Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 585: Sigh! Don’t be impulsive!

Mo Chuxi’s voice was like Satan in the dead of night, filled with a chilling, bone-deep coldness.

And his current gaze terrified Mu Qianshui to no end!

She instinctively tried to flee, but as soon as she turned away, a powerful force yanked her back.

"Bang!" Her back slammed heavily against the wall!

Before she could even cry out in pain, the same neck that Mu Shaoqian had just strangled was seized once more—this time with a suffocating force that hurt even more.

Mo Chuxi held Chenxi close in one arm, softly sobbing in his embrace, while his other hand mercilessly gripped Mu Qianshui’s neck without a shred of pity.

Compared to Mu Shaoqian’s strength, he rendered her utterly breathless, unable to utter a single word!

"I really think you have a death wish."

Mo Chuxi’s thin lips parted slightly, his tone indifferent, almost lazy, even leisurely.

Narrowing his mesmerizing, deep-set eyes, the pressure of his fingers grew ever tighter.

Watching Mu Qianshui’s flushed face gradually turn a ghastly shade of bluish-purple, Mo Chuxi’s seductive lips curved into a sinister smile.

"Mu Qianshui, you’re finished."

Sharp, chilling words spilled from his thin lips.

Mu Qianshui felt an icy chill run through her entire body!

She had dreamed of having skin-to-skin contact with Mo Chuxi, but never imagined it would happen under circumstances where he wished to strangle her to death!

"Chuxi."

Seeing Mu Qianshui grow increasingly weak and lifeless, Yan Xinxin finally stepped forward without hesitation to stop him.

"Don’t do this in front of Chun."

She intervened, not wanting Mo Chuxi to truly harden his heart and kill Mu Qianshui outright.

Chun was still so young; she didn’t want her to witness such a scene, nor did she wish for Mo Chuxi to ruin himself over a woman like this.

Mu Shaoqian stood nearby without reacting, watching Mu Qianshui choke bit by bit. He felt no pity whatsoever.

"Chuxi, let go now. She’ll really die. Don’t dirty your hands."

Yan Xinxin grabbed Mo Chuxi’s wrist and tried to persuade him.

Mo Chuxi’s brow furrowed slightly, yet just when Mu Qianshui thought he might let go, he suddenly exerted even more force—a ruthless squeeze!

"Crack!"

It sounded like the snapping of bones.

"Chuxi!"

Yan Xinxin tensed up, worried that Mu Qianshui’s spinal column had been broken by Mo Chuxi. This would be a private crime.

"She won’t die."

In the oppressive silence, Yan Xinxin heard Mo Chuxi’s emotionless voice.

He released his grip, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket with distaste and wiping his hands.

Mu Qianshui slumped to the ground against the wall, struggling for breath, barely able to move her neck anymore. It seemed to be dislocated, and any movement brought searing pain that made tears stream down her face!

"Xinxin!"

Yan Chenxi’s childish voice suddenly broke the tense atmosphere.

Startled, Yan Xinxin turned around to see the little boy had arrived unexpectedly!

She quickly stepped forward, covering her son’s eyes with her hands.

"Xi, don’t look. Xinxin will take you out."

She spoke quickly, grabbing the child’s hand.

"Chuxi, take Chun out now. I don’t want to stay here for another minute."

Hearing her words, Mo Chuxi turned, handing the weeping Chenxi in his arms to Yan Xinxin.

"Chuxi?"

"Take the kids and leave first."

"You’re staying behind?"

"There’s something I haven’t finished yet."

He parted his thin lips lightly, gently pushing Yan Xinxin toward the door.

The gesture made her uneasy; Yan Xinxin turned back, meeting Mo Chuxi’s unfathomably deep gaze.

"Chuxi! Don’t act impulsively!"

"Trust me, my love."

In his soft, low voice, there carried a chilling intent that sent shivers down her spine.

"I’ll listen to you—I won’t act recklessly."

He spoke as he reached for the door, closing it firmly, cutting the world between them into two distinct realms in a single instant.