My husband loves me too much

Chapter 6 007. Fang Jiayi committed suicide!
"Let me see, let me see if there are any other injuries," Xia Miaomiao threw away the cotton swab in her hand to lift Muhua's quilt.

Mu Hua is ticklish. Although her nerves react slowly when she has a fever, she can't hold back Xia Miaomiao's groping.

"It's gone," Mu Hua hurriedly stopped Xia Miaomiao from taking off her clothes, pointing to her forehead, "It hurts a little here."

"I'm seeing blood, can it stop the pain?" Xia Miaomiao took Mu Hua's hand away and squeezed another lump of ointment, "I'll apply a little more medicine for you, absolutely no scars."

She almost hit the wall in anger, exploding while applying medicine, "Which bitch is so vile!"

Mu Hua's eyes were light, and she casually said a name: "Fang Jiayi."

"Which little carrot is she? Why don't I have the slightest impression?"

Of course Xia Miaomiao didn't know the person Mu Hua had to think about before remembering.

"Shao Yu's ex-girlfriend."

The corners of Xia Miaomiao's mouth twitched, with a very incomprehensible look, "Is she crazy? Shao Yu broke up with her for more than two years and still came to trouble you. What's the matter, now I suddenly find that I love you so much that I can't extricate myself? Are you playing tricks?"

Some people look harmless, but once they start their hands, they are worse than scum.

If Mu Hua hadn't been rescued, she would probably be 'popular' all over Jiangcheng by this time.

The image of being ripped apart by two ducks in the hotel room last night flashed back in my mind, as well as the man, the crisp and clean mint smell of that coat still seemed to linger on his nose.

"Miaomiao, I'm dizzy, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Mu Hua was deceitful and had a fever, so Xia Miaomiao didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay, go to sleep, I'll call you when the porridge is done."

Before Xia Miaomiao went out, Mu Hua suddenly thought of something and told her, "Don't throw away the suit jacket I brought over."

It has to be returned to him.

"It's just a piece of torn clothes." Xia Miaomiao obviously didn't take it seriously, "It's not like Shao Yu can't afford it."

But... his ex-girlfriend killed him, and he probably won't go anywhere innocently.

Xia Miaomiao shrugged, "Oh, he might have to start saving money to buy a coffin for himself, so let's keep it for him."

Mu Hua, "..."

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Mu Hua stayed at Xia Miaomiao's place for three days, mostly sleeping, in a daze, with day and night completely reversed, and the fever subsided on the fourth morning.

The wound on the forehead was scabbed, and it didn't look good. The hair could only cover it a little bit, and it was barely covered with concealer.

"I'll go home," Mu Hua came out of the bathroom, looking at Xia Miaomiao helplessly, "It's almost eight o'clock, you should go to school quickly, today is the last exam before graduation, if you fail the exam, you really have to It's over."

"What are you afraid of if you don't pass the exam? My father has plenty of money." Xia Miaomiao didn't take it seriously, and brushed Weibo with a mask on. "Don't you want me to send you?"

"I'll take a taxi."

"Okay," there was no need to be polite between the sisters.

The aunt from the dry cleaners brought the suit jacket over yesterday, and Mu Hua almost forgot to bring it, but luckily she remembered it before going downstairs.

Xia Miaomiao's apartment is near Jiang University, and Mu's villa is in the east of the city. It's a long distance, nearly four or ten minutes' drive. After taking medicine, Mu Hua felt a little sleepy not long after getting in the car, and managed to get home.

The taxi had just stopped outside Mu's villa, and before Mu Hua got out of the car, she received a call from the police station.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Mu Huamu?"

"it's me."

"I have something to tell you. At eight o'clock this morning, Fang Jiayi committed suicide."

(End of this chapter)