Rebirth of the Heir

Chapter 135 The Sick Angel

Mu Yunchuan's deep pupils tightened instantly, and there was a fluctuation in his heart that he couldn't understand. After a long silence, he explained in a low voice:

"Your grandfather, Mr. Qiao Lisong, was kind to me in the early years. He sponsored me to study, and even went abroad for further study. It was the Qiao's Charity Fund that supported me behind the scenes, so it is right to treat Miss Yiren well."

really--

This answer was as early as she expected.

In his previous life, he had said the same thing to her.

He went down the steps, holding her cold shoulders with both hands.

"Are you disappointed that it didn't meet your expectations?"

Joey shook his head bitterly, "You are very honest. Although this kind of honesty is often unpopular, at least you are honest with yourself and me."

"If there is no love, then there is nothing. I will not harass you in such a shameless way in the future. I hope you will remember what I said today. My grandfather and Mrs. Qiao have done you a favor, so please do your best to repay it, because I will accept it unconditionally." .”

After all, Joey left without looking back.

This man's heart is like an iron wall, indestructible, no one can get in.

In the past and present life, it is still the same, and it has not changed in the slightest.

She felt so ridiculous to herself that things she couldn't do in her previous life were still delusional in this life.

Ah--

Mu Yunchuan froze in place, his eyes followed the girl's figure until it disappeared.

The basic things in the new house are all ready, the sanitation is also done, and every corner is very clean.

It was the first time for the Joeys to live here, and they felt very uncomfortable. Looking at the huge and empty apartment, they felt chills in their hearts, and there was a gloomy rush.

After all, it is the first time to live here, and I am not used to it.

She turned on all the lights and took a shower in the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Standing under the shower, let the warm water wantonly pour over her fair and delicate body.

Now, her heart is actually more anger and anxiety.

In his previous life, he put her under house arrest for his own purposes, and turned a blind eye to her beauty tricks. In his rebirth, although he fell in love with her again and again, to put it bluntly, it was all animal nature.

She was worried, worried that the tragedy of the previous life would repeat itself, and she was still the cannon fodder. Whenever the night was quiet, she would repeatedly have the terrible nightmare of the previous life.

Bloody reminded her that all of that was not a dream, it had actually happened before, and in this life, it is very likely to repeat the same mistakes.

The gears of fate had turned, and the Joys closed their eyes, letting the water wash over them over and over again.

That man has a firm mind, and a woman's body is just a tonic to him, and it can't shake any of his decisions.

money?
No, what he wants is Quan, Qiao's Quan.

The Joey leaned against the wall and slid down slowly.

Don't say that she doesn't have the right now, if she really does, giving it to him is equivalent to handing over a dagger to the other party. Can this kind of business be done?
With a lot of chaos in her mind, Joy was extremely irritable, but the more irritable she was, the calmer she was now.

The next day, Mu Yunchuan went out to the company as usual.

But while waiting for the elevator, he couldn't help but go to the next door where Joey lives now.

He raised his hand, hesitated a few times, and rang the doorbell, but there was no movement for a long time.

The man shook his head, his jaw tightened, and he didn't understand why he was so restless at the moment?

Stepping up and turning around to leave, the door opened from the inside.

Joy is wearing a pink and white headband, and a long wave of excellent quality hair is scattered behind her. The snow-white nightdress with suspenders hangs above her knees, revealing a beautiful gooseneck and exquisite and perfect clavicle line.

Two slender and straight jade-colored calves were exposed under the skirt, and they were standing at the door with bare white feet.

Like a fallen angel.

However, it is a sickly angel.

　Miss Yi Ren: I am sick, I am sick~~ please comfort~~
　　Mr. Mu: Well, I will "take care" of you!

　　Author: Tsk, Ms. Yiren, please ask for blessings~
　　Come, come, recommend a wave~~~
　　


(End of this chapter)