Kicked out the scumbag father, the wealthy daughter grasps the counterattack script

The silver-haired boy is the person Li Zhi is looking for.

But she didn't expect that he was so young and looked five or six years younger than her.

Li Zhi said: "Murong Ze?"

The corners of Murong Ze's mouth raised, "It's me."

The way he looked at her had a sense of seeing her again after a long absence. Li Zhi also felt that he had seen his face somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it.

Lu Xubai followed Li Zhi into the door. The temperature in the room was very low. Murong Ze's clothes were very thin and his whole body exuded a cold aura. Did he survive a week in the village like this?

It was so cold during the day, how could he survive it at night? Murong Ze gave Lu Xubai an indescribable strange feeling. He clearly had a cold and immortal temperament, but when his eyes stared at you, there was always a cold breath rising from the back of his neck, as if he was being touched by something dangerous. Things are being watched.

"You came a little later than I guessed."

He was still lying lazily on the chair, with only a thin blanket on him. There was a quilt in the room, which looked very old. It didn't look like something Murong Ze would put on him.

"Well, the snow blocked the mountain road." Li Zhi explained briefly. After observing the things in the house, he said to him, "You should leave the village with us first. It is not safe here."

Murong chuckled softly and said, "An'an is not in a hurry. I'm not in a hurry."

He waved to Li Zhi, motioning for her to come over.

"I want to take your pulse and see how far you have reached. That girl from the Huo family made you very serious. She even used her last request."

Murong Ze's ancestors owed the Huo family three requests, stating that only the daughter of the Huo family could make this request. The Huo family had used the opportunity twice in the past, and now there was the last time.

He didn't expect that Huo Mingsui would give this opportunity to someone who had nothing to do with the Huo family. Only when he saw the person in front of him today did he know that everything was already destined.

Li Zhi...

Ha, interesting.

There was actually an invisible pull between her and him.

Murong Ze was also curious as to why his life was tied in the hands of the dying man in front of him.

His fingertips gently touched Li Zhi's pulse, without any expression on his face. When his fingertips just landed on Li Zhi's wrist, a chill made her flinch. The closer she got, the more she felt. I found that his skin was very transparent, and his silver hair looked more natural than dyed.

Outside the window was a distant view of the snow-capped mountains. The snowflakes falling from the sky fell on the window sill and disappeared quickly. He still maintained the lazy posture of lying on the chair, supporting his head with one hand and resting his hand weakly on hers. On the wrist, he didn't speak, and she didn't speak either. There was an atmosphere of silence between the two of them until the rescue team's voice came from outside the door, asking them about the situation here.

Lu Xubai went out to communicate with the person in charge of the rescue team. Li Zhi and Murong Ze were the only ones left in the room. As soon as she looked away from the window, she met the young man's eyes close at hand. She found that his eyes were no longer light brown, but gradually turned gray. When she blinked and looked again, they turned into the light brown before, as if the blink just now was just her illusion.

Murong Ze's breath sprayed on the side of her cheek. This distance exceeded the distance between strangers. She wanted to lean back, but found that her body could not move.

Her hand was clasped tightly by the young man. In front of her eyes was the young man's face getting closer and closer. Seeing that the tip of his nose was about to touch the tip of her nose, Li Zhi's brows tightened, his red lips moved slightly, and then he was touched by a cold hand. His fingertips touched the words he was about to say. The young man's eyelashes moved down slightly, and his eyes fell on her red lips that were pressed against him. His voice contained a seductive smile, "You resist me? Why." Li Zhi's curled eyelashes trembled and she looked directly into his light brown pupils, "Murong Ze, I'm here to ask you to treat me. If it can be cured, I ask you to ask for it. If it can't be cured, you can just tell me. I I don’t like what you are doing to me now, it’s a bit rude.”

Slowly, his eyes turned strangely gray again, "Oh, it's been a long time since anyone said the word 'impolite' to me. Li Zhi, your life is mine. Now I just want to take back the new life I gave you. I suggest you talk to me well, otherwise..."

There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes were still cold, "I can let you return to the abyss at any time. You should not forget that the sea water is cold and darkness invades..."

Murong Ze was talking about what Li Zhi saw after he fell into the water in his previous life. His voice was very soft. If the distance between the two people was not too close, she would not be able to hear clearly.

His cold fingers slowly fell on her white neck. The slender swan neck was so fragile in his eyes. It only took him a little force to break the white and slender neck.

"I gave you the chance to be reborn, Li Zhi."

Her name was bitten by him very lightly, with a seemingly weightless weight, and along with his fingers on her neck, it was like a poisonous snake wrapped around her neck, ready to take away her life at any time.

Li Zhi chuckled, "Then I thank you?"

"Ha... you should thank me. Without me, your relatives would have died long ago, and you would have no chance to be reborn. You would still be a beautiful corpse sleeping in the abyss of the sea."

Murong raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, it seems wrong. When you fell to the bottom of the sea, your face was seriously injured and your beauty is no longer beautiful. After thinking about it, I decided to beautify it for you."

His words were the exact opposite of his features.

His cold, fairy-like appearance and cold and ruthless words are both contradictory and harmonious in him.

Looking at the face in front of her that was as beautiful as his own, Murong slowly withdrew his hand on her neck and lay back on the chair. The strange power that bound Li Zhi's body also disappeared. She regained control of her body and immediately stood up and left his side.

The young man's leisurely appearance seemed to be on vacation here, and he was incompatible with the surrounding environment. He was not afraid of the wind and snow at all, and he was not as old as Huo Minsui said.

Murong turned to look out the window, and when Li Zhi thought he would not speak, he said calmly, "I can save you, but the price is...the ending of those people you changed will be the same as in the previous life."

He turned his head to look at her, his pupils changed from light brown to gray in an instant, and then back again in the next second, his dark eyes fell on her eyes, and he slowly said, "The choice is in your hands, or , you die, or they die. Choosing one of the two is the greatest kindness I can give you."

It is said that there are two choices, but both Murong Ze and Li Zhi are very clear about it.

She will definitely choose them to live.

Murong withdrew his gaze.

He was finally willing to get up from the recliner. He seemed so thin that he might fall over if the wind and snow blew, but he stood firmly in front of her, even a head taller than Li Zhi.

"It seems that you have made your choice, then... just come with me." (End of Chapter)