"Oh," jingchengrui nodded thoughtfully, stopped and asked with concern, "little bamboo, how's your aunt?"

"Not bad, thank you." Muqingzhu said in a low voice.

"That's good." Jing Chengrui's eyebrows and eyes are all smiling, "I'll go to see her some other day."

"No, thank you." Mu Qingzhu lowered his head and thought that if he wanted to go, he might not be able to go. That bastard Ruan Hanyu sent many people to stand guard on the eighth floor. If Jing Chengrui wanted to go, he would not be admitted to the ward.

"Little bamboo, after so many months, you are still the same as before. You don't cherish yourself and don't know how to cherish your body." Jing Chengrui suddenly sighed, said pitifully, and touched her head with his hand.

Lunar winter night, surprisingly cold, only stay outside for a while, Mu Qingzhu suddenly feel whole body ice to the bone, can't help shaking.

"Little bamboo, is it cold?" Jing Chengrui soon felt her shaking and stopped in front of her, blocking the cold wind.

The cold wind blew off the snow on the branches, and a string of snowflakes fell off with a "squeak" sound, just hitting Mu Qingzhu's head.

Snow along the top of the head of the hair slide into the neck, Mu Qingzhu necked, cold shaking rope.

"It seems that your body has not been well, or so empty, afraid of cold." Jing Chengrui looks at her with pity and reaches out his hand to brush the snow off her head. Mu Qingzhu feels that his hands and feet are freezing numb, but he can't even see the heat he breathes.

She reached for the snowflake in her neck and just threw it away.

The hand was held by Jing Chengrui's hand.

"This hand is really cold." Jing Chengrui's warm hands knead her cold hands and tried to warm her.

Mu Qingzhu looked at him in a dazed way.

All over the brain are those nights. In the night of hiding in Ruan Hanyu's arms, he hugged her, wrapped her with his coat, and wrapped her tightly. In his arms, his hot chest warmed her. At that time, she didn't feel cold and warm at all.

And that night seems to be much colder than today.

Now she is so cold, even though she is wearing a coat, the bone chilling still surrounds her, from head to foot.

She gazed at the night sky with no focus.

The tears flowed out involuntarily.

It hurts in my heart.

Jing Chengrui looks at her eyes, gradually stained with doubt and pity, black eyes looking at her, complex and inexplicable.

She cried in front of him, but not for him!

A little sour and astringent rose in my heart.

If her tears are for him, he will poke her into his arms and give her the supreme favor. Unfortunately, she is not.

I can't understand her pain, but my heart still vibrates with her tears.

"What's the matter? Little bamboo He asked uneasily, reaching over and stroking the tears from her face.

Muqingzhu stood still, unconscious.

"Little bamboo..." Jing Chengrui called her again.

"Ah..." Mu Qingzhu finally wakes up. The focus of his eyes is on Jing Chengrui's worried eyes.

"You, are you all right?" Jing Chengrui asked with concern.

"It's OK, brother Rui. I'm just a little sick. I want to go home first. Let's get in touch when we get there. When you come to city a, I should take care of Xian Chen for you. I'll call you when I have time." She looks back, smiles, and has a heavy nasal voice.

"Do you still live in Ruan's residence?" He looked at her and asked seriously.

"Well." Mu Qingzhu nodded, very calm, "brother Rui, if you have anything, come to Ruan's residence to find me."

Go to Ruan's residence to find her? Jing Chengrui stares at her as if he doesn't believe her. She seems to want to hear her through. Is she really willing to go to Ruan's residence to find her?

"Is he all right with you?" After pondering for a while, he finally asked.

Mu Qingzhu looked at the ground and knew who he was referring to.

She laughed, avoided the topic, seemingly casual answer: "Ruan's residence has my inheritance, I stay there has nothing to do with him."

After finishing this sentence, I felt even more chilly. My stomach was distended. My stomach was empty, but I couldn't eat anything. I just wanted to go home and sleep.

Jing Chengrui's eyes are deeper and deeper. Mu Qingzhu doesn't answer his words, which makes his premonition more real. His heart is full of deep thoughts.

Why does this woman have to be so stubborn? Is it really just for her father's death that she stays in Ruan's residence?

"OK, I'll see you off." Her face is more and more pale, and her whole body is shaking. Jing Chengrui is very worried. He quickly agrees and insists on seeing her off.

"Don't bother, really." Mu Qingzhu refused, shaking his head.

"No, you can't drive like this. Let me give you a ride. Don't worry me too much." Jing Chengrui is very stubborn this time, but mu Qingzhu's face looks so terrible that he seems to fall down at any time.However, Mu Qingzhu could only agree.

