Chapter 8

When the temperature of a pretty face dropped to the lowest, Mu Jiutian stepped forward and directly grasped mu manyun's arm and dragged her to the ashes.

"Apologize to my mom."

"What did you say?"

Mu manyun screamed, his unbelievable eyes widened: "you asked me to apologize to this short-lived ghost, what do you think?"

A little heavy footsteps sounded not far away, mu manyun's eyes turned, immediately pushed Mu Jiutian back heavily, and he also fell in the opposite direction.

Crying voice appeared again: "sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, ah..."

As soon as Mu Xiaodong entered the door, he saw Mu Jiutian push mu manyun down in front of the ground. Mu manyun's forehead was heavily knocked on the corner of the table, exuding some blood.

He quickly held her in his arms, cold voice heavily hit: "evil girl, you see what you do, your sister is just upset things, can't you calm down?"

It's just a knock over.

The accumulation of all emotions almost made mujiutian collapse, and a sticky touch came from her palm: "what she knocked over is my mother's urn. How do you make me calm down?"

"Since you can say that, I'll send someone to dig Mu's ancestral grave one day, and I'll tell you gently."

Heavy breathing, Mu wine sweet soft voice has been hoarse to uncontrollable degree: "calm down, I'm just digging your ancestral grave."

An analogy, but let Mu Xiaodong angry: "Mu wine sweet." Yelling her name: "if you didn't always aim at manyun, not so insidious, would you have the ending now? At the end of the day, it's your fault. "

"Do it yourself?"

Mujiutian trembled all over, and her red lips curled up in despair and Satire: "so Guo bishuang's suicide of jumping off a building in my mother's anger is my own suffering. I'm the one who cheated in your marriage. My illegitimate daughter is only one year younger than me, even more so?"

Without looking at it, the things on hand fell directly at Mu Xiaodong's feet, and the sound of "touch" was like the explosion of Mu Jiutian's mood.

"Let mu manyun apologize to my mother, or I'll let her understand what it means to suffer."

"Dad." Tears like broken beads, mu manyun crying pear with rain: "I really hurt, my arm is not broken by my sister? Am I going to be disabled? "

Smell speech, Mu Xiaodong instant nervous up, carefully moved mu manyun's arm, but in exchange for more intense crying.

"Broken arm?"

Mu wine sweet cool thin eyes cast in the past: "continue to install."

"Housekeeper, call the doctor."

Mu Xiaodong did not care to scold Mu Jiutian. He was gloomy and concerned.

However, for mujiutian, this is like a joke.

Striding forward, she grasped mu manyun's arm, in exchange for each other's frightened eyes: "what do you want to do?"

"Nothing." At the bottom of the eyes, there was an undisguised sneer, and a sweet and cool mouth: "didn't you say your arm was broken? I make your dream come true

Clench the last four words, accompanied by the sound of crack.

There is also mu manyun's piercing and heartbreaking scream.

The next second, mu manyun breath did not come up, eyes turned directly fainted.

Mu Jiutian drags mu manyun's clothes and slowly wipes his fingers. His delicate chin is slightly raised, and his proud eyes sweep Mu Xiaodong. He does not hide his strong irony: "my dear father, do you see clearly?"

Mu Xiaodong had a moment of absence: "what?"

"It's like a real crack."

Long hair randomly spread behind, Mu wine sweet and cool face spread a layer of smile, with deep pride and contempt.

For a moment, it was disgusting.

Mu Xiaodong's pupils shrank suddenly. As soon as he was ready to say something, the housekeeper ran up from the downstairs in a panic. He didn't catch his breath: "Sir, sir, Mr. Gu is here."

"What?"

Eyes slightly complex glanced at Mu Jiutian: "this is your last move?"

No one paid attention to him. Mu Xiaodong looked down at mu manyun, who was in a coma. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said faintly: "send the second lady back to her room and find a doctor to take care of her."

The housekeeper said "yes" and watched Mu Xiaodong walk downstairs.

Turn Mou to come back, then see Mu wine sweet squat down body go, slowly will scatter a ground of ashes to pack up again to the ashes box.The housekeeper stood on one side and waited for a while. He was impatient. He called in a low voice: "Miss, sir is still downstairs..."

"Shut up."

Cold with evil, scared housekeeper immediately no longer words.

Put everything away, mujiutian just got up. It took a long time, but no one dared to urge her.

Holding the urn downstairs, without warning into a pair of black eyes.

"Mr. Gu, this idea is good for you and me..."

Mu Xiaodong lobbied, but Gu Shaoqing didn't pay any attention. Her cold eyes softened, her black shirt was a little more casual, and her well-defined palm spread up: "are you down?"

"Well."

Soft voice did not just hoarse, mujiutian put his hand in his heart, slightly tired: "let's go back, I'm tired."

"Good." When the big palm was fastened, Gu Shaoqing's eyes fell on Mu Jiutian's face for a moment, his warm eyebrows frowned, and his black eyes darkened: "have you cried?"

Holding cool fingers touched the corner of her eyes, high nose as in the past gentle: "is bullied again?"

"It's all a misunderstanding between children."

Mu Xiaodong quickly explained: "Jiutian is just having a tantrum with manyun. I've punished manyun and didn't let Jiutian be wronged."

"Is it?" There was no temperature in his deep smile. Gu Shaoqing's very unhappy eyes seemed to be swept away: "my people will be wronged once they see you. I'm afraid they can't come to such a place in the future."

"No way." Mu Xiaodong appeared a little flustered: "such things will not happen in the future."

Pause: "and the thing I mentioned to you."

Gu Shaoqing narrowed her eyes. As if she didn't hear him, she hugged the tight body of Mu Jiutian to her arms. She said with a smile: "let's go."

No one dares to stop him.

The light of the porch is bright, mujiutian stops, does not look back, voice exudes low smile: "Mr. mu, I took my mother's ashes away, do you have any opinion?"

Half a minute's silence was hidden in the air, and finally a faint response came from behind: "no problem."

Bentley slowly out of the villa, Mu Jiutian sitting in the back seat, looking out of the window constantly retreating scenery, brain inexplicable emergence of mother decided to jump downstairs scene.

The last glance at her was apologetic and complicated.

Maybe, the person my mother loves most in her life is not her, but