Madam Dihao is not good

Tie. "

Chanel whispered: "Do you really not mind?"

Mu Xicheng stared at her: "It's a lie to say that it doesn't matter. Of course I would mind, suffer, and be jealous. Even if it's compensation for your sister, it's the retribution for hurting you four years ago. "

He smiled lightly: "Now, you have hurt me too. In the past four years, there has not been a day when I was not hurt."

Chanel's heart throbbed violently. [

"I always thought I was going to die from injuries...fortunately, I made it through."

Mu Xicheng took her hand: "I remember you said that victory is reserved for those who 'persevere'. I will never give up on you."

So, he finally waited for this day, didn't he?

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In the morning, Chanel woke up to the vibrating sound of her mobile phone.

She didn't know how long and how much she talked with Mu Xicheng last night.

Confused, she fell asleep in his car...

After talking with him, she finally felt much better, and she looked away.She found that she was like a snail that likes to drill its horns, crawling around and still circling in place.

The pain from four years ago has actually been healed by time, why is she so reluctant to let go?

Maybe it's because of her extreme personality, which is one of the reasons why mom and Mu Xicheng hid it from her!

If I had told her at the time, she might have hated her mother, not necessarily...

Now, Chanel sleeps in her room, under a warm blanket.She was carried up by Mu Xicheng in the middle of the night, and placed on the small bed with her own hands.

But she couldn't quite remember what happened last night, and everything seemed to be just a nightmare of hers.

The phone is still vibrating...

In a daze, Xia Naier reached out to touch the phone, opened her sleepy eyes and saw that it was Su Shijie calling.

She should have slept next to Su Shijie's pillow as usual when she woke up?

How could she be in her own home?

Chanel frowned, and slowly began to recall what happened yesterday, her brain ached!

She pressed her forehead, not letting herself think about it, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Hello?"

"Why are you still sleeping?" Su Shijie's deep voice came.

"Now... what time is it?" Chanel nestled in the warm blanket, not wanting to move, when the sound of her mother cooking came from outside.

"It's past 11 o'clock." Su Shi