Reborn Shadow Queen: Jun Shao's favorite

Chapter 251 Hate

Tang Limo was a little taller than Murong Chuan, so he naturally looked down at him, the coldness in his eyes made Murong Chuan shudder.

Gu Niannian looked at Murong Chuan's tense expression with some doubts: "Why? Is there anything in it that we can't see?"

"Of course not." The smile on Murong Chuan's face was a little stiff, and his breathing became a lot faster. He prevaricated in a panic: "This is a utility room. No one usually cleans it. There is too much dust. We still need to clean it." Let's see the next one!"

Gu Niannian turned her head and looked at Tang Limo's dignified expression, knowing that there must be something he wanted to check in this room, so she waved her hand deliberately: "That's nothing, we are not afraid of dust."

Murong Chuan's expression was a bit embarrassed, and he directly pulled Gu Niannian forward: "Let's not go, let's look at the next room."

Gu Niannian nodded, ran to Tang Limo's side, took his arm and gave him a wink: "In this case, let's stop looking at it, there shouldn't be much to see if there is so much dust."

Tang Limo didn't speak, and followed her to go forward, but Gu Niannian suddenly let out an exclamation, leaned to the side and wanted to fall.

He wanted to catch her body swiftly, but Gu Niannian grabbed her sleeve and hugged her. The two of them fell sideways uncontrollably, hitting the closed door.

Murong Chuan turned his head and saw this scene, and it was too late to stop him. He only heard a loud noise, and the door was forced open under the weight of two people.

The moment the door opened, Tang Limo instinctively turned around with Gu Niannian in his arms, fell on the door himself, and groaned.

Tang Limo stabilized his body and hugged Gu Niannian tightly in his arms without touching a single hair of her. He nodded and called to the little woman in his arms, his breath still a little unsteady: "Niannian, are you okay?" ?”

"I'm fine." Gu Niannian straightened up from his arms, glanced at the half-open door without any trace, and turned to look at Murong Chuan: "Murong Chuan, I'm really sorry, we didn't mean it."

Murong Chuan's whole body can be said to be frozen, trembling all over, he can even hear the sound of his own heartbeat, this is his mother's life!
Now, what should he do.

He shook his head mechanically, almost unable to speak clearly. Although Gu Niannian did it on purpose, she did not expect Murong Chuan's reaction to be like this, and she was at a loss for a while.

Tang Limo stood closest to the door, the curtains inside were tightly drawn and there was no light at all, no one could be seen in the dark room, but the strong smell of blood filled his nostrils almost instantly .

He took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to close the door, and walked up to Gu Niannian himself: "I'm really sorry, we really didn't mean it."

Murong Chuan was already sweating coldly on his forehead, and he didn't regain his sanity until the sound of the door closing reached his ears, as if waking up from a dream: "It's...it's okay, let's go down."

Tang Limo nodded, and pulled Gu Niannian to the front. Murong Chuan swallowed, turned his head and glanced at the closed door, his heartbeat still couldn't calm down.

Until they went to the living room and sat down, Murong Chuan was still in a daze, even Gu Niannian didn't know when they left.

The butler handed him a glass of water, looked at him a little unbearably, and comforted him: "Young master, the master said that he would not do that kind of thing, so don't worry about it." .”

Murong Chuan snorted coldly when he heard the words, with a bitter expression on his face: "Can't do it? Do you think there is anything he can't do now? My mother is his wife, but in the end it ended up like this."

As he spoke, the fear and resentment in his heart surged out all at once, and he couldn't restrain himself from shouting: "He is not worthy to be my father, he is just a beast!"

The butler immediately looked around in a panic, a little scared: "Young master, young master, you can't say that! If the master hears..."

"How do I hear it?" He was interrupted by a voice behind him before he finished speaking, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the butler's forehead, and he turned his head tremblingly: "Old...Master, the young master was also confused for a while, please don't worry about it." Get acquainted with him."

Murong Ao's face was still stained with blood, and he looked a little creepy now: "Housekeeper, let me ask you, who is the master of this family?"

"Of course it's you, my lord!"

Murong Ao suddenly raised his voice when he heard the words: "Then it's not your turn to teach me a lesson, go get my family law!"

The butler was taken aback, gave Murong Chuan a distressed look, and left helplessly.

Murong Chuan looked at the furious man in front of him, unexpectedly without fear, looked up at him calmly, his eyes were full of composure, as if he didn't care about everything: "Since you've heard it all, you can do whatever you want , there is only one condition, let my mother go."

Murong Ao slapped him in the face, the corners of Murong Chuan's mouth swelled up and blood flowed out, and Murong Ao's palm was a little painful: "You rebellious son, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Murong Chuan looked up at him, with unrepressed hatred in his eyes, the housekeeper handed the whip to Murong Ao's hand, he tightened his fingers, and whipped the whip on Murong Chuan without thinking: "I hate me so much!" Hahaha, what can you do then?"

As he spoke, he whipped Murong Chuan's weak body again: "Aren't you living on me like a parasite?"

The whip lifted from Murong Ao's hand, and landed on Murong Chuan's body again. He stood there stubbornly, lowered his head and clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound, allowing the man in front of him to do anything wrong.

Looking at him, Murong Ao rolled up his sleeves and pointed his whip at the ground: "Kneel down!"

Murong Chuan clenched his fists, for the first time he didn't obey Murong Ao, and stood there stubbornly as if he didn't hear.

Murong Ao looked at him and snorted disdainfully, with undisguised sarcasm in his eyes, he swiped the whip around the ground: "That sick woman in the hospital, do you still want her to live? Hmm?"

These words fell into Murong Chuan's ears. He closed his eyes in pain and raised his head to look into Murong Ao's eyes. The hatred inside was not concealed, and he almost wanted to cramp his bones.

Murong Ao clapped his hands: "That's the look in your eyes, hate me to your heart's content, the more you hate me, the more I will torture you!"

As he spoke, he swung the whip at Murong Chuan again.

(End of this chapter)