The mystery husband is a little bad

"Thank you, aunt." Because Su Haofeng didn't agree with her to do this, the relationship between her father and daughter was still very stiff, so Su Xinyu sincerely hoped to be recognized.

To get Qi Jinnian's approval is like getting a mother's approval, which immediately makes Su Xinyu laugh like a child.

Qi Jinnian is so happy to see Su Xinyu smile, and the smile on his face is deepened. I hope Jinxi can also smile so happily now.

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happy?

No, not at all.

Here, there is no happiness, no smile, only cruelty, only indifference, only endless imprisonment.

The girl's dark pupils look around at the luxurious and gorgeous arrangement, but they don't smile at all.

She is no longer struggling, no longer noisy, just like a beautiful Barbie doll. Her eyes are empty and lifeless. If it wasn't for breathing, it would be quiet just like a beautiful sculpture.

Every day, someone dressed her up like a real princess in the most beautiful and gorgeous clothes, but she was not happy at all. She was like a puppet, like a walking corpse. The despair in her heart was like the black tide, which flooded her again and again.

This beautiful cage completely isolates her from the real and prosperous world.

She should have disappeared from that world. Who else remembers her? Who else will find her.

Mom and dad should be desperate to death. Ha ha, this is his purpose. Truly, thoroughly, imprison her here, degenerate here, dance with him in the dark.

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City B.

Fu ran handed over the last document to minister Zhao for signature. The work at hand finally came to an end. When she was about to leave, her mobile phone received a text message. She clicked on it and was stunned. Then she picked up her coat and went out.

I didn't inform her of such an important thing.

Campus B is very quiet today. Fu ran, who is quiet, is not used to it.

Where have all the people gone.

But when she got to the gate of the gym, she got the answer.

Those disappeared people are all here. Because there's a speech by a talented Professor today.

Fu ran saw the real three-dimensional poster in the picture that Xiaomi had just sent her at the gate of the gymnasium.

There is a picture of Mu Shenrong in a black suit, beside which is a series of his various honors, which is very impressive.

Inside the gymnasium, there are a lot of people.

Every college has people coming, so there are almost no seats available.

Fu ran, alone, seemed to be in the spotlight, and he could not find a seat for a while, and suddenly he was embarrassed.

Fortunately, Xiaomi received her message and came out: "sister Ran Ran Ran, here."

Xiaomi finally led Fu ran through the crowd, came to their class, but also deliberately left a good place for Fu ran.

Fu ran said to Xiaomi gratefully, "thank you, Xiaomi."

"You're welcome, but ran ran, as for our friendship, you can ask Professor Mu to sign for me later." At the thought of his autograph with Mu Shenrong, he didn't know how many people he wanted to envy, so Xiaomi felt very hot.

“…… What's the use of his signature? It can be eaten or sold. "

"Can't eat, but sell money? Maybe it can be. " Millet's eyes suddenly glowed with gold, as if a series of money figures were rolling in her eyes.

“……”

There are so many people in the gymnasium. It's noisy, which makes Fu ran feel headache. And with so many people, the air is not so good.

Fu ran suddenly regretted that she had come to join the party and wondered whether it was time for her to leave now. The lights of the whole hall suddenly dimmed.

Naturally, those boisterous voices also quieted down with the light.

I have to. I can't leave if I want to.

Fu ran had to follow the crowd and watch the tall figure suddenly appear in the middle of the stage with the light.

He was wearing a black suit, a fine black hair, in the spot spotlight, there was not much astonishment, but the world seemed to be the only color, clear and cold, and special people could not move their eyes at a glance, the world seemed to be quiet down, like a simple and clean ink painting.

Before Ming Dynasty, it was bustling like a noisy vegetable market.

Fu Ran's eyes have been fixed on the man since he appeared, with a smile in his eyes. The crowd around him has become a decoration. Only he is left in her world.

Being called to make a speech is not a matter of wishful thinking. He even resists it very much, because he doesn't like to look at the numb and stupid faces, he doesn't like to communicate with mediocre people, and he thinks it's a waste of time and life.

He told President Xia of B university such a reason. He thought that President Xia would not invite him anymore. But it turns out that he is not an ordinary person who can be president of B University.After listening to Mu Shenrong's reasons for refusing, President Xia fell into deep thought. Then, he gave a plan like this: "Professor Mu is really bothered. Why don't I turn off all the lights at that time and leave the lights on you, so that you can't see my stupid students?"

"Is it not for me to sing solo?" Mu Shenrong asked.

President Xia was also embarrassed for a moment, but only for a moment, and immediately gave a quick response that Mu Shenrong could not refuse.

A one-man monologue? No, as long as the man is sitting there, it's not a one-man show.

Mu Shenrong stood in the middle of the stage, with no expression on his face. As always, he was indifferent. His calm eyes reflected the darkness in front of him. Behind the darkness, there were curious eyes with both hands, but no one made a sound.

Clearly so many people, but still as if the world only one of him, independent.

His line of sight slowly swept through the darkness. Suddenly, his lips were slightly hooked. His face was originally cold, but now it was like spring approaching the earth, and the snow was melting in winter.

Several girls couldn't help but hear the exhilarating sound, which broke the silence of the scene.

Fu ran was sitting in the dark, but he felt flushed and his heart beat faster.

What he saw was her direction. It was clear that she was sitting among so many people. Even if she had clairvoyance eyes, he could not see her, and she had sneaked in without telling him, so it was even more impossible to know that she was sitting here.

She is in the dark, he is in the light, she can see him so easily, how can he see her so accurately.