There was a wind coming towards her face, carrying a biting murderous intent. Asher Yan suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the man's wrist.
The man immediately changed his hand, and the silver hairpin he used to tie his hair went straight to the vital point of his neck.
Yan An didn't blink, grabbed the silver hairpin with his backhand, and turned over to press the man under him.
"Murdering my husband."
Pei Yanshu struggled to no avail, looked at Asher Yan with murderous eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I never thought you had such skills. You are such a dandy, and you hide it so well."
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