Run Away from My Honey a Thousand Times

"I won't hurt you!"

Mu Xiaotong leaned on the wall of the stairs with a dull expression. His mind was full of Ling Yue's handsome face and the words he said to her.

I don't know how long it took until Qin Yu met her on the stairs, "What's going on?" Qin Yu's voice was full of panic.

When Mu Xiaotong heard Qin Yu's voice, she turned her head in a daze, looked at her, and blinked in confusion.

Qin Yu walked to her nervously, stared at the blood stains on her clothes, and looked at her again. There was no injury.

Suddenly she thought of something and asked in a loud voice: "Did you meet the Third Master?"

There was no injury to Mu Xiaotong, so the blood stains on her body should belong to the Third Young Master.

Mu Xiaotong calmed down a little, and gave a cold tone.

She didn't want to talk about that man at all, Ling Yue, this man simply made her sick.

Qin Yu saw clearly, Mu Xiaotong couldn't help frowning at the disgust of Ling Yue under his eyes. But at this time, she was not in the mood to care about these things with Mu Xiaotong, "Where is the third master now?"

Mu Xiaotong glanced at Qin Yu, and a sneer appeared in his eyes. Ling Yue was the legal heir of the Ling family, so the entire Ling family allowed him to act recklessly.

"San Shao's hands were injured by steel nails. The wound was very big and serious. Tell me where you know where he is?!" Qin Yu was dissatisfied with Mu Xiaotong's indifference, shook her, and forced her to speak out.

When Mu Xiaotong heard Qin Yu's words, her eyes were startled, and she suddenly didn't understand.

"Ling Yue was injured himself?" Mu Xiaotong asked subconsciously, and then she swept over the blood stains on her body, "Isn't this blood the maid's?"

"What the **** are you thinking?" Qin Yu drank her, "I am too lazy to tell you now. Tell me, where is the Third Young Master now?" She asked urgently.

Mu Xiaotong saw that her anxious appearance was not fake at all, and did not dare to delay, she pointed her finger at the top of the building, "I guess he went to the rooftop."

As soon as Mu Xiaotong's words fell, Qin Yu rushed towards the rooftop.

Seeing Qin Yu's flustered look, Mu Xiaotong frowned. Did she misunderstand Ling Yue? The blood in his hand was because he was injured himself, and was not left behind by killing the maid.

What if he misunderstood him? He didn't scare her less, did he? And his temper is unquestionable.

I don't know why Mu Xiaotong's mind suddenly flashed his anger, but he resisted the handsome face that didn't want to be angry with her.

Mu Xiaotong muttered with a guilty conscience, "I didn't do anything to apologize to him, why should I have a guilty conscience."

Later, when Ling Yue was found by Qin Yu and the others, he was in a coma on the rooftop of Dong Yuwan's top floor.

Because of this incident, the Ling family's elder Lei Ting was furious and severely punished all Dong Yuwan's servants.

Mu Xiaotong was also in such a solemn atmosphere. After living in the Ling's house for three days, she was quiet and quiet, carefully observing every part of Dong Yuwan, secretly remembering it in her heart.

She didn't want to be stuck in Ling's house all her life, so she had a plan to escape from the bottom of her heart.

...

The largest and most luxurious bar in city A-Twilight Blue. At this time, on the top floor of the twilight blue, the innermost private room was dimly lit. Compared with other noisy private rooms, it looked very quiet. Four handsome men sat on the sofa casually.

"I said that the old witch was so cruel that she sent a pregnant maid over to frame the boss. Damn, I really wanted to kill her with a shot." A brown-haired man yelled furiously.

"Boss, are your injuries better?" Another gentle-looking and handsome man pushed his glasses and asked with concern, turning his head to the man sitting in the center.

The man called the boss has not spoken, as if he is not interested in the topics these brothers are talking about. Zijin picked up the red wine on the side and drank it in one go.

Seeing his indifferent look, the brown-haired man immediately became anxious and said, "Boss, don't tell me, you are used to pretending to be a fool in Ling's house, really don't know what resistance is?!"

Ling Yue raised his head and glanced at him lightly.

The ice was biting, and the other party was immediately silenced.

The other man who had been sitting quietly beside Ling Yue, wearing a simple white T-shirt with a habitual smile on his face, picked up the red wine on the side and poured a half for Ling Yue.

Suddenly he changed the subject and asked leisurely: "More, I heard that on your wedding day, Miss Mu's family held you with a knife?" He half-squinted his narrow Danfeng eyes, and his whole body was filled with evil spirits.