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Muxilin? Is it really muxilin? The general manager of Xiao Mu who she wants to marry is mu Xilin!

How could the world be so small, or could it happen to be like this? She thought that she would have to wait for a while to return to the imperial capital to see him, but she did not expect to see him now!

Tang poetry has not yet come back from their own thoughts, suddenly behind a steady and powerful footstep sound, closer and closer.

Tang Shi straightened up and saw from the mirror in front of him that Mu Xilin was stepping on black shoes and entering the women's bathroom. He locked the door behind his back hand and walked towards her step by step.

He is very handsome. He used to like to wear light color clothes. Today, he wears a dark color department, but it is a bit harsh. The black suit with a black shirt forms a sharp contrast with his white skin color.

The hair in front of the forehead is combed into a big back, showing more mature charm.

But originally, a face that always laughs with evil spirits is incomparable. At the moment, there is no smile, and there is no expression on the face to see any emotion.

"Tang poetry..." Muxi walked to the front of Tang poetry, raised his hand, gently pinched the neck of Tang poetry, sneered and said, "are you still alive? You are still alive... "

the psychological defense line of Tang poetry collapsed instantly, and tears poured out.

She had a lot of things to say to Mu Xilin, but she didn't know how to open her mouth. Finally, she could only say, "Xilin, I'm sorry, i...

" why do you want to live, ah? " Muxilin coldly interrupted her words, "people like you should go to hell for eighteen times. They can't live beyond life. Why can they still live? God is really blind...

the Tang poetry closed her eyes painfully, and the tears slipped down her face and mixed with the water on her face. It was hard to tell whether it was water or tears.

She should have expected that muxilin would hate her and hate her to the bone.

After all, this was her goal at the beginning. She felt that she couldn't come back, and that hatred would be easier to put down than love, so she designed everything by herself.

She knew that even if she could not come back to save xiaoyueya, muxilin would not put her down, so she deliberately threw the fake pregnancy report in the garbage can.

She knows that children are his bottom line. Men like muxilin, who are extremely lack of affection, can not tolerate others killing his own flesh and blood, even if they are not yet born.

She did not let him know the existence of the child, let alone let him know that the child is ectopic pregnancy, forged the false image that she quietly killed the child, so that muxilin completely hated her.

"Do you still cry?" Mu Xilin seemed to see something that shocked him. He laughed more coldly and mercilessly, "is there anything else that will make you sad to tears like you? It's really a ghost... "

the heart of Tang poetry is like being stabbed mercilessly by a sharp knife, and the tears are even more fierce.

But what Mu Xilin said is right in fact. She asked for everything by herself. What qualification does she have to cry?

If she is healthy now and can marry Mu Xilin and have children for him, she will immediately explain everything to him. But now, where does she come from?

the Tang poetry collected her thoughts, raised her hand, coldly took off the hand that Mu Xilin held on his neck, and said with a light smile, "has mu ever heard of a word? Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. How can a disaster like me die? "

"Yes, it's bad luck for anyone who gets involved in a disaster like you." Muxilin sneered.

Tang Shi turned around, took two paper towels from the side of the toilet, wiped the water off his face, and chuckled, "so it's a pity. Originally, I wanted to get married and experience the marriage life. Now that you are the object of marriage, I have no interest in it immediately, so this marriage is no longer necessary. General manager mu, I'm going to leave first...

" here you are I'll stop! " Muxilin grabbed her slender arm and held it tightly, "have I allowed you to go?"

"What? Mu always won't let me go. Do you want to talk about the past with me? It's a pity that I almost forgot... "

Mu Xilin frowned and shook her away.

Tang Poetry Center of gravity is not stable, almost fell to the ground, heavily hit the side of the wall, supporting the wall did not fall.

Muxilin has the heart to kill now.

Forget it?

She said she had forgotten the past between them?

OK, that's great!

"Tang Shi, you are really cheap. You can't wait to marry a stranger, aren't you?" Muxilin's cold eyes glared at her, word by word.

"Well, Mr. mu, you're not much better. Did you cheat me? What do you say your father took your first girlfriend and finally died? Now? Uncle, did he die and rise again? In order to coax others to sympathize with you, you even curse your father. It's really enough to save money... "The heart of Tang poetry is dripping blood, but she can't be soft hearted. She must push him away once and for all.

"Do I need to explain it to a woman like you?" Mu Xilin's face became more and more gloomy. "Tang poetry, to see you is really my most unfortunate thing today. I hope we will never see you again."

Words fall, muxilin then turned to leave directly.

"Bang" a sound, the door was heavily closed, issued a loud noise, the Tang poetry severely hit a shiver.

Her back was against the wall, and her whole body seemed to be drained of strength. She slipped down the wall and sat down on the ground, holding her knee. Her shoulders trembled and sobbed.

She grew up in an unhealthy family. She experienced everything a girl could not bear. Only when she faced the people of the cloth family, her heart was soft and warm. At other times, she made her heart hard as iron.

But do not know from when, her heart for muxilin fragile to this point, unprecedented vulnerability.

As if only need him a cold and resolute words, can let her heartbreak blood dripping.

Tang Shi tried hard to recover calm and wipe the tears from her face, but her body was like she was not under her own control, and there was no way to do it.

"Poetry? Poetry? " Outside the door came the old lady Tang's anxious cry. Tang Shi came back to her senses in a hurry. She got up and went to the washstand to wash her face. She forced herself to look more natural.

"Poetry," said Tang Laofu, who came in and saw Tang's poetry, hurried forward and asked, "what's the matter with you? Why have you been in the bathroom for so long? Why are your eyes swollen? "

"Grandma, I'm ok, but I feel a little uncomfortable all of a sudden. It's OK." Tang poetry raised a smile.

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