I Love My Sweet Neighbor

By the time Mu Huanjiang left yunzhuran's house, it was already past nine in the night.

He was driving slowly home.

He also lived alone. Living in a house far away from here. The environment was very quiet, and Mu Huanjiang liked the atmosphere there.

He doesn't like crowded places.

Because where there are many people, there are problems.

Ever since he was a child, he has lived in a variety of right and wrong and problems.

Because his mother was third. His birth was a halo of humiliation, and no matter how hard he tried, this humiliation could not be removed.

When he was a child, when he walked out of the big house of the Mu family, people would point at him behind his back, saying that this was third's child and that he had the face to live in it.

Every time he heard this, Mu Huanjiang felt as if his heart was cut open by a knife.

At home, Mu Qingtian treated him very well and really treated him like a brother. But that was not the case with the other children of the mu family. Especially Mu Ruoliu. He would never call him brother.

"Ah..."

Mu Huanjiang sighed and looked up at the red light at the intersection. The red light turned yellow and green again. He didn't step on the gas. The car behind him honked and urged, so he drove out.

"It's been a long time. What are you thinking about?" Mu Huanjiang patted his head and didn't want to think about it anymore.

It was almost home. Although his home was very lonely and lonely, it was his home after all. At least he could sleep comfortably in bed, especially on such a cold rainy night.

Suddenly, he saw a man dressed in a black raincoat who had wrapped himself up by the roadside. Wave to him. Mu Huanjiang was surprised that my car wasn't a taxi. Why did you wave at me?

He didn't want to stop, he wanted to rush over.

Who knew, the man suddenly jumped onto the road and blocked Mu Huanjiang's car. Mu Huanjiang slammed on the brakes.

The man walked to the window and knocked on it.

The window fell, and the man leaned over and pulled down his raincoat.

"Hello, young master of the Mu family. We meet again."

With the light in the car, Mu Huanjiang could see the person's face clearly. His heart was immediately shocked. It was Du Manqing who appeared before him.

"Du Manqing?"

"Yes, young master of the Mu family, you still remember me. It's really rare."

Don't call me young master Mu family. I'm not." Mu Huanjiang was disgusted by the title.

Du Manqing chuckled. "I know you don't like it. Of course I know. Don't forget. I'm still your brother's ex-girlfriend. Your brother loves me very much."

"Even so. He certainly didn't tell you about me."

Mu Huanjiang said with absolute certainty. Du Manqing left Mu Qingtian because he thought he was poor. She didn't know Mu Qingtian's real identity at the time. Although du manqing had met Mu Huanjiang at that time, Mu Qingtian had only briefly introduced Mu Huanjiang as his younger brother. He didn't say much.

Du Manqing met with a soft nail, but she was not discouraged, "Yes, I didn't know at the time. Later on. I have to know. Go online and find out if you have the most news about Mu Huanjiang among all the tabloid news in your Mu family. Why? It's not because your mother is third. Haha, third."

"Shut up!" Mu Huanjiang glared. "Get out of here! Otherwise, I'll call the police. You're still a wanted fugitive."

Du Manqing appeared indifferent, "Yeah, so what? This world really means nothing to me. I'm tired of living."

"I don't care if you're tired of living or not. Get out of here!" Mu Huanjiang started the car and the exhaust pipe made a sudden noise, which meant that if you don't leave, I'll leave!

Du Manqing stepped out of the window. She was really Mu Huanjiang. If she drove the car out, she would be in two halves.

Du Manqing said, "Mu Huanjiang, I wanted to ask you to help me. Give me some money and let me escape. It seems impossible now."

Mu Huanjiang stared ahead, not looking at Du Manqing, "Your best way out is to turn yourself in."

Du Manqing laughed wildly, "Surrendering, that's not my style. Don't push me so hard. If you make me desperate, I want you to look good! If you don't let me have a good time, none of you can have a good time!"

Just as the thunder was rolling in the sky, a flash of lightning flashed in a very close distance.

Mu Huanjiang saw Du Manqing's face in the rearview mirror, a beautiful face in his memory, and now it had become ferocious and terrifying.

Don't think you can scare me like this. Who do you think you are?!"

Mu Huanjiang said contemptuously.

When he got home, he drove the car to the garage. Entering the bedroom, she fell on the bed and fell asleep.

At Yun Zhuran's place, he would cook for Yun Zhuran. At home, he was too lazy to cook for himself.

That night, it rained heavily and the thunder was loud. But Mu Huanjiang slept soundly. Before dawn, he had a dream about Du Manqing. Du Manqing gritted his teeth and said, "Don't push me too hard, or I'll make it hard for either of you."

Mu Huanjiang opened his eyes and stared at the empty ceiling.

His forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

Without a doubt, it was a nightmare.

Du Manqing was an unstable factor for everyone, and it had to be removed quickly.

But how should it be removed? You can't torture her. Find someone to kill her. We should still rely on the police.

Yes, it would be better to report to the police.

Just as she was about to call, Mu Huanjiang suddenly remembered the last two words that Du Manqing said.

If Du Manqing really wanted revenge, what would she do?

Suddenly, Mu Huanjiang thought of it. Ignoring the phone call, he rushed downstairs, got in the car and drove out.

At Yun Zhuran's house, she had just woken up from her sleep. Of course, a cold and a fever were not a good thing. But it felt good to have a good sleep.

Being a doctor is always overworked. To be able to sleep well is an extravagant hope.

Fortunately, she has so much free time now. He was free to indulge his body and mind and to sleep beautifully.

The door suddenly rang. Then, Yun Zhuran heard the sound of the key. Then, the door opened. Someone came in.

Yun Zhuran felt strange. He got up and got out of bed. As soon as he walked to the living room, he saw a man in a black raincoat, completely wrapped up, appearing in front of him.

"Who are you? Are you the landlord?"

In Yun Zhuran's memory, only a few people had keys. She, Mu Qingtian, the landlord.

The man in front of him did not speak. He took off his black raincoat and revealed his long hair.

"I'm not the landlord, I'm the original hostess here."

Yun Zhuran's eyes widened. Du Manqing was standing in front of him.

Du Manqing raised his hand and picked up a bunch of keys on his finger.

She looked at the key and said, "Mu Qingtian is so lazy. I've been gone for so long, but he still hasn't changed the lock, and my key can still be used. Yun Zhuran, you'd better check his bank account and see if the password is still used for my birthday."

"You, what are you doing?" Yun Zhuran took a step back and felt light-headed because of his illness.

"What are you doing?" Du Manqing pressed on step by step. "Of course I want to make things difficult for you."

Her right hand swung and a bright knife appeared.