If she was still thinking about luck in the past, then today she finally fully understands Murong Cheng's brutal tyranny!

She can't afford to provoke this man, if she continues, her end may be even more tragic than that faceless corpse on the ground!

"Murong Cheng, Murong Cheng...can you let me go?" Mu Zi begged bitterly, almost letting go of all her dignity to beg him, "I'm your sister, I just want to go to school, get into a good school, Live well, please don't treat me like this..."

"Zizi, you're just scared." Murong Cheng was considerate of her, and gently stroked her back, "Today was an accident, no one can kill me, and no one can hurt you."

Mu Zi felt that Murong Cheng was too arrogant.

This kind of assassination, life and death are in the blink of an eye, he is so sure that no one can kill him, so arrogant!

Maybe next time, she will be killed by an inexplicable sniper with him.

Thinking of her own situation, Mu Zi was heartbroken and her voice choked up, "Why must it be me? You have so many women, isn't it enough? Murong Cheng, you can't even bully your own sister!"

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, and persuaded her sincerely: "Brother, I am your sister, please let me go... Although I am an adopted daughter in name, who can guarantee that we are not related by blood? Look at us They actually look a bit alike..."

Murong Cheng laughed loudly, "My little darling, this is called husband and wife portrait."

He smiled, pinched Mu Zi's face affectionately, and said: "Even if there is a blood relationship, my brother can't bear to part with you, Zi Zi, you are so cute."

Seeing that no matter what he couldn't convince him, Mu Zi finally burst into tears, "Murong Cheng! You bastard! You pervert!"

Murong Cheng put his arms around her and coaxed her in a low voice: "Okay, I'm an asshole, I'm a pervert. Zizi, even if I am a pervert, it is because of you that I am a pervert. Be good, and I will love you in the future."

Mu Zi sobbed with tears: "I don't care for your pain! I don't want to be with you!..."

However, Murong Cheng seemed determined, no matter how much she cried, she never let go of her promise.

He hugged her tightly all the time, patiently wiped her tears over and over again, patted her on the back, and performed the tenderness to the extreme.

Mu Zi was tired from crying and fell asleep in Murong Cheng's arms.

The cheeks washed by tears were stained with blood, dirty like a little tabby cat.

Looking at her sleeping face peacefully like a child, Murong Cheng felt at ease, but also felt a little heavy for no reason...

He lowered his head and kissed the tears in the corner of her eyes, and a dull sigh escaped from his lips.

The woman he loves doesn't love him, which is undoubtedly depressing, especially...he doesn't know how to get her love.

Or maybe he knew it, but didn't bother to do it.

Because he used to despise Mu Zening's humble figure and vulgar show of love when he pursued her.

Murong Cheng couldn't do that.

But so what?

She is already his, completely belongs to him alone, right now, at this moment, right now, she is in his arms!

Thinking of this, Murong Cheng subconsciously tightened his arms around Mu Zi.

No matter how reluctant she was, she couldn't leave him!

...But, will she fall in love with someone else?

Like Mu Zening?

She agreed to Mu Zening's marriage proposal, perhaps in her heart, Mu Zening is different.

Thinking of this, Murong Cheng's eyes were filled with gloom, and he began to regret that he didn't decisively get rid of Mu Zening back then.

Will she fall in love with Mu Zening again?

This question lingered in Murong Cheng's mind, he had no confidence in himself.

Mu Zi thought he was arrogant, but in fact, in front of her, his heart was already extremely humble.

Humble to the dust.

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