The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

In the evening, after everyone went back to their rooms, Mu Qing came to Master's door and knocked on the door.

"It's Mu Qing, what's the matter?" The master said while letting him in, then closed the door.

"Master, yesterday, I accidentally heard Jiu'an and Master Shu say..."

"Jiu'an has...has been dead once..." He couldn't say it, his voice came to the back, there was a kind of dry hoarse.

"Master, I still want to hear you tell me, is this true?"

The master looked at him in silence for a while, and Mu Qing also looked at him.

Mu Qing has always been a very calm temper. Master seldom sees Mu Qing like this, as if he was forcibly suppressing some emotions, and as if he was about to collapse.

"Yes."

When this sound fell, Mu Qing's mind suddenly seemed to have a string broken, and it seemed that someone was scratching his heart with a knife, and he could hardly sit still in pain.

"Master, can I know, why is this?"

"Your uncle and I don't know for the time being. In this life, we will protect her. Don't worry."

"Master, I still want to ask..." Mu Qing lowered her eyes, "In my last life, Jiu'an...Why didn't I protect her?"

This is something he doesn't even understand.

If he is there, he will not let anyone hurt his junior sister.

Even if he couldn't resist, he would desperately let her survive.

How could... die young!

"Or, did I protect her, Master."

His voice was very soft, as if talking to himself.

He remembered Xing Jiuan’s attitude towards him before, so alienated...

The master was silent for a while and did not answer this question.

"Your uncle and I will always pay attention to this matter, and you shouldn't think too much lately."

Mu Qing stared at Master's eyes for a while, and her heart slowly cooled down, "...Okay."

"It's late, go back and rest, don't think about it anymore."

"...Master, you also have to rest early."

"Well, go back."

Mu Qing returned to the room, slowly recalling in his mind Xing Jiu'an from that day to the present all the abnormal, sleepless all night.

Xing Jiuan received the call early in the morning, and she hurried out without even having breakfast.

"What's the matter?" Xing Jiu'an walked in, someone helped her open the door, and then closed the door when she came in.

"Boss, this guy suddenly vomited blood. I let the doctor see it. I didn't see anything wrong, but his body just started to decline."

While talking, the young man led Xing Jiu'an.

"In the past few days, he has become more and more weird with the naked eye, and the spots on his face have become more and more. The skin on his body is as if there is no flesh inside..." Just describing it, the young man couldn't help frowning.

Xing Jiu'an was still wondering that it was just such a short time, how could it change so fast, but when she saw it, her eyes couldn't help but be full of shock.

The person in front of you can hardly be called a person.

His face was dry and thin, with bluish spots, his lips were bluish, and his eyes were chaotic.

The exposed skin is indeed as the young man said, as if there is no flesh and blood in it.

"Boss, you said he wouldn't be silly." The young man said from the side, "Boss, I'm afraid, you protect me."

Xing Jiuan glanced at him and said nothing.

"Boss, he is really the scariest person I have ever seen!"