Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 433 Clear
Wen Muyang was startled suddenly, did Xia Xiangnuan die for him after hearing those rumors?
"Then just help to the end. Wouldn't marrying her be the best of both worlds?"

He shouldered his own responsibilities and helped Ding Fei, and the two were happy.

"I told you not to say such things again, didn't you hear clearly?" Wen Muyang's face was covered with haze.

"If you had such an awareness long ago, why would the young lady take the risk to save Ding Fei?" Shen Xirong picked on Wen Muyang's painful feet.

Wherever it hurts, he will poke there.

"If you listened to me and got rid of that woman early, how did you end up where you are today?"

Yes, he asked for all of this, and he deserved it.

But what should he do now?People are gone.

He regretted that it was too late.

Seeing Wen Muyang's gaffe, Shen Xirong turned his head away, "What do you want to do with that woman Ding Fei?"

"Don't mention her in front of me again!"

Wen Muyang looked gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

"She wants to see you."

"Let her go."

Never appear in front of him again.

Seeing her, he thought of Xia Xiangnuan, and he was afraid that he would strangle her to death.

"Got it." Shen Xirong decided to send her away by himself.

Since Wen Muyang really put her down, he would naturally not let her appear in front of him again.

Not only that, Shen Xirong also asked people to pack Xia Xiangnuan's things and planned to seal them up.

When the servant knocked Xia Xiangnuan's clothes into the box, Wen Muyang came back.

"What are you doing?" Wen Muyang looked gloomy, his pupils were as black as ink, like a bottomless abyss, exuding a ghostly aura.

The servant trembled with fright, lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

"I ask what you are doing?" Wen Muyang glanced at the big box on the ground, the chill on his face became deeper and deeper, and a murderous aura overflowed his body.

"Master Shen asked us to put away the young lady's things and move them to the next building."

The annex building next to it is used to store sundries, Wen Muyang looked dark, "Put the things back where they were."

"No, I'll let it go by myself, you all get out of here."

The servants didn't dare to delay, they all used their hands and feet to leave as quickly as possible.

Wen Muyang took out the clothes from the box and arranged them one by one according to their previous positions.

When Shen Xirong came in, what he saw was that he was carefully removing the fur balls on a coat.

When did Wen Muyang do such a thing?

Shen Xirong felt sour in his heart, "She won't come back again, what are you keeping these things for?"

"It's not suitable for you to come in here." Wen Muyang gently combed the clothes in his hands, but the words he said were sharper than the blade of a knife.

"Even if you keep it, it will get old."

The breath she left will dissipate little by little, and finally fly away in the air.

"What's more, when people are gone, what's the use of remembering?" These words are extremely cruel.

Wen Muyang's hand trembled heavily, and he almost couldn't hold the clothes in his hand.

"You don't have to remind me over and over again."

He just wanted to remember her, just wanted to give himself a little hope, so that he would not live in such pain, is this all right?
"Can you just let me be quiet?"

Shen Xirong sighed, "A moment of pain is better than a lifetime of pain."

He just wanted to help him cut off the rotten flesh near the wound, so that the wound would heal faster, it was better than him covering it all the time, letting the wound fester and fester.

(End of this chapter)