Mysterious president, get away from me!

Xiao Su's face turned white. She lowered her head and said, "yes, I'm out of order. I'm sorry, second young master."

She thought that the second young master was different to Maureen. She thought that he could save her, but in fact, she thought too much. Now, the only one who can save Maureen is that man.

Xiao Su went back to her room, her back was close to the door, and her heart was still beating very hard. Among the young masters of the Mu family, the second young master was the one she was most afraid of. She never thought that she had the courage to stop him and say that to him.

After a long time, Xiao Su dialed a phone number.

"Third young master, the eldest daughter-in-law is ill..."

Yes, Xiao Su is the eye liner of Mu Yun's insertion at Muling. When she first served Mo Ling, she only regarded her as a task, reporting her situation to three young masters whenever and wherever possible, and she had no feelings for her.

But slowly, Xiao Su was moved by her unique personality charm. Even in adversity, she never despair. She is like a dazzling sunflower, always living a positive life, making people around feel the vitality of life.

The scene of moling's self mutilation shocked and distressed little su. Unconsciously, she took moling as a friend and didn't want to see her hurt herself. Xiao Su felt cold at the indifference of the Mu's wives,

She had to ask the second young master for help, but the second young master also let her down. Now the only thing she can rely on is the third young master Mu Yuntian.

Little Su Dun, continue to say, "third young master, the eldest daughter-in-law suffered from prenatal depression, she has begun to self mutilation, if not treated, her condition will be more and more serious."

Mu Yuntian, holding a mobile phone in one hand, pushed the door open and came out, with a dignified look on his handsome matchless face. "Since when, why didn't he report it to me before?"

"About two weeks ago, the eldest and youngest grandmother was in low spirits. I thought she was just pregnant, tired or in a bad mood. I didn't expect that she would have psychological problems. Sorry, third young master, it was my negligence."

Mu Yuntian walked out of the garage with a gloomy face. "It's too late to say that now. What do you think of her self mutilation

"I scratched my wrist. I've bandaged it. I'm asleep now."

"Did the old lady and her wife know about her illness? What is their attitude? "

"I already know. The old lady asked us to keep watch on the eldest and youngest grannies all the time, and also asked us to put away all the sharp weapons. It seems that... It doesn't mean to treat the eldest and youngest grannies..."

Mu Yuntian steps, fingers suddenly clench the mobile phone, that pair of beautiful peach eyes full of haze, his lips with a touch of irony arc, refused to arrange treatment for Mo Ling, just to cover up the scandal of Mu's courtyard!

Mo Ling is right. Everyone in Mu family, including him, drives her crazy!

Mu Yuntian quickened his pace, carrying a cold breath, regardless of the servant's obstruction, broke into the old lady's room.

The old lady and the old man are sitting on the rattan chair respectively. The old man has a book on his knee and a pair of presbyopic glasses on the bridge of his nose. He is reading the little poem on the book to the old lady.

Mu Yuntian stood at the door without expression. At this moment, the old lady had the illusion that she had seen mu Chenhan.

"Yuntian, you are back. What are you doing at the door? Come in quickly." The old lady waved kindly.

Mu Yuntian did not move at his feet and said faintly, "grandma, I want to talk to you."

The smile on the old lady's face converged, "if you have anything to say, come in."

"There are some things that my grandfather may not know. Do you really want to have an interview in front of him?" Mu Yuntian glanced at the old man, and a sneer curved his lips.

The old man closed the book in his hand, looked up, looked at Mu Yuntian sharply, and said in a deep voice, "Yuntian, how can you talk to your grandmother in this tone? We are your elders!"

"Elder?"

Mu Yuntian playfully repeated these two words, the fundus of his eyes lit up bright fire, the fist hanging on his side clenched tightly, just when he was about to break out, pan Jinru got the news from the servant, rushed to him, anxiously pulled his arm, "Yuntian, calm down!"

"Dad, mom, Yuntian encountered something in the company today, so he's in a bad mood. I'll take him away first."

Pan Jinru holds Mu Yuntian's arm and drags him to the door.

Mu Yuntian stares at the old lady without any expression. Pan Jinru is so angry that he shouts in a low voice, "Yuntian, are you crazy? If you don't want to hurt that woman, just follow me!"

Her words are like a basin of cold water, which dampens Mu Yuntian's agitation. At the beginning, when the old lady proposed to let Mo Ling stay for mu Nianchen, he agreed. He is also one of the culprits. If he quarrels with the old lady now, it will damage his interests and make the old lady aware of his feelings for Mo Ling, I'm afraid Maureen's life is even worse.

"Yuntian, do you know about Maureen's illness? You want the old lady to treat her, don't you

Pan Jinru pulled Mu Yuntian into his room, threw his head over his face and scolded, "are you crazy? At the beginning, the old lady repeatedly stressed that Maureen can only be mu Nianchen's wife. If other young masters of Mu family have feelings for Maureen and want to marry her, no matter who they are, that young master will be driven out of Mu family and the right of inheritance will be cancelled. It's not easy for you to come to today. Do you want to give up the right of inheritance for a woman? "

Mu Yuntian impatiently interrupted her, "Mom, I don't want to talk about those things, I just want to ask you, you decided not to arrange treatment for Maureen, right?"