Sitting in the expensive Rolls Royce, the car's heating is very full, surrounded by warmth, and it takes a long time to slow down.

She was lying on the soft back row with her eyes slightly closed and didn't speak any more.

Jing Chengrui didn't speak any more, and his mind was deep.

The car stopped in front of Ruan's residence.

"Thank you, regor." Muqingzhu thanks, walks down, stands outside again, shakes his hand to jingchengrui in the window, and then turns around and walks in.

Sitting in the car, Jing Chengrui saw her figure disappear in the dark depth of Ruan's residence, silent. The light in her eyes was dark and deep, and the meaning was not clear.

As soon as Mu Qingzhu stepped into the living room of Cuixiang garden, he looked down at the sofa, which was empty.

He went up to the second floor and asked the two Bao Biao, "have you sent the young master back?"

"Miss, the young master has returned to the bedroom on the first floor." In a low voice.

"Yes, thank you." Mu Qingzhu nodded and wanted to ask him how he was. He felt that he cared too much and went straight to the bedroom.

After a deep night's sleep, it seems that I can always hear the cry of the baby in my dream. My heart is restless and restless. When I wake up the next day, I am still in a trance.

"Sister Qingzhu, where did you go last night? I didn't see you back so late." Just after washing, Zhang Wanxin came in full of spirit and asked.

When Mu Qingzhu raised her eyes, she saw that her cheeks were red and charming. At first glance, she looked like a little girl in love. She thought of yesterday afternoon and frowned.

"WAN Xin, can I ask you a question?" After pondering for a long time, Mu Qingzhu spoke seriously.

"What's the problem?" Perhaps frightened by the seriousness of Mu Qingzhu's tone, Zhang Wanxin raises Danfeng's eyes and looks at her curiously. The smile on her small face disappears completely.

"Do you like Ruan Jiajun?" Mu Qingzhu looked at her and inquired.

"I don't know." Zhang Wanxin obviously didn't expect that Mu Qingzhu would ask about this topic in the early morning. His face was flushed and embarrassed.

Does she like Ruan Jiajun?

She thought she should like it!

When she was very young, she used to walk around Ruan's residence. At that time, she often ran behind Ruan Jiajun's buttocks. Many years ago, she knew that Ruan and her father had betrothed her to Ruan Jiajun. At that time, she would have more complex feelings when she saw Ruan Jiajun, and her eyes were different when she saw him.

"I'm his fiancee." She blushed and replied softly.

"I know. Do you like him and love him?" As a woman, Mu Qingzhu soon understood her thoughts. She couldn't help feeling a pang of sadness, but she still wanted to hear her heart and verify her feelings.

"It should be." Zhang Wan's heart flushed and nodded. There was still some confusion in his mind.

Mu Qingzhu suddenly felt a heartache.

"Does Ruan Jiajun like you?" She asked again, deeply.

"This..." Zhang Wanxin raised his confused face and looked straight at Mu Qingzhu. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Ruan Jiajun is actually very good to her, as long as she wants anything, will satisfy her, but Ruan Jiajun love her, she really never thought.

And Ruan Jiajun's mind is very deep. She can't guess it. The more she can't guess it, the more curious she will be. In this way, as long as she sees him, her heart will jump very fast. This kind of feeling makes her unforgettable. It should be related to love!

Zhang Wanxin understood this way.

"WAN Xin, you are still young. You will understand many things gradually. Remember not to be too persistent and too determined to do anything." Mu Qingzhu sighed, gently told the way, thinking of their own situation, the heart is very sad.

Zhang Wanxin didn't understand the meaning of Mu Qingzhu. He nodded and looked at her, as if thinking about the meaning of her words.

Muqingzhu said nothing more. After all, everyone's life will be different.

What's more, Ruan Jiajun's current situation, Zhang Wanxin still doesn't know. He really doesn't want her to be hurt, but he doesn't care for herself now.

International triumphal mansion 88 floor office.

Ruan Hanyu stroked his temple with his hand, but his head was still aching.

Last night, accompanied by the evening Chen wind unexpectedly drunk, when I wake up, I am sleeping in the bedroom on the first floor of Ruan's residence.

After closing the company in recent years, there are a lot of things in the company, and after Mu Qingzhu resigned, he was even more busy piling up together.

This woman, without his consent, resigned. Because of Qiao Anrou's pregnancy, she thought that he had betrayed their love and opposed him everywhere. It really gave him a headache.

And the key is that he still cares about her, thinks about her, and is reluctant to fight with her, for fear that she will be sad, so he can only aggrieve himself.

After a busy morning, just lying on the sofa, Liancheng came in a hurry.

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