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At three thirty in the morning, silence enveloped the world, shrouded in a veil of tranquility.
Chi Mu Jiu, however, was wide awake. She lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts tangled like a mess of threads. It was true; she, who usually slept well, found herself unable to do so. How could she sleep peacefully with such a heavy weight of life and death pressing on her heart?
Tossing and turning in bed, her mood felt as heavy and anxious as that of a death row inmate who knew dawn would bring their execution. Although she wasn't a criminal, stepping onto the gambling table at dawn would feel like facing her own demise.
The unknown outcome and immense pressure had every nerve in her body taut. The phone on her bedside emitted a faint glow, displaying the chat conversation between her and Du Hang Yan. In the WeChat message box was a farewell note she had painstakingly edited for over an hour, though it consisted of only a few short lines. Yet, she had left an unsent message solely for him.
As the darkness gradually brightened, it resembled a painting slowly unfolding. Chi Mu Jiu had already prepared herself early; today she looked poised and elegant. The delicate makeup skillfully concealed the fatigue from a sleepless night around her eyes. Dressed in a purple traditional qipao, she resembled a blooming violet, perfectly accentuating her exquisite figure. Her slender waist seemed delicate enough to be encircled by just one hand.
Outside the corridor, Pei Si was about to ring the doorbell when Chi Mu Jiu opened the door first. His eyes lit up at the sight of her; the sapphire blue in his gaze sparkled even more brightly as he couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss Chi, you look beautiful today."
Chi Mu Jiu slightly raised her chin, an air of cool indifference in her expression as she replied, "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Pei. I know."
Whenever she spoke with Pei Si, she could sense a cunning and rebellious aura about him that she found unappealing. However, at this moment, she had no time to dwell on such feelings.
Once outside the hotel, they got into the car under the protection of their bodyguards. The vehicle slowly started moving toward an unknown fate.
As Chi Mu Jiu gazed out at the gradually brightening sky, her tension and unease transformed into stillness like a tranquil pond in that moment.
"Miss Chi," he asked gently, "are you afraid?"
Pei Si, sitting in the back row, suddenly spoke up. He slowly wiped his gun, his gaze inadvertently glancing at Chi Mu Jiu, who was staring out of the car window. The gun in his hand seemed to exude a chilling power that could instill fear in anyone.
"What do you think?"
Chi Mu Jiu turned her head, her eyes calmly meeting Pei Si's. At the same time, she naturally noticed the gun he held. This was the first time she had seen such a deadly weapon up close and personal.
She turned her head again, her gaze steady on Pei Si. The cold metallic texture radiated a mysterious and dangerous aura, causing her heartbeat to quicken involuntarily.
Pei Si paused in his actions of wiping the gun, and after a moment, he slowly spoke: "Miss, rest assured, if things take a turn, the bullets won’t discriminate."
His voice was cold, as if stating an undeniable fact. Chi Mu Jiu felt a chill run down her spine, a wave of coldness surging from the depths of her heart. It wasn’t just because of Pei Si's words; it was because the dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at her, as if it could unleash deadly flames at any moment.
Click. The sound of a bullet being chambered echoed in the cramped car like the footsteps of death. Chi Mu Jiu's heart tightened even more.
"Mr. Pei, are you afraid?"
Though fear coursed through her heart, there was no trace of it in her beautiful eyes.
Pei Si let out a light laugh, tinged with mockery and resignation. He pondered for a moment before placing the handgun into the storage compartment in front of him.
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