Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

The surrounding guests were immersed in the music and dance, but no one noticed the abnormality of Mu Ling on the stairs.

Mu Zi's heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly walked over, bypassing the crowd, and walking up the stairs.

"What's the matter?" Mu Zi asked her in a low voice, and then glanced at the hall, but still did not see Mu Yun.

Now there is no one in Mu's family, and when Mu Zening is away, it is the two sisters who are in charge.

Mu Ling's lips were white, and the whole face was white.

"What to do..." She asked Mu Zi with a trembling voice, "What to do...The bride, it seems to be dead..."

"Dead? Did you make a mistake!" Mu Zi was shocked, even wondering if it was a prank!

At the wedding banquet, the bride died? !

"I...I don't know, a lot of blood..." Mu Ling said incoherently, and he was in a panic, "What to do..."

"Where is she?" Mu Zi firmly grasped Mu Ling's hand, trying to make her sober, "Take me over!"

The fingers were plunged into the flesh, and the tingling sensation made Mu Ling regained her senses. She saw Mu Zi clearly in front of her, and took a deep breath: "In the wedding room..."

Today is Mu Zening getting married, and the wedding room is naturally Mu Zening's room.

Mu Zi took Mu Ling and quickly walked upstairs, "Where is your third uncle? Where is he!"

"I don't know..." Mu Ling's voice was crying, terrified, "I just want to see if she gets dressed, but who knows that she...she..."

Mu Zi was irritable when she heard it, and wanted to curse.

Is it possible that Xu Shihan is really dead? Where did Mu Zening go? ! Why is there no peace of mind in this family!

When entering the room, Mu Zi stagnated.

The room is dazzling bright red!

The red quilt pillows, the red window grilles with hi-character, and the red roses——

If it weren't for Mu Ling to say that Xu Shihan was dead, Mu Zi might feel happy to see this situation, but at this moment she only felt strange and horrified.

There was no one in the room.

Mu Zi's breath was stagnant with alcohol and blood pouring into his lungs.

Mu Ling pointed to the bathroom inside. Xu Shihan was wearing a red dress, sitting quietly on the floor, his head weakly leaning against the bathtub.

She closed her eyes tightly, her arms drooped, and a hand was exposed from the embroidered cuffs. A reddish wound on her snow-white wrist opened up, blood gurgling, spreading to the surroundings, soaking her clothes.

Mu Ling covered her lips and wept, "What to do...what should we do..."

Mu Zi ran forward, the alcohol in the air was heavier, she pinched Xu Shihan's other wrist, concentrated for a moment, turned her head and shouted at Mu Ling: "Call an ambulance! She still has a pulse!"

Mu Ling was stunned, then reacted, and quickly searched for his mobile phone. She was completely frightened just now. Seeing Xu Shihan motionless and bleeding so much, she thought Xu Shihan was dead!

Mu Zi quickly pulled off a towel from the towel rack, wrapped Xu Shihan's wrist-cutting hand firmly, and helped her stop the bleeding.

"Have you called? When will the ambulance come?!" Mu Zi asked.

Turning his head, he saw that Mu Ling was standing still, and looking forward in the direction, he saw Mu Zening standing stiff at the door.

Today is his good day, but he is still wearing black clothes, thick as if dripping ink, and gloomy.

Mu Zi's heart shuddered and he stood up immediately, but before she could react, Mu Zening raised his right hand towards her, he was holding a gun!

There was a muffled thunder outside the window, and Mu Zening fired a shot without hesitation.

Mu Zi only felt a sharp pain in her abdomen! Then his body leaned back uncontrollably, Mu Ling's scream sounded in his ears, and all the voices gradually moved away.

She looked down at her wound and couldn't believe that she had been shot, let alone Mu Zening would shoot her.

Everything happened too fast, her brain was chaotic, and severe pain struck her. She was unable to support her body and fell into Xu Shihan's pool of blood.