Chapter 515

"Ha ha ha, silly girl, what are you doing with me. If you and I get to know each other, it's fate. "

Standing outside the room, Murong Hanxiao took out the room card, opened the door, a show of hands, "brother Xuan, hard you, come in and sit for a while!"

With that, she went into the room.

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, took a step, calmly walked in.

After entering the room, Murong Hanxiao closed the door, regardless of everything, rushed into Lin Xuan's arms, hands tightly around him.

Lin Xuan's body is stiff and clubbed there. Obviously, he is unprepared for the sudden embrace of Murong Hanxiao.

It has already been said that in his heart, when Murong Hanxiao is a sister.

"Hanxiao, don't do this..."

Murong Hanxiao whispered swallows, choking, but also revealed a strong sense of affection, "brother Xuan, since you helped me and saved me in the Beijing Conservatory of music five years ago, my heart has already belonged to you."

Lin Xuan listened to her weeping sweet words, blood flow, straight to the top of his head, but in his mind, only the sound and appearance of Qin poetry, every smile, are the shadow of Qin poetry.

"Hanxiao, I have said that my heart only belongs to the only one poetry, no one can replace it, I will not do anything sorry for her, please respect yourself!" He pushed away Murong Hanxiao and turned around to leave.

"Brother Xuan!"

Murong Hanxiao quickly stepped forward and pulled Lin Xuan, "I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions..."

Lin Xuan slightly side face, whispered: "you good rest, ready for the evening concert."

With that, he took his hand back and went straight to the door.

"Brother Xuan, you're going to see my concert, right?" In Murong Hanxiao's despairing eyes, she forcibly accepts the tears.

"Don't worry, I promise you, I will go."

After that, Lin Xuan did not return to leave the Half Moon Lake Hotel.

Murong Hanxiao lost his soul, sat on the edge of the bed, silent tears, melting her makeup, even if there is no Rouge powder, plain face, she is still so white than snow, looks like a fairy.

In terms of appearance, she is stunning, and in terms of talent, she tops the music world.

"Why? Brother Xuan, in your heart, if you resist me so much, am I really inferior to Qin poetry? "

Ji Qingyuan deals with Chen Qian's affairs and enters the suite of Murong Hanxiao.

"Murong, are you interested in Lin Xuan?"

She asked.

Murong Hanxiao took a deep breath, wiped the tears on his cheek, squeezed out a proud smile, and looked at Ji Qingyuan, "I'm ok."

Ji Qingyuan frowned slightly and said, "Murong, you have great musical attainments and excellent talent. This is your opportunity. You should distinguish which is more important. What's more, I have told you that Lin Xuan belongs to Ji family of sandalwood zither family sooner or later... "

Murong Hanxiao's face suddenly changed, dim look, and became a bit gloomy. Looking at Ji Qingyuan, "do you mean Ji Wan'er?"

"Yes, Lin Xuan's energy is the best choice for the restoration of our sandalwood guzheng family. You've also seen the power of Wan'er. Once she identifies with the person, she never fails. " Ji Qingyuan's eyes were streaked with an imperceptible ferocity.

Murong Hanxiao smile, sweet smile, but mixed with sad, "Ji Qingyuan, I tell you, although I sign your brokerage company, but, does not mean, I will be ignorant of conscience, for you to do bad things."

"What's more, Ji Wan'er underestimates brother Xuan too much. She can't replace Qin's poetry with her beauty."

Ji Qingyuan laughed and said, "Murong, have you been with me for a long time? Do you really think Lin Xuan has a choice? "

"Qin poetry? Well, in my opinion, she is a dead man. You say, if she died, will Lin Xuan still have a faithful love with a dead man? "

"Ji Qing Yuan!"

Murong Hanxiao almost roared out, "if you dare to hurt brother Xuan, I'd rather bury my future, and will never allow you to succeed in your treacherous scheme."

Ji Qingyuan walked slowly to Murong Hanxiao, raised his hand, gently patted Murong Hanxiao on the shoulder, squatted down slightly, almost attached to Murong Hanxiao's ear, "you can rest assured, you are my money tree. If you have no choice, I will not burn all the jade and stone like this. As long as you are obedient, I will not hurt Lin Xuan, and Qin poetry

Murong Hanxiao seems to be trading with a demon. Her heart trembles slightly, so she has to press down her anger. Her face is dignified. "You'd better remember what you just said..."

"I'm tired and want to rest. You go out!"

In her cold eyes, she was disgusted and disgusted with Ji Qingyuan, and yelled.

Ji Qingyuan shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands, "don't forget, the concert in the evening should be performed well, and don't let me down. Ha ha ha... "

She roared with laughter and walked out of Murong Hanxiao's room with her hands on her back.

In the heart, the tears fell to the ground."Brother Xuan, this time, I come to you, I'm afraid it's brought disaster to you."

"Cough, cough..."

A burst of coughing, she hurriedly from the napkin box at the head of the bed, took out several paper towels and covered her mouth.

When you remove the paper towel, your lips are full of red blood, but on the paper towel, it is dark blood and gives off a special odor.

She frowned, got up in a hurry, ran into the bathroom, threw away the bloody tissue, turned on the tap, held the water, and kept washing her face and lips, giving out a bout of nausea and vomiting

She was nearly mad, waving her hands, patting the basin, splashing the spray down.

In the mirror on the wall, it is no longer the fresh and refined civilian school flower that is beautiful as a fairy, and is no longer a popular singer who is sought after by people.

And it's more like a pathetic being driven into 18 levels of hell.

Do you want to tell brother Xuan?

She was controlled by Ji Qingyuan. She knew that this kind of vomit coughs up stinky black blood water, which was poisoned by Ji Qingyuan.

She is like a marionette, controlled by Ji Qingyuan with witchcraft, unable to get rid of the shackles of fate.

Therefore, no matter what Ji Qingyuan does, she can not disobey.

Even Ji Qingyuan told her that in order to recover the glory of the family, Lin Xuan was the talent he had to get.

At present, Ji Waner is trying to destroy the relationship between Lin Xuan and Qin poetry.

When Ji Qingyuan knew that Murong Hanxiao had affection for Lin Xuan, she was more likely to find a new way, perhaps through Murong Hanxiao, it was another better choice.

Nowadays, the poisonous insects under Ji Qing Yuan are becoming more and more serious. If you disobey Ji Qing Yuan, there is only one way to die.

He doesn't care about his life and death, but he can't let Ji Qingyuan hurt Lin Xuan.

In Lin Xuan's heart, Qin's poetry is irreplaceable, and in Murong Hanxiao's heart, Lin Xuan is also irreplaceable and unique. This may be her destiny

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