My sister is the richest man

of Dream of Red Mansions, and after reading it, she went back to her bedroom and fell asleep.

And in Quyang’s room.

Don’t look at his chic way of closing the door, in fact, he has been waiting for his sister to knock on the door. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

Qu Yang wondered, “Sister isn’t angry anymore? No, she must still be angry, but she managed to control her anger very well.”

Thinking of this, Qu Yang couldn’t help admiring secretly, he felt that few people can reach the height of his sister in terms of raising energy.

Qu Yang sat back in front of the computer and started to update those few novels until late at night. After saving a lot of manuscripts, Qu Yang fell into a deep sleep.

He is asleep, but some people can’t sleep.

When some people get angry, they can’t sleep at all if they don’t take revenge, such as Mu Hua.

——Not everyone has the mentality of Qu Nishang.

In a luxurious hall.

Mu Hua sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, the thumb of his right hand was tightly wrapped, and the smell of potion came out from the white gauze.

Mu Hua hates this smell, because as long as he smells it, it means that he is hurt.

Opposite him, sat a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to him.

“Dad! I must avenge this revenge! He ate my 10 million yuan! He also broke my thumb! Up to now, there have been bursts of pain! These pains are like slaps, Every moment, they slapped my face! If I don’t take revenge, I won’t be able to sleep or eat well〃!”