Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Mu Yunshen was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Tan Jing had told them before about the absurd farce of changing the cat for the prince. Now it seems that maybe all that the woman said was true.

In other words, before and after Qu Qingchen's plastic surgery, she had two times. One time, she became Tan Jing, replacing her name. She was in the entertainment industry, as if she had not committed the previous sin.

What about this time?

Is it because of her obsession with Tang Xiao that she becomes like this and conspires with others to capture him?

Thinking of this, mu Yunshen suddenly feels a little disgusted. He can't help but frown and quickly stretches out before Qu Qingchen sees it.

He forced himself to bear the smell of blood and sweetness in his throat, and said, "you answer my question first, and I'll tell you how I see it, OK?"

His condescending tone made her feel very flattered, and when he said this, his voice was very low, with a sexy echo like an acoustic guitar, just like the words between lovers.

Qu Qingchen looked at him in a daze, and a layer of girl like reddish rose quickly on his cheek, "yes... Uncle Gu helped me, and he also helped me with plastic surgery."

But she is not too stupid, in this state of floating did not forget to tell a lie, "other I don't know."

The implication is clear to Mu Yunshen.

She just wanted to say that it had nothing to do with her where the real Tang Xiao went, who he was taken away by, and what he would be like. She didn't know and didn't take part in it. In a word, she left herself clean.

It's really... Smart and vicious.

Mu Yun laughed deeply. "Is that right? Gu Beihua is really worried. If he wants to send you to me, just tell me directly. With the feelings of you and me over the years, how can I say it again..."

Qu Qingchen raised her chin, her eyes were hazy, her lips were slightly open, and Tang Xiao's pure and lovely face was just interpreted by her into a different kind of charming style, "brother Yunshen..."

She looked at the gentle man in front of her, full of complacency and affectation after success, waiting for him to say some kind words.

Then she leaned on his shoulder and told him that she had loved him in fear over the years, just like the plot she had imagined for countless times. They hugged each other tightly and their hearts were stuck together across the skin and flesh.

The next second, mu Yunshen slowly released her chin, turned to stand up, straight back, face is full of laughter, but the smile did not reach the bottom of the eye, "no matter how to say, I will see in the Mu family and Qu family so many years of friendship, reluctantly spare your life, but Gu Beihua is not necessarily."

The faint smile on his face gradually converged and disappeared with the words. Later, it completely turned into the fury of the coming mountain rain, and his dark eyes were full of black storms.

The blue veins on the back of his hand, I don't know when, have burst up. It seems that if he reaches out his hand again, he may hold her neck, and then watch her struggle, and die a little bit.

Qu Qingchen's expression can be called panic. She didn't have time to react. Just now, the gentle man who could drip honey and tenderness became colder than autumn frost.

For a moment, shame, anger and resentment rolled down together. She couldn't help shivering. Her face was as ugly as a sole covered with years of dust and dirt.

"After all, how can I easily forgive those who have touched my heart?" Mu Yunshen holds his arm, and his slender arm can be seen clearly even through a layer of shirt.