards couldn’t help but frequently steal glances; the woman was stunningly beautiful, elegant yet seductive, noble without losing innocence, like a fairy descending from heaven, she walked slowly ahead.
“The Family Head is inside waiting for you,” a bodyguard said indifferently after a frisk.
“Mhm,” the woman in white high heels said, then pushed open the door in front of her and saw a scene filled with “spring colors”; Wu Yu was lying on the couch with a soul-lost look, surrounded by four or five beauties serving him.
In fact, this utterly dull man had been indulging in pleasures since he took over as the family head, neglecting the company’s affairs.
“Tsks, Family Head, look, this is indeed a real beauty,” at that moment, a man by Wu Zijian’s side said ingratiatingly, while Wu Zijian stared dumbfounded at the woman, his cold and handsome face showing a deep fascination, the apple in his hand rolling off to the ground.
“All of you, leave,” Wu Zijian managed to collect himself after a while and then scolded the people behind him; compared to this woman, those maids were merely gaudy with rouge and vulgar.
“Yes, yes, we’re leaving,” the man quickly nodded and led the maids out of the room, giving the woman a secretive wink before leaving.
Wu Zijian, holding a glass of red wine, quickly walked up to the woman and scrutinized her; the woman before him was a vision in makeup, yet she stood there, unaffected by honor or disgrace, quietly standing in place.
“She really is a beauty, truly captivating,” Wu Zijian gazed at the woman with squinted eyes, her faint body fragrance lingering around her like a little snake, an elusive aroma yet a deadly weapon.
“Family Head Wu, shall we begin?” the woman said softly, her heart cold.
Wu Zijian, hearing this, reacted like a spark to oil, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he scooped up the woman and threw her onto a nearby large bed, and lunged at her.
The woman lay motionless, her gaze vacant, two lines of clear tears tracing down her eyes…
“Ah!” Suddenly, a scream echoed in the room, Wu Zijian leaped out of bed in panic, his eyes filled with horror, anger, and resentment, tightly clutching a hairpin.
At that moment, the hairpin was deeply stabbed into Wu Zijian’s neck, with blood flowing profusely.
“You, you actually…” Wu Zijian’s face was full of disbelief, his resentment-filled eyes stared tightly at the woman in front of him, and his body also swayed slightly, his ruddy complexion gradually turning pale due to heavy blood loss.
“How about it, Family Head Wu isn’t continuing?” The woman lay sideways on the bed, speaking scornfully, her voice thinning out, even carrying an undetectable sob.
“You… Someone, anyone.” Wu Zijian shouted loudly, hoping that the guards outside could hear him, but after a long time, no one came, while the woman just quietly watched Wu Zijian calling for help as if looking at a pet.
“Stop shouting.” The woman slowly got off the bed, her perfect body and fair skin, yet stained with the incongruent color of blood – Wu Zijian’s blood.
“Could it be that Family Head Wu has forgotten that this ‘Spring Room’ is completely soundproof?
It seems this was specially requested by you, right?”
“You…” Upon hearing this, Wu Zijian’s eyes went blank, as if remembering something, his face filled with unwillingness and then pain.
“Please… I beg you.” Wu Zijian’s voice broke intermittently, the ground already full of blood, at this moment he had lost the glory of being the family head of past days, instead he resembled a beggar, begging the woman for mercy so he could survive.
The hairpin on his neck had pierced his carotid artery, ensuring his certain death if it were removed.
“Seeing how pitiful you are, I will tell you one last secret.” The woman, barefoot, slowly walked to Wu Zijian’s side, squatted down next to him, and whispered a few words in his ear.
“What did you say…” After listening, Wu Zijian’s pupils constricted, he looked at the woman in shock, his eyes also filled with endless rage and regret.
“Alright, now that you’ve heard it, you can go.” The woman looked down from above, staring coldly at Wu Zijian’s face, as the hairpin was released, her long black hair fluttered in the wind, adding an eerie touch to her stunning face.
Half a minute later, Wu Zijian lay powerlessly in the pool of blood, breathless.
Well-known for his scheming demeanor, the Eldest Young Master of the Wu Family ultimately met with an untimely death.
The woman sneered, picked up a white silk robe from the bed, draped it over her body, gently pressed on the Fengchi acupressure point, and her beautiful face started slightly changing.
In no time, the woman’s face completely changed, turning into a lovely visage, not as glamorous and noble, yet more pure and serene; this face belonged to the one known as the Illusion Fox.
“Thud thud thud.” Just then, a knocking sound erupted near the window.
Illusion Fox instinctively looked over, and upon clearly seeing the face outside the window, her face filled with shock, her body suddenly weak, she sat directly on the floor, while the face outside was full of coldness and chill.
A few seconds later, the person outside took a rapid step, directly leaped away, and immediately left this place, while Illusion Fox, as if waking from a dream, rushed to the window and fiercely pushed it open.
“Nightmare, don’t go.” Illusion Fox shouted loudly, her voice full of regret and sobbing, tears immediately burst forth, as she swiftly jumped out and followed the vanishing shadow.
After leaving the Wu Family’s estate, Illusion Fox finally saw a figure standing in the distance in the dark night, a white robe more elegant under the moonlight.
After a clear sight, she directly lunged forward, her arms tightly wrapping around Nightmare’s waist.