Adorable wife and sultry: Zhan Qiye, don't be too bad

Chapter 433 Zhan Yichen, You Respect Yourself

Doctor Hua never expected that Qiao Mumu's hatred and killing intent would be so strong, let alone that his persuasion was not only useless, but stimulated her instead.

"Girl, you have to remember that you have troubles inside and powerful enemies outside, and there are many people who want to seize power. Do you really want to take revenge and cause those troubles?"

"That's not trouble, but the hatred planted in the blood. Master, I know what you mean. I'm not a three-year-old child. Of course, if you want revenge, you have to have the right first." Qiao Mumu sneered, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "I will do."

Even if it takes her whole life, she will do it.

"It's been two days since the Pavilion Master, you're leaving Fufeng now, and you won't even see him for the last time!"

Doctor Hua yelled out, afraid that Qiao Mumu would really leave at this time.

Qiao Mumu straightened his clothes, with a cold demeanor and a cold tone: "I won't leave."

With her head held high and her chin raised slightly, like a queen, she stepped out of Lihualuo with steady and resolute steps.

Miracle doctor Hua just confronted her and felt a chill down his back.

When had he seen such a cold and domineering side of this girl?
Did the words of the pavilion master and the battle seat really irritate her that day?
Qiao Mumu stayed by Nangong Jiangzhi's side non-stop, and she suppressed all external affairs to keep Nangong Jiangzhi from knowing.

She accompanied Nangong Jiangzhi to look at Feixue's photos, looked at her mother's childhood photos, and listened to him talking about the past. Every story was wonderful, and she remembered it with her heart and dared not forget it.

"Young master, this is a newly selected guard. According to the number, it has been arranged. Fifteen, come here."

A figure slowly moved forward and stood still.

His whole body was stern and cold, even wearing a mask, he still gave off a chilling feeling.

No doubt, this is someone picked from hell.

On the fifth day of the lunar new year, he said solemnly: "This is the best player in this period, and also the one with the highest IQ test. Young master, do you want to stay?"

Since Qiao Mumu was about to inherit the position of Pavilion Master of Sansheng Pavilion, people around her began to call her Young Master, but Chu Qi was stubborn and refused to change his name.

"fifteen?"

Qiao Mumu narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, they are all by number."

Qiao Mumu knew that once the person with this number died, fled, or disappeared, someone new would fill it up.

"Leave."

"Yes."

When Fifteen went down, Qiao Mumu caught a glimpse of his trembling fingers from the corner of his eye.

The corner of her mouth raised an indifferent and mocking arc, which took a long time to retract.

In the middle of the night, Qiao Mumu came out to blow some air while Nangong Jiangzhi was asleep.

"Do you know why I told you to follow?"

Behind Qiao Mumu, followed by a masked man in black.

He just followed Qiao Mumu silently, and Qiao Mumu could clearly feel his presence.

This is a man who cannot be ignored. There are too many secrets and strangeness in him.

Qiao Mumu's voice was extremely cold, without the slightest emotion, it was frighteningly cold.

"This subordinate doesn't know." After a long silence, the man only said four words.

Hearing the man's hoarse voice, Qiao Mumu raised his eyebrows, "I really don't know?"

The man did not speak.

Qiao Mumu continued to walk a few steps forward, until there was no one around, she sneered, "Come in front of me."

The man walked in front of her steadily, while Qiao Mumu suddenly took out a shiny dagger from his waist and pressed it against the man's chest.

"Zhan Yichen, long time no see."

Her voice was as gentle as water, but without any emotion or warmth.

Like the dagger in her hand.

The Yi Rongyan under the mask couldn't conceal his panic and surprise, and there was a bit of uneasiness in his eyes that he didn't dare to face.

"Play the same trick twice, do you think it's your plan, or I, Nangong Mumu, who is stupid?"

Her words, every word was like a knife, piercing the man's heart.

"You came to Fufeng alone, and came to my Sansheng Pavilion headquarters. It seems that you are really not afraid of death. Tell me, if I kill you and dispose of your body quietly, will anyone find out?"

He raised his hand, tore off the mask, and tore off the fake skin on his face, revealing his enchanting and handsome face.

Looking down at her, his eyes were gentle and guilty.

Qiao Mumu's heart twitched, she avoided the man's gaze, and said coldly: "As you can see, my grandpa is dying soon, and I will soon be the master of this big Fufeng. I want to kill people, it's easy."

"You won't. You will always be that kind Mu'er."

"I'm not!" Qiao Mumu gritted his teeth, "Qiao Mumu is already dead, and standing in front of you is Nangong Mumu, the young master of Sansheng Pavilion. Zhan Yichen, I'm glad I used Wangyoucao I am glad that I have forgotten the pain of being hurt by you. Looking at you like this now, I just feel that my heart is full of hatred. Whether it is your personal enmity, or the account of Sanshengge and Zhanjia, sooner or later we will never die .”

——Sooner or later we all have a day of immortality.

He narrowed his deep eyes, "So you know everything, but you will never look back, right?"

"Looking at those things in the past, do you know which two words I thought of?"

Zhan Yichen clenched his fists tightly, hiding the cold sweat in his palms, he didn't dare to think about it.

Her indifference and determination, her indifference and hatred can easily destroy his self-confidence.

Qiao Mumu pretended not to see the hurt look in his eyes, and pressed the dagger gently on his chest until his brows were slightly furrowed, then Qiao Mumu said: "Grandpa is seriously ill, I don't want to cause trouble for him at this time." I'm worried, but Zhan Yichen, I'm warning you, if you dare to sneak into my Sansheng Pavilion again, next time, this dagger will be directly inserted into your heart."

"I, Nangong Mumu, will do what I say!"

"Don't think that I will think of your goodness, remember those things in the past, if you forget something, you will forget it, whether it is good or bad, or hurt."

Zhan Yichen's body shook for a while, he didn't feel any pain when the sharp weapon pierced his skin, but now he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Qiao Mumu was about to take back the dagger, but he suddenly held the dagger recklessly, the sharp blade cut his palm, blood dripped on the ground, and the bright and coquettish scene hurt Qiao Mumu's eyes.

"what are you doing?"

"Don't even give me a chance to make up for it?" He asked stubbornly.

"I know you have forgotten the past, but you know what happened to us. Sometimes the memory is far less than the resonance and fit between two people, isn't it? We can have new memories, we can..."

"Start again?" Qiao Mumu interrupted him, and said coldly, "Impossible! We are enemies, destined enemies!"

"Mu'er!"

"Zhan Yichen, you respect yourself!"

He didn't know that when he called her Mu'er, something in her head wanted to break through the thick barrier, and the violent outburst made her unable to control her reasoning.

Reason is more important than any past tense feelings.

(End of this chapter)