Murong Liufeng's face was slightly tightened, and he unconsciously lowered his eyes: "It's not tight, Miss, don't worry."

The hot summer just passed and the clothes I was wearing were still thin.

Murong Liufeng only wore a blue shirt.

The blue shirt was not broken, but the muscles touched under her fingertips were obviously swollen, and even subconsciously tightened her spine due to her touch.

"It hurts very much?" Murong Si frowned and looked up at her brother with accusation. "Brother is too cruel to start, how big a problem? As for venting her second brother?"

Murong Lin's expression was slightly deeper.

"Even if you want to fight, you should beat the bastard who cheated me. Why should you beat my second brother?" Murong Si became more and more angry. "The bastard used sweet words a few days ago to lie to me that he would be kind to me all his life. Now that he has done such a thing, the eldest brother should beat him hard and vent his anger."

The study was quiet, no one spoke, only the angry girl echoed with dissatisfaction accusations.

The dark eyes were as bright as the sky that had just rained, clean and clear, without any impurities.

Even the fire flashing in my eyes could be seen clearly.

It's been a long time since I saw such an angry girl.

Murong Lin raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at her silently.

Murong Liufeng was also a little surprised.

Since her legs were unable to walk, Murong Si did not give up on herself like others encountered setbacks. Instead, she suddenly became much more sensible, simple, kind, considerate and quiet, and never got angry casually.

Even if I talked loudly to the maid, I never had any experience.

This is a rare occasion for getting angry and getting angry every time in two years - aiming at his own brother.

Of course, it is also to be upset for Murong Liufeng...

Is this considered heartache?

Murong Liufeng originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but for some reason, his words got stuck when he was on his lips.

The girl just said that at worst, she would never get married in this life and would stay at home and let her brother and second brother raise her. In fact, he thought... this idea was quite good.

Murong Liufeng had this idea in his mind and couldn't help but overturn all his previous cognitions.

He always thought that this girl deserved the best boy in the world, as gentle as a jade prince, and had a prominent family background. She could hold her in her hand and feel sorry for her, so that she could live as delicate and noble as a princess, and be clean and untainted for the rest of her life.

Instead of dealing with people in the mall like myself, the full of calculating and stinking of money will only make her feel wronged.

But at this moment, he found that only under the siege of the Murong family's absolute wealth and power could she be carefree and not stained with dust and harmed for the rest of her life.

He used to think that his identity was humble and he was not worthy of such a beautiful woman.

But now he suddenly realized that the gentle and gentle nobleman may not be able to treat her sincerely, nor may he hold her in his palm and pamper her with heartache and pamper.

Besides, how can a hypocritical person like Qi Mingxuan be considered a gentle and jade-like person?

Even if there is another noble man like a noble man in the future, how can we easily tell whether the other party is sincere or false?

The Murong family is in the business world and deals with Tongshou all day long, but she can give her a life richer than a princess, allowing her to live carefree and not worry about anything.

The more I think about it, the stronger this thought will be.

Murong Liufeng pursed his lips and lowered his head and said, "Miss, go back and rest first, I'm fine."

Murong Si frowned: "Second brother, you need medicine for your injury."
Chapter completed!