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Using the excuse of "This is our engagement party, how can I be away for too long?", Wenxiu Lord barely escaped from Tom Riddle's entanglement.

The silver-haired boy saw himself in the mirror with an extremely red face and lips that looked as red as if they were about to bleed, and he felt terrible.

I can only be thankful in my heart that Tom Riddle is just a good student and not good at love, and I don't have any more extreme thoughts towards him.

Otherwise, it would have been even more difficult for him to escape.

After washing his face and straightening his messy hair, when Wenxiu Lord walked out of the bathroom, Tom Riddle had already straightened out the wrinkles on his clothes that were pressed by the silver-haired boy and put on his mask again.

Sitting on the sofa, he looks calm and elegant, and if you don't know him, you would think he is a real gentleman.

Seeing him acting as if nothing had happened, Wenxiu Lord felt furious.

It feels like someone is being pulled up by his pants and no longer recognized.

His expressionless face immediately fell and he slammed the bathroom door in anger.

The poor gate suffered an unexpected disaster.

Tom Riddle is truly innocent this time.

He was thinking about how to get rid of the wizard from the magic house and Kevona to vent his anger for his fiancé. What expression could he have?

It was only when he heard a loud 'bang' that he came back to his senses.

The figure of a silver-haired boy appeared in his eyes, and his scarlet eyes were like melting winter snow.

He stood up and walked to the silver-haired boy, waving his wand to iron out the wrinkles on his shirt and trousers. "Why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

It would have been better if he hadn't asked. After he asked, Wenxiu Lord became even angrier.

Otherwise, it would be said that Vince Loder’s acting is good.

In her heart she cursed Tom Riddle from beginning to end, yet on her face she pretended to be neither angry nor unhappy, like a love-sick woman, and she lowered her head and ignored what the man said.

Tom Riddle was now in a state of great joy both physically and mentally. He didn't mind coaxing Wenxiu Lord in a good-tempered manner and even thought that he was quite amusing.

Before, the silver-haired boy always followed his instructions obediently, but he had never seen him act like this before.

Taking Wenxiu Lord's hands and playing with them in his palms, Tom Riddle took a step forward to close the distance between them, and their foreheads touched.

"Is it because of that person?"

He thought that Wenxiu Lord was so angry because he remembered the words of the "corpse".

The sexy and magnetic voice is gentle, but the words that come out are extremely cruel. If some Death Eaters who like to torture people heard it, they would probably tremble.

"My Wenxiu, don't let him take over your emotions. I will catch him, skin him alive, and give his meat slices to Cookie as a snack."

Because of the pain of having his soul split, Voldemort likes to listen to other people's screams to express the pain deep in his soul.

Wenxiu Lord was very sure that Voldemort did not have such a dirty and disgusting hobby as skinning living people. Now when he heard his words, he was completely frightened.

Lian shook off his hand, twisted his neatly-tied dress into a few wrinkles, and said angrily, "I feel sick to have the blood of that kind on my hands. Let's give it to someone else. I think Bella is quite suitable."

Anyone who can follow Kevona must be powerful, even if he is not a high-ranking official. Of course, this offensive job should be given to the loyal Bella.

Hearing Wenxiu Lord's little thoughts, Tom Riddle chuckled twice and responded.

The silver-haired boy then took off his mask and bit him on the chin threateningly.

"Don't you dare feed my cookie anything so disgusting."

"Okay, my Wenxiu, are you feeling better now?"

All I can say is that if Tom Riddle wanted to win someone's favor, it would be too easy.

Especially now that he was "well-fed" and in a good mood, his stern features softened a bit, causing Wenxiu Lord to be infatuated with him for several seconds.

Tom Riddle was pleased by the boy's infatuated look, and even felt less disgusted with his own face.

Just when people thought that Vinciu Lord had calmed down, Tom Riddle stretched out his evil hand and tried to destroy the boy's newly groomed silver hair.

But he never expected that Wenxiu Lord turned around and dodged his action, "I'm not angry because of him."

He raised his extraordinary face and showed Tom Riddle the wound on his lip caused by his careless bite.

"You do have a mask, but how can I go out and meet people like this?"

Wenxiu Lord glared at Tom Riddle in annoyance, but the boy completely ignored the blush that was still at the corners of his eyes.

The look didn't seem like a glare, but rather more like a communication with the eyes, with a hint of charm.

It is truly a feast for the eyes.

The restlessness and emptiness that had just been suppressed in the depths of his soul rose again. Tom Riddle's eyes were deep, hiding the thirst in his words.

"It seems that Wen Xiu also needs a mask." Taking off the mask on his face, the man raised his hand and rolled over the boy's swollen and painful lips.

"Hiss, it hurts, be gentler." Wenxiu Lord held his wrist and cursed again in his heart.

Scarlet blood flowed as the man leaned over and slowly approached. By the time the silver-haired boy realized something was wrong and wanted to distance themselves from each other, it was too late.

When they reappeared in the banquet hall, both of them had masks covering their faces.

When everyone saw this situation, they had many guesses in their minds.

However, no one dared to reveal it at all. They only dared to swallow their saliva silently in their hearts thinking about Wenxiu Lord's current appearance under the mask.

The wizard from the magic institute and Kevona were no longer as rude as they were before they left after seeing the two men appear.

He came to the two men in panic and begged for mercy.

Especially the wizard from the magic institute, he was so servile that he wanted to kneel down and beg Wenxiu Lord to spare his life, staring at the ground with his squinting eyes and didn't dare to look up.

He was brought here by Kevona, without an invitation.

If Kevona distanced himself from him in order to protect himself, Tom Riddle and Vince Lord wouldn't have to find an excuse and could just have him kicked out.

As for where to go?

Of course, help him meet the great Merlin.

Wenxiu Lord listened to his exaggerated excuses and sneered in his heart, not believing his submissive and fearful appearance at all.

Even though this man looks so humble now, as if he is willing to die but doesn't want to, who knows how he is cursing him viciously in his heart.

The exposed eyebrows curved into a gentle smile, and Wenxiu Lord controlled the magic power in his body to lift him up.

"I don't understand what you mean. Today is my engagement party, and you two are my invited guests. What would I do to you two?"

Wenxiu Lord tilted his head and blinked innocently at Tom Riddle, "And I'm just an ordinary businessman who abides by the law, right, Voldie."

Tom Riddle, who was watching the silver-haired boy teasing the two of them, put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Of course, St. Mungo's also awarded you an honorary medal some time ago."

The silver-haired boy turned to look at Kevona, ignoring the wizard from the Institute of Magic who was about to speak.

"It has been two years since I last met Mr. Kevona. I wonder how your father is doing recently?"

Kevona, who was called, felt relieved after listening to what the boy said.

"My father is in good health. Before he left, he specifically asked me to apologize to Mr. Lord on his behalf. Because of my position, I am not suitable to go abroad, so I was unable to express my best wishes to you in person."

He escaped the danger, but the dwarf wizard beside him became even more uneasy.

But the two of them didn't give him any chance to speak when they started chatting, and he was so anxious that his fat forehead was sweating profusely, like a piece of fat meat that had been soaked in gutter oil and became smelly and hairy.

Tom Riddle glanced at him with disgust, so fast that even a microsecond slower would have been an insult to his eyes.