Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Mu Zi stopped moving downstairs.

After a pause for about two seconds, she walked down as usual and said lightly: "Oh, didn't you eat salt and pepper shrimp yesterday? I feel itchy after eating it somehow. I reached out and grabbed a few times and it became like this..."

Bai Wei was not suspicious, but blamed herself: "It must be an allergy. Next time my mother will not cook shrimp."

Mu Zi pulled the corners of his mouth and grinned reluctantly, "It's okay..."

Bai Wei felt very distressed and asked Mu Zi to sit down to rest, take the clothes basket from her hand and send it to the laundry room.

As soon as Bai Wei left, Mu Zi jumped up from the sofa and rushed into the bathroom on the first floor!

——In the mirror, she saw a faint dark red bruise on her neck, not one, not two, but in groups!

what!

In groups? !

She should really "thank" Murong Cheng, thanks to his Meng Lang, for making these traces connected together, it looks far from the hickey! Otherwise she can't explain it even if she has a hundred mouths!

Mu Zi held the edge of the ceramic sink in both hands and took a deep breath to calm her anger.

Murong Cheng will kill her sooner or later.

...

Bai Wei came back from the laundry room, changed her clothes and was about to go out, saying that she was going to the bank for business.

Murong Cheng was nowhere to be seen. She didn't know that her son had come back at night.

Even Mu Zi felt surprised. He ran back in the evening and left early in the morning. What does this man want to do?

Could it be that Baba came back last night just to question her meeting with Mu Zening?

Mu Zi hated him even more.

After Bai Wei left, only Mu Zi remained at home.

Mu Zi wanted to log in to her mailbox and check the files she copied from her laptop, but because of what Murong Cheng had done, she was impatient and could not calm down.

The people outside the house sang more than ever, and seemed hoarse as their life came to an end.

Mu Zi felt harsh and irritated.

She poured herself a glass of cold water and drank it while thinking about Murong Cheng.

She was not really naive and ignorant. Although she had never experienced an affair, but what Murong Cheng thought about her was straightforward and rude, even a fool could see.

What is he? --love? Mu Zi didn't believe it.

She thought that maybe it was because she was very different from his sister after rebirth, so it aroused his interest.

Interest gives birth to likes. After likes, they are possessed. It's like walking on the side of the road and watching a flower bloom well, picking it off when it feels interesting, holding it in your hand for a while, and then discarding it at will.

Defloration depends on the mood, and there is no reason to discard it.

Mu Zi seemed to have seen her own future-either she was found to be at odds with her elder brother, and her reputation was discredited, and she was blinded; or she was bored and abandoned by Murong Cheng, without dignity at all.

Mu Zi paled when he thought of the horrible place.

She can't accept it!

It would be great if I could live on campus after school started, so I could avoid him...

But will Murong Cheng let her go? That kind of person...will not give up unless he gets a hand. If he is pressed into a hurry, maybe he will really open the relationship, like a big-and-expensive son who pursues a star model, and makes everyone know and talk about it.

Mu Zi didn't want that!

The knock on the door sounded abruptly, and Mu Zi was startled.

She is now in the shadow of a snake, and any horror will remind her of Murong Cheng.

But Murong Cheng wouldn't knock on the door. He was a robber, a bandit, and he would break in without his master's consent wherever he wanted to go.

Mu Zi opened the door.

Qiao Jingjia stood outside with a seemingly friendly smile on her face.

"Hello, can we talk?"