Baby, you are my priceless cute wife

The night Knight paused for a while, held his hand into a fist and gently let go, and finally opened his mouth and called, "Xiaowu..."

"Well! I am! " Mu Zhiwu took over happily and smiled sweetly.

The night Lord took a deep breath and continued, "Xiaowu, our wedding has been cancelled. I can't marry you. You... Don't do such a thing in the future!"

"You... What did you say?" Mu Zhiwu's face became stiff and her tears fell. She did so much. It was not easy for her to wait until he came back, but he

"Ye Jue, you..." Mu Yunsheng couldn't bear to speak, but he was directly interrupted by Ye Jue, "shut up and listen to me!"

"Xiao Wu, I don't love you. I can't be with you. Please stop making trouble..."

"Xiao Wu, I'm not a good man, and I'm not worthy of your love. I'm not the one who will admit your fate when you cry, make trouble and hang yourself. I won't do what I don't want to do, no matter who forces me with a gun. I won't want or admit the children in your belly, whether it's mine or not. I don't want to say it too hard, But I hope you can understand, be more sensible and kill the child... "

"Xiao Wu, I always regard you as my sister. I can't marry you, and I can't admit the child in your belly. I hope you can make the right choice and don't hurt yourself again. That's what I want to say!"

"Jue... I... I..." Mu Zhiwu looked at the night Jue, and her tears fell more and more fiercely.

Mu Yunsheng had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked at Mu Zhiwu and said to the night knight, "let's go out and talk!"

"Good!" The night Knight nodded, looked at Mu Zhiwu again, and left the ward without looking back.

On the hospital corridor. Yejue and Mu Yunsheng.

"Night Lord, you bastard!" As soon as he got out of the ward and closed the door of the sick room, Mu Yunsheng couldn't help punching the night Lord. The fist directly hit the night Lord's face. The hand was very heavy, and the corners of the night Lord's mouth bled.

The night Lord stretched out his hand to touch the blood at the corner of his mouth, looked up at Mu Yunsheng, slapped back and hit Mu Yunsheng in the stomach, "Mu Yunsheng, what kind of good man do you think you are?"

Mu Yunsheng clenched his teeth and punched again. The night Lord punched again.

The two of them punched you and me. They wrestled in the hospital corridor and shot each other mercilessly.

Half a ring, the two people were exhausted and sat on the ground with their backs against the railing.

The night Knight breathed out, looked at Mu Yunsheng beside him and asked, "what do you do?"

Listening to his question, brother Yunsheng's just extinguished fire rose again, "night Lord, you're a fucking asshole!"

Night two Shao couldn't help whistling, "I bastard, didn't you already know?"

"Scum!"

"Thank you!"

"Scum!"

"Thank you!"

"Animals!"

"Birds of a feather flock together and people flock together. Look at our relationship, you know you too!"

"Night Lord, I just really want to shoot you!"

The night Lord tilted his head, squinted at Mu Yunsheng and restrained his expression, "I just wanted to kill myself!"

Mu Yunsheng was silent.

The night Knight put his hand on Mu Yunsheng's shoulder and continued, "Yunsheng, you love Xu Jing as much as I love Xu Yaran. I can't lose her anymore. I've never forgotten it in ten years. "

"..." Mu Yunsheng kept silent.

"Yunsheng, Mu Zhiwu is your sister and my sister. I can't bear to hurt her, but there's no better way! Out of this hospital, the door is a reporter. I don't want to bear it anymore! "

"..." Mu Yunsheng's silence is golden.

"Yunsheng, you can't forget that thing six years ago. Your burden on Mu Zhiwu is too heavy. It's not only her, but also you should see a psychologist!"

"Tang Zhenhua..." Mu Yunsheng was no longer silent. He closed his eyes and broke away again. He was very painful. "Tang Zhenhua found seven gangsters... * * Xiao Wu, yes * *! When I think about it now, I can't wait to peel him, cramp him and chop him into meat sauce. "

The night Knight's heart sank. He always thought that Mu Yunsheng couldn't forgive Xu Yaran's father because he raped Xiao Wu. It turned out to be more serious... He felt that with Mu Yunsheng's character, it was abnormal for Tang's father to let Xu Yaran go

"Yunsheng..." the night knight was silent for a long time before he said, "go and see a psychologist..."

Mu Yunsheng got angry and stood up, "night Lord, you're fucking sick and need to see a psychologist!"

At midnight, "..."

The night Lord also stood up and stared at Mu Yunsheng, "I fucking hope you can be more open!"

"Don't worry about me!" Mu Yunsheng said.

The night Lord sneered, "don't meddle in my business!"

"Hum!"

"Hum!"

They snorted coldly to each other. The night Lord turned and strode away, while Mu Yunsheng returned to the ward.

When yejue walked out of the hospital, as expected, a large group of reporters surrounded the door of the hospital. When the night Knight came out, the reporters surrounded him one after another.

Zhang he hurriedly went up to stop the reporter from getting close to the night Baron, but where can he stop many people? Now there is chaos and all kinds of gossip!

"Yezong, did miss Mu Zhiwu really commit suicide? How is her health? "

"Mr. yezong, did you really abandon your fiancee and go to city B for vacation with Xiao San? Is the picture true? "

"Mr. yezong, what about your wedding with Miss Mu Zhiwu? Will you still marry Miss Mu Zhiwu? "

"Yezong yezong, the exposure of this matter has led to a sharp decline in the stock of yehuang international. What do you want to say?"

"Night always, who do you love? Miss Mu Zhiwu? Or Miss Xu Yaran? "

……

I was in a bad mood. When I heard the words of these reporters, the nightmaster was even more angry.

"Get out!" The night Lord suddenly opened his mouth, stopped, and swept the whole audience with a cold face. He put his hands in his pockets and stopped talking and making a sound. However, the cold and bloodthirsty eyes had made the scene quiet for an instant. Everyone dared not move or speak again. It was as quiet as if a needle fell to the ground.

The people looked at each other. Yejue snorted coldly. When she was about to leave with a big step, suddenly a female reporter who was not afraid of death couldn't help but speak angrily, "Mr. yezong, have you considered Miss Mu Zhiwu's mood as a woman? She is still pregnant. Have you considered her? "

The night Lord hesitated for a moment. Suddenly he hooked the corner of his mouth and sneered. The smile was bloodthirsty and evil and arrogant, such as dark night Shura. She looked at the female reporter who made a sound and reached for the microphone in her hand.

The night Lord's eyes were sharp, his face was cold, and his voice was cold“