"Don't worry! I have a sense of responsibility." She had never seen Mu Zixuan again since that day. Thinking about the past, a trace of sadness jumped into her heart. In the future, there would never be such privileges again! I don't know what's going on, but when I think of this, I couldn't help but want to cry.

"Go to bed early! Next, there is still a tough battle to fight?" Feng Feiyang shook his head helplessly. She didn't understand this love, but when she remembered her deceiving Luo Hangyu, she still felt a little guilty. After all, he believed in himself so deeply, but he was hurt by him in addition to deceiving him.

"Sister Feiyang, have you ever been in a relationship?" Nangong Xiyan seemed to murmur to herself. Why did she think more about giving up the idea of ​​taking revenge than to face Mu Zixuan?

"No, people like us are not worthy of falling in love at all, and it is also unrealistic, right? Besides, the lady will definitely not allow it." Feng Feiyang smiled faintly. She spent her life in order to repay kindness. As for anything else, she really didn't dare to think about it.

"Actually, that's not your father-killing enemy. You can stay out of here, right?" Nangong Xiyan seemed to have forgotten one thing, that was the cruelty of her mother.

"Do you think I can really stay out of the matter when I am in a place like Qingquetang?" Feng Feiyang frowned. Was she too simple, or was she thinking too dangerously?

"Yes, I forgot this question, you go to bed first! I'll stand here for a while." Nangong Xiyan curled her lips and showed a faint smile. She was undoubtedly pitiful, but pitiful people often have their hateful points.

"Well! Don't think too much, go to bed early." Feng Feiyang looked at her uneasyly, but still chose to leave. Perhaps it would be better to let her be alone.

The winter night is a bit cold, and the evening breeze makes people shudder. Outside the presidential suite in a hotel, a woman in black flashed in instantly, not knowing how she did it. Anyway, this lock is like nothing to her and it will not play any role at all.

On the luxurious bed in the guest room, it was obvious that a slender man was lying. At this time, there was a bit of alcohol coming from the air. I didn't have to guess that he must be drunk.

The woman walked to the bed carefully and stared at the handsome face that had been missing for a long time, her eyes became a little deeper. If she had stabbed like this, would she love him less? But I don’t know what happened, she just couldn’t make up her mind.

Undoubtedly, love is rich in poison, and he is his own deadly poison. Even though he knows it is impossible, he still loses his heart for him.

"Why don't you take action?" A low male voice rang out, and then the person on the bed suddenly opened his originally closed eyes and looked straight at the woman. Although she was wearing a mask on her face, he knew who the other party was. After all, this person was really too familiar to him.

"You are awake." The woman looked at him in surprise with some disbelief.

"I was awake from the moment you appeared at my door." Mu Zixuan sat up. Although he drank two more drinks, it did not affect the acuity he learned from the army.

"Then why don't you speak? Are you afraid that I will really cut it down with one knife?" The woman said as she took off the mask on her face and showed her beautiful face. It was Nangong Xiyan who was still talking to Feng Feiyang in Qingquetang just now.

"And you didn't?" He knew that after they learned that they were in Luo City, they would not have any movement. Sure enough, they still couldn't hold back their anger.

"I don't want you to die inexplicably." Nangong Xiyan, who no longer acts, is indeed solemn.

"Tell me! Why did you kidnap Bei Shuihua back then?" I thought that all this was Liao Qingke's intention, but I didn't expect that it would be her conspiracy.

"How could you know about this?" Nangong Xiyan opened her eyes wide in surprise. Just now, she discussed this issue with Feng Feiyang. Unexpectedly, he knew it. Could it be...

"Don't worry about how I know, just tell me why I should do this. After all, she is in the same group with you, right? So, it's hard for me to figure out why I've fought in the nest?" Mu Zixuan shot her straight away. The face in front of him was so familiar to him, but now he is so unfamiliar that he dare not recognize him.

"The reason is very simple, because she deserves to die and takes away something that should not belong to her." Speaking of this, Nangong Xiyan gritted her teeth, just like how heavy the deep hatred Bei Shui painted for her.

"What shouldn't belong to her." Mu Zixuan knew that the answer was probably what he thought, but he still didn't dare to believe it because he was not very reluctant to admit that if things turned into such a situation, he was the crucial fuse.

"She doesn't deserve your love." Nangong Xiyan said very firmly. Originally, there were no casualties in her setting, but no one knew that Nangong Haotian would suddenly go, so that a fight occurred. Not only that, she also turned against Mu Zixuan to deal with the people of Qingquetang, which led to the subsequent tragedy.

"She is not worthy? Are you worthy?" Mu Zixuan suddenly stood up, and before Nangong Xiyan could react, her big hand had already pinched her neck.

"At least I am still the lady of Qingquetang, and what about her? Nothing." Her breathing became thinner and thinner, forcing her to wave the dagger in her hand. She never thought that he, who had always loved her deeply, would use such a cruel method to deal with him.

"Even if she is nothing, at least, she is kinder than you. What about you? She actually killed the elder brother who regards you as her own sister." The force in Mu Zixuan's hand was getting worse, and his eyes were filled with a bit of bloodthirsty, which made him feel like he wanted to swallow the other party alive.
Chapter completed!