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Chapter 170 Mu Xuexin, I have already paid it off

Chapter 170 Mu Xuexin, I have already paid it off
"Mu Xuexin, do you think that if I can't take off your mask for the time being, there will be nothing I can do about you?"

Across the table, Mu Wanqing leaned forward slightly, raised her chin, her eyebrows were charming, and she smiled brightly, "You are so naive."

She was no longer the Mu Wanqing she was back then.

It's no longer the Mu Wanqing who was at the mercy of sister scum and mother scum, and caused people around her to die for her!
"Mu Wanqing! Young Master Di has sent me to a mental hospital, what else do you want to do to me?"

Mu Xuexin struggled twice, and the stool leg made a sharp sound on the floor, very much like a woman's roar.

She lives like this almost every day.

Either imprisoned, tied up, or thrown into a pile of madmen, tortured!
"I don't want to do anything." Mu Wanqing withdrew her hand and sat down in her seat, amorously.

She just wants to take back what belongs to her.

It may even include... In the previous life, Mu Xuexin and the priest joined hands and owed countless lives!

Just thinking of her and Ye Yuchen's tragic death, Mu Wanqing's heart would be gripped tightly, and she vowed to make the culprit pay a hundred times and a thousand times the price!

"Those who can't sing can't be the queen of music."

Mu Wanqing got up suddenly, and looked at Mu Xuexin with downcast eyes, "Even if you get this name, you will never get everything else."

No more, impossible to get.

Even if she still died of a heart attack in the end, she would leave Mu Xuexin with nothing before she died.

"you……"

Mu Xuexin jumped up suddenly, wanting to stand up.

Nai He's hands were tied to the chair, and she immediately fell back, rubbing the hemp rope on her wrist, causing a sharp pain.

"Mu Wanqing, don't forget, who is it that I can't sing because of!" Mu Xuexin's eyes were red.

She stared at Mu Wanqing, screaming at the top of her throat, as if her throat was about to be torn apart, and she was a little hoarse.

"Ah……"

Mu Wanqing smiled lightly.

Yes, Mu Xuexin also sang on stage when she was a child, and was even praised for her natural voice and talent.

And the reason why she can't sing now...

It's all thanks to Mu Wanqing, so in her previous life, she tacitly allowed her to impersonate Queen Qingchen, but it was just paying off the debt.

"Mu Xuexin, I have already paid it off."

Mu Wanqing's eyes moved slightly, "I paid back with two lives."

After the words were finished, the girl turned around suddenly, and left the Eighth Courtyard of Ancheng straight away. Her back was proud and stubborn, like a orchid blooming in the middle of a rock, and it bloomed more and more.

However, Mu Wanqing didn't go very far, she just faded out of Mu Xuexin's sight, then suddenly stopped, supported the wall beside her, and bent down.

pain……

It hurts like gouging out the heart.

"Qingqing, the pupil of the angel can't help your illness! You should go to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible, I don't want to change the owner!"

The little angel's voice sounded suddenly, it jumped twice anxiously, and the cold collarbone chain slid across her skin.

Mu Wanqing frowned tightly, her small face was horribly pale, and even her pink lips lost color, "I know."

She might... There won't be much time left.

Mu Wanqing closed her eyes, leaned against the tree and squatted on the ground, took out the first aid medicine with trembling hands, and swallowed it immediately.

"Qingqing, you really have to go to the hospital!" The little angel was almost panicked to death by her.

Mu Wanqing clenched the medicine bottle in her hand, and gradually calmed down her breathing. By the way, she seriously considered that it was time to receive treatment.

 Do you want to guess why Mu Xuexin can't sing?

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