"What's your attitude, Yuntian? Since that woman married into our family, you don't look like yourself. You are full of her. Have you forgotten your goal?"

"I didn't forget it. I remember it very well!" Mu Yuntian tried his best to control his mood and slowed down his tone. "Mom, I won't let you down. I will take control of the property of the Mu family one by one. Maureen is very ill now and needs treatment. Can you arrange treatment for her? "

Pan Jinru sneered, "is it serious to cut your wrist? I think she's just acting like a child! We have asked the servant to put away all the sharp weapons in the quiet garden, and to keep an eye on her all the time. She won't hurt herself any more. Just relax. "

"Is it useful to put away the sharp weapon?" Mu Yuntian said with no expression, "if she really wants to kill herself or herself, she still has many choices, such as drowning her head in the water, hitting the wall with her head, wrapping her neck with silk stockings. By the way, she can also choose to jump off a building. Can you prevent it once, ten times and a hundred times?"

"You think too much, that kind of thing can't happen..."

Pan Jinru had not finished, there was a sudden knock on the door, "madam, madam, it's not good, the eldest daughter-in-law is going to jump!"

With a bang, Mu Yuntian got up and overturned his chair. He didn't look at Pan Jinru. He ran towards the door. He ran from the main house to Jingyuan. His heart almost jumped out of his throat. In his mind, Mo Ling was lying in a pool of blood.

No, you can't have an accident, Maureen. I won't let you have an accident!

Mu Yuntian ran to the gate of Jingyuan, kicked open the gate, stood in the yard with red eyes, looked up at the balcony on the third floor, panted and roared, "moling, you come down!"

On the balcony on the third floor, Maureen is wearing a white silk nightgown with long hair spread over her shoulders. She is barefoot and sitting on the high guardrail. Her legs swing back and forth, and her mouth is humming an unknown tune. Her face is relaxed and comfortable, as if she is not in a dangerous high altitude, but on a leisurely vacation.

Mu Chenhan stood behind her, less than two meters away from her. Like Mu Yuntian, he looked embarrassed. His black hair was soaked with sweat, and he stuck it on his forehead. His white shirt pulled open a few buttons, revealing his rapidly undulating chest. His white and handsome face was dyed with a light color of Fei. It can be seen that he also flew all the way.

Mu Chen Han hears Mu Yuntian's shout, coldly glanced at him one eye, "don't shout, you will frighten her!"

Mu Yuntian's face changed and he closed his mouth. His lips were tight and he watched mu Chenhan approach Mo Ling nervously.

For a moment, the quiet garden was terrible. Pan Jinru and others who came later did not dare to speak. They could only stand in the yard, stiffly lifting their neck and nervously looking at mu Chenhan and Mo Ling.

Half of Maureen's body was hanging in the air. The breeze lifted her hair hanging on her chest and swept her knee length skirt, as if to blow her away. She didn't care at all. She still shook her legs happily and hummed a tune in a low voice. But she didn't know that her current situation frightened the people downstairs. They were afraid that the wind would blow her downstairs. They all held their breath and clenched their fists nervously.

Only pan Jinru, looking at the tottering moling, felt happy. Drop it, drop it quickly, and the evil seed in his stomach will disappear!

Mu Chen Han side to Mo Ling close, while thinking, if he rushed forward, hold her from behind, is likely to scare her, consider a moment, he slowly stretched out his right hand, put a soft voice, "Mo Ling, come here."

As if she didn't hear his call, she still hummed and swayed her legs leisurely.

Mu Chenhan's heart sank, quietly moved her steps, and approached her little by little. The breeze blew her hair behind her. The naked back covered by the hair showed a piece of porcelain white skin. Only from the back, she was quiet and beautiful, just like an angel falling into the world.

"Maureen, give me your hand."

This time, she seemed to be aware of it. She stopped humming, and her shaking legs were still. Her fingers on the railing moved slightly. She always looked up at her. Mu Yuntian's heart was in her throat, for fear that she might fall off the railing.

Mu Chen cold nerve is also taut very tight, stretch out of the right hand steadily put in her body side, as long as she a turn head can see.

"Mo Ling..." he gently called her name, coaxed the child like soft voice said, "good, obedient, hand to me."

She turned her head slowly. On her face, her expression was blank. Her big black and white eyes were clear and bright, just like a child who didn't know the world. Looking at him was like looking at a stranger.

His eyes sank, and his voice became softer and softer. "Darling, put your hand in the palm of my hand."

Instead of meeting his wishes, she tilted her head and asked, "who are you?"

Mu Chen cold puts in the right hand of the half empty tiny one quiver, the lip side draws up a touch of warm smile, "don't know me?"

She nodded, "I don't know."

Then, without waiting for him to answer, she turned her head and looked at the sky, leaving him a thin and graceful figure.