Despite Being Pursued As a Villain, All The Heroines On My Side?

I'm not here to talk to you about this. "

The corners of Su Mingyuan's mouth turned up slightly, as if he did not see the vigilance and killing intent in Murong Hongxue's eyes.

As if he was at his own home, he casually took a brush from the desk, dipped it in ink, and wrote a large character:

quiet!

Vigorous and powerful, simple and natural, but also with a peaceful and tranquil charm.

The word that Murong Hongxue wrote just now was compared with the one in front of him, like a sand painting made by a babbling child holding a branch on the beach at will!

"Miss Murong, I don't know if I'm doing this clumsy work, can you give me a few minutes to talk?"

Su Mingyuan has a humble look in his mouth, saying something clumsy.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and she was very proud of Murong Hongxue's surprised expression with her mouth slightly open.

Just kidding, how could the word "jing" written seriously under his master calligraphy be clumsy?

Didn't you see Murong Hongxue looking at him with a hint of solemnity?

This is the background of the master, just relying on the word he wrote, in the eyes of knowledgeable calligraphy artists, is enough to gain great respect!

Su Mingyuan's mood is very high now.

No one would recognize him in this white knight suit, and he could play all the master-level skills he bought from the system to his heart's content.

And she was still pretending to be a force in front of Murong Hongxue, the underground queen.

This feeling...

How cool!

Murong Hongxue stared at the word for a long time, the murderous aura in her eyes gradually faded, she turned to look at him, and said in a flat tone:

"For the sake of this word, I won't hold you accountable for trespassing in the study for the time being. Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Naturally it happened last night." Su Mingyuan said with a mysterious smile, "I know what you Murong Hongxue has always wanted to do, and Xiao Ran can be your helper, he can help you finish that..."

Having said that, his voice was low, and his magnetic voice brought more mystery, and he slowly said what Murong Hongxue had always wanted to do.

"...Overthrow or control the ancient Wu family, the Murong family."

boom!

The inkstone was knocked over, and the black ink left large thick ink marks on the snow-white rice paper. A trace of madness appeared in Murong Hongxue's eyes, as if she had been touched by an inverse scale, she suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Su Mingyuan's collar.

"who are you!

"You know something...what!"

Killing intent!

Boundless killing intent!

Of course Su Mingyuan knew why Murong Hongxue was so angry.

Because of her words just now, she once again opened up her deepest wound.

Murong Hongxue's mother was a...sex worker.

Her birth was a complete accident.

His father was so excited that night that he forgot to bring a t, and her mother was knocked out in bed and slept all day, and when she woke up, she forgot to take her medicine, so she had her.

But her mother didn't know who her father was and gave birth to her.

Within a few years, she died, and Murong Hongxue did not starve to death thanks to the occasional kind help from a colleague of her mother.

Before the age of eight, she lived in the darkest ditch and the darkest world. She had no place to live, no family, and even the most destitute beggar and the poorest homeless could laugh at her.

Laughing at her bitch mother, laughing at her for being a bastard, born of a bitch, she was born filthy and ugly.

Even so, by stealing and robbing, and enduring countless ridicules, beatings, and scolding, she still survived extremely hard.

When she was eight years old, a passing Murong parent sensed that she had the blood of the Murong family and brought her back to the Murong family.

Even so, although there is no shortage of food and clothing in life, she still does not receive love in spirit.

Her father despised her, even detested her, and might not meet her once in a year.

In the ancient land of Murong's family, she was ridiculed and ridiculed by everyone.

The adults are better, they just look at her coldly and occasionally gossip behind her back.

But the children have no scruples, what bastards raised by a son of a bitch, stinky mice from the sewer, filthy disgusting garbage...

She is a stain on the Murong family, a dirty existence in everyone's eyes, she is not liked by anyone, and she is not expected by anyone.

It seems that she was born with the word dirty as a mark.

From birth to growing up, from the gutter of the city to the powerful and glamorous Murong family, the twisted self-esteem, vicious and murderous nature has been engraved in her bones since she was a child.

And when she chose to leave Murong's house as an adult and came to Mingjing to enter the dark side of the city again.

She stepped on the corpse and became the underground queen of Mingjing.

Those trash in the gutter who used to laugh at her no longer dare to look at her with mocking eyes.

But that's not enough...

And the Murong family...

"Miss Murong, don't be angry." Su Mingyuan's voice brought her back to reality.

He stretched out his hand, and the eleven-year-old Mingyu's true qi was running at full strength, slowly pulling apart Murong Hongxue's fingers grabbing at his collar.

After disturbing his mind, it is time to show his strength.

And his hand

The act of breaking Murong Hongxue's fingers is to have an invisible quarrel with her.