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The other side seems to have expected, and it's no surprise for the coldness of Mujing orange.

"Let's meet!" Sheng Zimo's voice calmed down a lot, but in his tone, he had a sense of command that he could not disobey, "I have something to say to you."

"On the phone Mu Jingcheng refused and didn't want to give him the chance.

"I'm at Qiuyi bar. I want to give you something." Sheng Zimo's voice became more and more calm. After he finished, he seemed to drink a mouthful of wine. "If you want to know the cause of Sheng Qing's death, or if you want to make an apology for yourself, come to me, otherwise Think I haven't made this call Then he hung up.

Listening to the "Dudu" sound coming from the phone, Mu Jingcheng's heart sank.

What's the cause of Sheng Qing's death?

What do you mean?

Is there another reason for her death?

Or What did he know?

"Jingcheng..." Just then, mother Zhang's voice came. She looked worried, but said anxiously, "it's too late, or You go ahead, Wade and I will pick up Ozawa? "

Hearing Zhang Ma's voice, Mu Jing Cheng suddenly woke up and immediately nodded his head and agreed.

She didn't want to pick up her son with such a mood, and she didn't want him to see such a look.

Therefore, we can only watch Zhang Ma and Fang Weide go out of the house.

When she was the only one left in Norda's living room, Sheng Zimo's voice lingered in her mind like a ghost.

Although he is nothing, but the words about the cause of Sheng Qing's death strongly attract Mu Jingcheng's thoughts.

She knows that Sheng Qing deliberately set up that bureau, and wants everyone to think that she pushed her downstairs, but why is it like this? This is what Mu Jingcheng has been unable to figure out.

So When Sheng Zimo said that sentence, Mu Jingcheng unconsciously became curious about his words and wanted to know why.

So, after less than two seconds of thinking, she picked up her coat and rushed out. -

autumn bar.

When Mujing orange arrived, Sheng Zimo had already drunk half a bottle of whisky. Looking at him, his look was not as clear as before. Mujing orange knew that he had drunk a lot.

Originally just want to ask some words to leave, but she still can't bear to leave like this.

So, helplessly sat down.

"Here you are?" Sheng Mo didn't look up, he knew it was her.

Mu Jingcheng looked at the empty wine glass in his hand, frowned slightly, but he didn't want to waste too much words, so he said straight in, "what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Sheng Zimo looked up at her, and a lot of Hu dregs appeared on her face. She looked like she was ten years old and haggard. But he laughed as if he didn't care at all, and then said with a little sarcasm, "if it's nothing, you won't come to see me?"

"Sheng Zimo!"

"Orange well!" Sheng Zimo put the wine cup aside and looked straight at her. Her face was still so good, just like nothing had happened. She couldn't help but get angry, "are you so hard hearted?"

"I'm not a Bodhisattva, and I can't help all living beings!" Mu Jingcheng repressed the grievance and anger in his heart, and looked at him lightly, "if you come to blame me, I think you are wrong! Because Sheng Qing's death has nothing to do with me! "

"Is it really irrelevant?" Sheng Zimo looked at him straight, then turned around and pushed a laptop to her, "what's that?"

Mu Jingcheng is stunned for a moment. He can't help looking at the laptop screen. It's a common microblog interface, and the owner of the microblog is Sheng Qing?!

Mu Jingcheng looks at Sheng Zimo suspiciously, "what do you mean?"

"She wrote everything down!" Sheng Zimo drank the whole glass of wine directly, "including her conversation with Nangong Yao in the hotel, and..." He exhaled heavily, and then went on as if he was suppressing something, "her hatred for you!"

Hate?

Mu Jing orange's heart deeply hurt for a while, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the computer screen.

When Sheng Qing's smile came into view again, Mu Jingcheng noticed that in sharp contrast to the sunshine in the photo, the microblog interface was low, dark and full of sadness, which set off the whole interface with extremely desolation.

Looking at this interface, she can't help but think of the moment when Sheng Qing jumped off the building.

Although I don't know why Sheng Qing has so much hatred for herself, she would rather sacrifice her life to frame her up. Should it be very deep?

With such thoughts and mood, Mujing orange opened Sheng Qing's last micro blog.

The theme is: victory!

"I'm going to win at last, and she agreed to my invitation. Today will be the last moment for me to fight with her. Although I will die and leave the world, I am so happy because She will be denounced by thousands of people and hated by all people, because she "killed" me! My mother will never treat her like her daughter, and my brother will never like her like before, even Nangong Yao Will not be so determined to love her so much, right?! If so, then Death is worth itLooking at this article, which reveals Sheng Qing's happy mood after the victory, Mu Jingcheng's heart is extremely sore.

This woman, in order to let herself lose those things that she thinks are very important, and pay such a big price! Does she really feel Is it worth it?!

What kind of mood, what kind of cause, will let her think, her death will let oneself lose those?! Tqr1

Mujing orange can't help looking down.

At this time, what she was looking at was not the penultimate microblog, but the day when she met Sheng Qing and Nangong Yao and Yan at Sheng's home after she returned home.

On that day, in the world of Shengqing, it turned into something else

"Mujing orange is back. That fox spirit seduces me as soon as he comes back. It's shameless! Looking at her secretly winking at Yao, I slapped her in the face in anger. I really hope she doesn't dare to come back to my home and have any contact with my Yao from now on, otherwise I won't make her look good! "

Looking at this micro blog, Mu Jingcheng suddenly remembered what happened that day.

If Yao Haiyue didn't urge her to go that day, maybe It won't happen. Or maybe Sheng Qing's hostility to herself is not so great.

Next, Mujing orange saw what happened that night.

That night, she sent Sheng Qing to Nangong Yao's room and left. What they talked about and what kind of things made Sheng Qing hate herself to the bone.

At this moment, Mu Jingcheng finally knows