Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"When did she get along with ian——"

"Vixen! I didn't expect her to be so capable!"

"But they look pretty good together, who told her to be pretty!"

"It's so nice to look good..."

There are not enough handsome men like Su Shijie, and there is another Mu Xicheng.

Chanel sat in the car, looking in the direction of the terrace on the third floor.

Su Shijie didn't show up until the car started and drove away.

She wanted to leave, but not only did he not see her off, but he even refused to show his face.

Before today, he had shown his deep love for her, but just now, he looked at her as a complete stranger, and she couldn't find a trace of him loving her.

Is it because he is too good at disguising... Or, his love for her, can he stop it as soon as he says it?

With his fingers, he couldn't help but press the pocket watch hanging on his chest.

He once said: You go, I go, you stop, I stop.

Xia Nai'er originally thought that her love for Su Shijie could stop at any time.It wasn't until the last moment that she realized that she couldn't stop, and she couldn't stop for the rest of her life.

However, Su Shijie can stop, can't he?

Her gaze made Mu Xicheng beside him very painful, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he groaned softly.

The bodyguard next to him immediately asked anxiously: "Young Master Mu, if you hold on, we will send you to the hospital right now."

Xia Naier suddenly turned her head, looked at Mu Xicheng nervously, and asked anxiously, "Where does it hurt, where does it hurt?"

Mu Xicheng looked at her with a bit of slyness in his eyes: "The wound hurts... But, if you look at me, it doesn't hurt that much..."

Xia Naier was taken aback, remembering that Su Shijie said last night: "Hold me, and I won't hurt anymore..."

Chanel's heart felt tense and sad again.

Now that you have made a decision to hurt Su Shijie, don't hurt Mu Xicheng again!

Su Shijie's love has stopped, and she has to start working hard to stop it!

Everything will end now——

Chanel bit her lip, took a tissue, wiped off the sweat from Mu Xicheng's pain, and gently wiped off the blood on his lips.

After a while, he took out another bottle of mineral water and unscrewed it, and gently fed Mu Xicheng to drink.

She took care of him meticulously, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist and stopped her from moving.

"Don't move, let me take a good look at you."

Chanel immediately stopped what she was doing, sat still, and let Mu Xicheng watch.

Mu Xicheng's gaze was like a knife, carefully carving Chanel's face.He looked so deeply, every stroke seemed to be imprinted.

"Can't talk anymore?" Mu Xicheng asked in a low voice, his thumb lightly brushing her lips.

He started to get news that Chanel couldn't speak anymore, but he still didn't believe it.

However, from the moment he called her to now, she has not said anything except silence.

It seems that she really can't speak...

"It doesn't matter," Mu Xicheng said, "I searched for doctors all over the world, and I will find a way to cure you."

But her voice is fundamentally her own problem, and it is useless to seek a doctor.

"Even if you don't speak, I know what you want to say." Mu Xicheng said, "Only for a certain moment, I don't know."

Chanel looked at him suspiciously, when?

"I asked you just now, and I gave you a chance to choose, whether you will follow me or stay." Mu Xicheng stared at her with a familiar gaze, "I don't know your answer—you haven't answered me yet."

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