Chapter 433

"Luo Kun? Is it Luo Kun who came to the hospital to assassinate him? " Meng ran suddenly realized.

When Meng ran was in Linjiang Town, he received a phone call from Luo Kun. In the phone call, Luo Kun claimed that Meng ran had wiped out the dark strength he had left in mu'an, so he resented Meng ran and even more implicated in housekeeper Feng.

Now the woman inside mentions Luo Kun. So it seems that the man who left dark power in the body of old general Mu was Luo Kun, the young master of Luomen!

The truth of the matter is very likely that Meng ran wiped out the dark force left by Luo Kun. Luo Kun comes to the door and learns from mu'an that it is Meng ran who is struggling to break through the cold fog on the mountainside, so he uses housekeeper Feng to blackmail Meng ran!

With Meng Ran's thousands of years of experience and wisdom, almost in an instant, he has already guessed the truth!

"So it seems that the woman inside is probably a member of the Mu family. She is worried that Luo Kun will hate me and implicate the Mu family?"

Meng ran sighed, he did not want to be like this, more do not want to make trouble with Mu family.

Although Meng ran saved the old man's life, for this kind of powerful family, Meng Ran is an outsider after all. It is impossible for them to let outsiders implicate the whole family because of their own affection.

For the Mu master and Mu elegant character, Meng ran naturally believed, but the rest of the Mu family, Meng ran did not want to comment more.

"I hope it's not what I thought."

"Deng Deng Deng."

Meng ran tapped on the door, he did not choose to continue eavesdropping outside, he was afraid to hear some words he did not want to hear.

Meng Ya Ran is not willing to lose many friends since she was born again.

With the knock of the door, the haughty female voice in the door suddenly stops.

More heard a full of haggard voice sounded: "who?"

Meng ran was silent for two seconds and whispered: "elegant, it's me, Meng ran."

The only sound I heard was the sound of the teacup breaking.

More heard an incredible voice sounded: "Meng ran

The door then opened, four eyes relative, Meng ran just saw a pair of slightly red eyes, and then smell a burst of fragrant wind into the bosom.

"Meng ran Are you ok? You're really OK! Do you know I'm worried about you! You bad guy... "

Holding Meng Ran's Mu Qingya tightly, sobbing and choking, she seemed to have endless grievances, and beat Meng Ran's chest hard.

Meng ran was silent.

He is holding milk and fruit basket in his hand. If it is before hearing the beautiful woman's words in the room, Meng ran may put down his things and embrace Mu Qingya to comfort him.

But now, Meng Ran is already clear, Mu Qingya this action, will only make Mu home and their estrangement deeper.

Only because Meng Ran has already felt a trace of emotion on Mu Qingya's body.

In the last life, although Mu Qingya and Meng ran were good friends, Meng ran was sure that Mu Qingya had absolutely no feelings for himself.

In this life, even Meng ran didn't expect it. It was the crying that made Mu Qingya have a trace of affection for Meng ran

Instead of dispelling it, Mu Qingya got along with Meng ran several times, until Mu Qingya thought that Meng ran had died in Luo Kun's hands. Until today, she saw him again and broke out completely.

At the time of Meng Ran's complex mood, the sound of high-heeled shoes came. A beautiful woman with famous brand-name cosmetics on her face and a high-grade professional dress came over with a cold face.

Merciless reprimand way: "elegant! This is a sanatorium, and you are the daughter of the Mu family. How can you hug a person like this? What's the standard for you

General Meng is even more arrogant.

However, no one thought that in the face of Mu yuan's pulling, Mu Qingya was rebellious and even more obstinately called out: "I don't!"

Lying on the bed, Mu Laozi, after witnessing this scene, sighed a little, already understood what, but did not open his mouth.

As the third lady of the Mu family, she is also the chief director of the imperial entertainment. How dare anyone contradict this lady Mu yuan?

The middle-aged woman was angry, aiming at Mu Qingya haggard white cheek, slapped hard under.

Seeing is about to fan to Mu Qingya's face, a white palm is holding it tightly and can't move.

I heard a cold, palpitating voice:

"enough."