I Love My Sweet Neighbor

"What?" Mu Ruoliu's hand trembled and the glass nearly fell.

"Nothing." The blue-eyed man was still holding his glass steadily, without a trace of panic.

"You just said that you killed your girlfriend."

"Did I say that?" The blue-eyed man asked back expressionless.

Mu Ruoliu was also vague about this question.

Did he say that? Did she say it or not, or did she hear it wrong? It's possible.

Oh, why bother with others?

Mu Ruoliu sighed in his heart.

She had so many things on her own that she was already worried enough. Why should she care about others?

Mu Ruoliu smiled, "I can't remember if you said it or not. Actually, I've killed people before."

Mu Ruoliu was really drunk, and she really needed someone to listen to her, even if this person was completely unfamiliar and didn't know the details.

The man with blue eyes didn't say anything but drank slowly across from him.

Instead, it aroused Mu Ruoliu's desire to talk.

"I really killed someone! Today, perhaps at this time. Or rather, I didn't kill him, but it was because of me. Because of my jealousy and anger. Because I... How do I put it? I really don't know why I did this."

"There are certain things you will absolutely regret after you do them." The blue eyes on the other side flashed. "If you can save it, try to save it. Don't wait until the end. It's too late to save it."

It felt like the blue eyes were feeling something.

Mu Ruoliu lowered his head and looked at the red wine in the glass. There was only one bottom left. Because the glass was heavily placed on the table, the red wine was shaken and trembled.

The red wine was like blood.

Mu Ruoliu's heart trembled. She thought of Yun Zhuran.

Yun Zhuran might be dead now, with blood all over the floor and his head out of place. That's possible. Du Manqing hated her so much that she would never have a good ending.

If Yun Zhuran died, whose responsibility was it?

Is there any need to ask?

Du Manqing can't run away, and so is your Mu Ruoliu.

I remember when I was a child, there was an aunt at home who took care of Mu Ruoliu. That aunt was very superstitious and always said that she would be punished for doing bad things.

Retribution...

"Do you believe in religion?" Mu Ruoliu suddenly raised his head and asked the blue eyes across from him.

"No."

"Do you believe in god?"

"I don't believe it either."

Still shaking his head.

"Don't all of you foreigners believe this?"

"As far as I know, not as much as you think. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so much violence."

Mu Ruoliu smiled again.

Blue eyes was right. If they were all religious and godly, afraid of retribution, there wouldn't be so many bad things happening in this world every day.

Her stomach churned and mu ruoyu stood up.

"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Without waiting for the blue eyes to say anything, she turned and left.

In the bathroom, Mu Ruoliu vomited for a long time and almost all the wine he drank came out.

She washed her face on the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't expect to look so haggard in less than a day.

Brother, will you forgive me? If something happens to yunzhu, you will..."

Mu Ruoliu held his cell phone and spoke to his brother's phone number.

Forgiveness? How is that possible! Yun Zhuran was Mu Qingtian's wife.

Mu Ruoliu felt that his idea was ridiculous.

With a flick of his finger, he flipped to Du Manqing's cell phone number and pressed it again.

Soon, Du Manqing connected the phone.

"Hello, Willow, where are you?" Du Manqing asked eagerly. Not because she was worried about Mu Ruoliu, but about herself. If Mu Ruoliu confessed to mu Qingtian, then she would be finished.

"I'm at the bar..." Mu Ruoliu told Du Manqing the address of the bar.

In fact, Du Manqing had already arrived at the bar without telling her the address. It was Du Manqing's idea for Mu Ruoliu to stay in a hotel nearby. This is the bar where mu ruoyu can go.

Du manqing breathed a sigh of relief. He could see Mu Ruoliu right away, so that he could control her.

At the same time, there was a cold sneer on Du Manqing's lips.

Mu Ruoliu was Mu Qingtian's sister. Mu Qingtian, you did that to me. I want you to see what happens if you offend me. Your wife is done. Now it's your sister's turn.

Mu Ruoliu was completely unaware of this and thought that Du Manqing was a comrade in the trenches with him.

Thinking about the door to the bathroom, Du Manqing saw Mu Ruoliu who had just come out.

Mu Ruoliu's hair was messy and wet. This day was harder for Mu Ruoliu than ten years.

Seeing Du Manqing, Mu Ruoliu grabbed her hand, "Sister man qing, I thought about it. Let Yun Zhuran go. Don't go overboard. I will support you to get my brother back. Don't worry, I will support you. But if we kill Yun Zhuran, we will be murderers."

Mu Ruoliu's voice was a little high, and Du Manqing immediately pulled her up, indicating not to be so loud.

Mu Ruoliu also subconsciously covered her mouth.

Du Manqing said, "Stop it! Actually, I thought about it too. You're right. We went too far."

Mu Ruoliu's eyes lit up when he thought Du Manqing was convinced.

In fact, how did she know that Du Manqing had said this on purpose in order to stabilize her?

Du Manqing thought to herself, a girl with a simple mind like you still wants to fight me? Don't dream about it. Now that Yun Zhuran has been killed, you are the only one left. I have to think of a way to punish you and make that bastard Mu Qingtian regret it.

Of course, Mu Ruoliu couldn't read Du Manqing's mind. She only cared about her own happiness.

Du Manqing agreed to let Yun Zhuran go, which meant that she would not become an accomplice in the murder case, which was of course worthy of happiness.

Because she was too happy and her head was a little heavy. She swayed and leaned against the wall.

Du Manqing pretended to care, "What's wrong? How much did you drink?"

"Nothing! I'll call my brother now."

As she spoke, she was about to get her cell phone, only to realize that it was not beside her. Then she remembered that she had left her cell phone on the blue-eyed table.

She wanted to get it, but her feet were as soft as cotton.

Du Manqing held her up, "Forget it. I'll take you to rest. I'll get your phone."

Mu Ruoliu trusted Du Manqing so much that she nodded.

Du Manqing led the drowsy Mu Ruoliu to a box and settled her down. Now was not the time to deal with her, nor did he think of how to deal with it. But the phone had to be brought back first. If Mu Qingtian called at this time, the waiters might pick it up. In that case, everything would be ruined.

Thinking of this, Du Manqing turned out of the box and came to the empty seat outside. Mu Ruoliu told her the table number just now and found it quickly.

However, the blue-eyed man had already left, and now there were two young men sitting at the table. One of them was holding Mu Ruoliu's cell phone.

Du manqing pointed at the phone, "This is my friend's. Please give it to me."

The two men quickly stood up and respectfully returned the phone to Du Manqing. Du Manqing was about to leave when one of the men said, "Please stay. Can we talk about something?"