Chapter 172 Love Rival Crisis (4)

Hearing Ning Yuxi mention her father, Doreen looked slightly frightened.

Although she is the president of FASHLOVE, it is still her father who is really in charge.

Once she does something that makes him disdainful, he will replace her as president without hesitation.

But this matter has always been a secret of their family, how could this woman know!

Doreen covered up her fear and glared at Ning Yuxi fiercely. The joints of the hand holding the gun turned white, showing that she hated Ning Yuxi deeply.

"Stop threatening me here! Apart from a few of us, there is no one else here. Even if you break the news to reporters without pictures or videos, do you think reporters will believe you?"

Ning Yuxi did not miss the look of fear rising in Dorin's eyes. She slightly raised the corners of her lips, mysteriously but confidently, as if the person being pointed at the gun was not her.

"Who said there are no photos and videos? Turn around and see what's in the balcony?"

Ning Yuxi's expression was too confident, and Doreen's originally determined heart began to waver.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and looked.

at this time--

Ning Yuxi's expression was stern. She subconsciously pushed Lu Yuting away from her, held Dorin's gun-holding wrist with both hands and twisted it outwards. The gun fell from Dorin's hand.

The next second, she kicked Doreen on the knee, took the gun that fell in the air with one hand, played with it a few times, and pointed the gun directly at Doreen's head.

All the movements were done in one go, smoothly and smoothly. Wen Zheng and several secret guards were stunned for a moment.

The young lady just... seemed a bit handsome!

Ning Yuxi looked at Dorin condescendingly, her eyes indifferent and cold.

"President Doreen, didn't anyone teach you not to be distracted when holding a gun?"

Doreen knelt on the ground and tried to struggle, but the cold muzzle of the gun made her lose her courage. She could only raise her head and glare at Ning Yuxi with gritted teeth.

"If you want to live, take away the gun! Otherwise, you will only die more miserably!"

Ning Yuxi raised her eyebrows lightly, "Dolin, you don't seem to have seen the current situation clearly? Your bodyguard has fallen into Ting's hands, and your life is in my hands. As long as I move my fingers, you can

You can die, do you think I will be afraid of your threat?"

Doreen's arrogance suddenly disappeared, and she turned her attention to Lu Yuting.

"Mr. Lu, are you going to watch this woman continue to mess around?

I am the president of FASHLOVE. If anything happens to me, my father will definitely not let it go!

By that time, even Lu International will suffer!"

Lu Yuting didn't seem to take her seriously and looked sideways at the little woman beside him.

"How do you want to deal with it?"

Ning Yuxi lowered her eyes and stared at Dorin for a long time, then suddenly put away the gun and played with it in her hand.

"Let it go."

Let it go...let it go?

Everyone present, except Lu Yuting, was not shocked.

Even Doreen, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned, and the anger and jealousy on her face were all replaced by surprise.

She thought this woman would take this opportunity to humiliate her, but she didn't expect that she would take the overall situation into consideration.

Doreen stood up, rubbed her sore wrists, and resumed her proud posture.

"Ha! You're wise! Since you know that my identity is not easy to mess with, then just apologize to me for the slap in the face. If I am satisfied, I can no longer pursue your previous disrespect towards me."

Ning Yuxi did not raise her head to look at her, she just lowered her head to study the gun in her hand, her words filled with sarcasm.

"Doreen, you seem to have misunderstood what I meant. I let you go not because I was afraid of your identity, nor because I was afraid of the family behind you, but because you were not worthy of letting me take action!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the disassembled gun parts slipped from her hands and fell to the ground one by one.

Doreen's pupils shrank, as if someone had pinched her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

From the time she was raised as an heir, she began to be exposed to guns for self-defense.

But in all these years, she has never actually disassembled a gun.

Not to mention that a woman like this can completely dismantle an unfamiliar gun in just a few seconds of talking.

She underestimated this woman!

It was only now that Doreen really took a serious look at Ning Yuxi.

Why didn't she realize just now that this woman had innate confidence and arrogance, and standing with Lu Yuting, she was not affected by his strong aura.

Ning Yuxi raised her head and smiled, full of mystery.

Doreen looked at her with a hint of defensiveness in her eyes.

She was wrong. This woman was not a simple vase. She couldn't even figure out what she was going to do next.

"Come out with your things!" Ning Yuxi's voice carried the intimidation of a superior.

When everyone was wondering who she was talking to, a tall and muscular man walked in, bowed down respectfully and handed the phone to her.

"Miss, the things you told me have been completed."

Ning Yuxi took her phone and opened the video inside.

"President Doreen, before I let you go, I want to show you something first."

She raised her phone, and the video showed the scene where Doreen took off her clothes on her own initiative. The picture quality was clear, and Doreen's face was clearly captured, even if she didn't want to admit it.

Doreen gritted her teeth tightly, her forehead was twitching, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

She actually has a video!

Seeing that she was really panicked, Ning Yuxi rolled her eyes with satisfaction and put away her phone calmly.

"President Doreen is a smart person. You will know what to do after you leave this room."

Her voice was calm and without any ups and downs, but Doreen could tell that she was warning her not to play dirty tricks behind her back.

Even though Doreen still felt unwilling and jealous, she had nothing to do.

Compared with FASHLOVE's position as president, the humiliation she suffered today is not worth mentioning at all.

Doreen clenched her fists tightly, stared at Ning Yuxi for a long time, exhaled a heavy breath and said, "Okay, I won't care about this matter anymore, you'd better not fall into my hands again!"

Otherwise, I will definitely not let you have an easy time next time!"

Doreen left Lu Yuting's room with her bodyguards, and the tense atmosphere immediately dissipated without a trace.

Seeing that nothing happened without them, Wen Zheng waved his hand and asked all the secret guards to retreat.

Lu Yuting grabbed Ning Yuxi's wrist and pulled her into his arms, carefully checking her up and down.

"Were you injured just now?"

He watched helplessly as she snatched the gun away at gunpoint, and God knew his heart jumped into his throat.

From that moment on, he had been suppressing his worried emotions, and it was only now that he dared to express them all.

The waist held by the man ached a little, and Ning Yuxi could even feel the big palm on her lower back trembling slightly.

She raised her hand and gently stroked his eyebrows, smiling.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Her gun is not loaded and can't hurt me."
Chapter completed!