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Chapter 151 Seeing Young Master Mu So Gentle For The First Time (1)

Staring at the report, Pei Yan frowned and rubbed his temples wearily.

How can a dead person come back to life!
There are so many questions in mind! (Reader: So are we, blah blah.)
After listening to Gu Ying's words, Pei Yan's head hurt even more, and she stood up abruptly: "What?"

If this guy wants to die, why doesn't he die a little further away, let him clean up the mess every time!

"Understood, I'll go over now." Pei Yan said, grabbed the car keys and walked out.

Just then, the phone rang again.

Thinking that Gu Ying had something to say and didn't make it clear, Pei Yan connected the phone without looking at the caller, and said coldly, "Where is all this nonsense coming from?"

The other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and an old, kind, pitiful voice suddenly sounded: "A Yan, it's me!"

Pei Yan froze for a moment, picked up the phone and looked at the screen, frowning: "Mom!"

"Ayan, your grandma is sick." Mother Pei said tentatively, "Bring Xuxu back to see her."

Pei Yan opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat a little fidgety, "Grandma is sick and looking for a doctor, can taking Ying Xuxu back home be cured?"

With that said, Pei Yan put on the bluetooth headset and threw the phone on the co-pilot.

"Grandma said, if you don't bring him back tomorrow, she will go find her grandson in a wheelchair."

Knowing that it's useless to talk hard, Mother Pei even used threats.

Pei Yan's eyes turned cold, he gripped the steering wheel tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Got it."

"Then tomorrow night, Mom will prepare something delicious for you." Mother Pei breathed a sigh of relief, and before hanging up the phone, she couldn't help emphasizing: "Don't be fierce!"

Pei Yan pursed her thin lips, and complained displeasedly: "It's been two years since I've seen her, her wings have already hardened!"

"Ayan, I know you have a good relationship with your sister, but what happened back then..."

"What do you want to say?" Pei Yan asked coldly.

Mother Pei pursed her lips, but in the end she still didn't dare to speak out, and sighed: "It's all over, don't hold on to it all the time."

Hearing her mother's words, Pei Yan was furious, stepped on the gas pedal fiercely, and the sports car sped away: "Maybe it's not your own daughter who died!"

After finishing speaking, Pei Yan hung up the phone with scarlet eyes, and the speed of the car accelerated a lot.

In the car accident that year, why wasn't he the one who died, why was it his sister!

Knowing that the phone was hung up, Mother Pei's eyes slowly turned red, and she turned to look at the old man behind her, unable to speak: "A Yan, he hates Xuxu so much! I don't know how to protect that child, I'm so sorry for her."

The old lady Pei lowered her head and shook her head helplessly: "Xuxu is a good boy, if Pei Yan dares to make her suffer, I will break his head with a crutch."

Mother Pei's face was extremely ugly, and she looked out of the window with a look of sadness in her eyes.

She had already lost a daughter and could not lose another son.

So Xuxu, I'm sorry!
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On the way back, Bo Huan felt hot all over, and tried to tear off his coat restlessly.

"Bo Huan—"

Mu Han's face was pale, seeing her movements, he subconsciously stretched out his hands to hold her body.

Just now, he took a wooden stick with an iron nail on it, which cut Mu Hanchen's hand.

At this moment, one hand was covered in blood, and the wound was still bleeding.

Seeing the blood staining Bo Huan's clothes, Mu Han frowned, and was about to withdraw his hand, but was caught by Bo Huan's hands.

"Bo Huan—" Mu Han suppressed the restlessness deep in his heart, and held her hand, "I'll be home soon!"

Judging by her appearance, Mu Hanchen probably knew what kind of medicine she was taking.

The driver in front was a little shocked when he saw the scene behind him.

It was the first time he saw Mu Shao so gentle.

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Good night, good night, and strive to update three chapters at a time tomorrow.

Ask for a ticket! !
　Behold, this is the consequence of driving fast!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)