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Something blocked the door.

Jane Wenmo squeezed through the gap in the door and looked down to see Mu An, who was curled up on the floor behind the door.

Mu An raised his head in confusion. When he saw Jane Wenmo, he suddenly stood up and hugged him.

"You're here ~"

With such a joyful voice, the legs that had been sitting on the ground for so long began to ache.

Jane Wenmo used his long arm to support her waist. His eyebrows had already begun to wrinkle up.

"Who let you sit here?"

"I'm thinking about something."

Mu An's head rubbed against his shoulder as he spoke softly, looking just like a kitten acting coquettishly. In an instant, Jian Wenmo's heart softened and his voice softened.

"Can't you think in bed? Can't you stop me from worrying? "

He put her on the bed and tried to pull away from her, but he held her tighter.

Therefore, he could only place the things in his hands on the table first as he heard her murmuring in his ear.

"Simusi has been here before... Ye Zichen was here too … "

She spoke very softly, very slowly.

Jane Wenmo was startled for a moment before gently patting her on the back. However, his eyes were cold. Of course, Mu An couldn't see it. Furthermore, he still maintained his tenderness when he spoke.

"What did he say?"

Jane Wenmo asked with a feigned calmness.

But at this moment, he still felt like a storm was brewing inside his heart.

Ye, Zi, Chen.

He had given him face.

Again and again?

Since the verbal warning didn't work, then don't blame him for being merciless.

"Of course he wants me to let his mother go. Who else but his mother was in his head? He probably didn't even realize that he was habitually listening to his mother. That was his subconscious reaction to recklessly harming others as soon as he mentioned her. Habit, what a terrible word. "What's even more terrifying is that he hasn't discovered it yet. This is true sorrow …"

Mu An sneered.

"It's a good thing that you pulled on the reins of my horse, which was about to jump off the cliff. Otherwise, I wouldn't even know how deep the waters would be in the future!"

Mu An couldn't help but laugh. However, the more sarcastic his words were, the more bitter his heart felt.

Those vows, those beautiful memories, they were finally going to disappear.

Under the impact of reality, the aged body was in a state of disrepair.

"It's good that you know this."

Jane Wenmo was not in a good mood. It was as if his heart was being squeezed by a small hand. It was tight and itchy, but also like a balloon that was about to explode at any moment.

"Of course I know. It's just that I got it a little late. "

Mu An unceremoniously wiped his tears on Jane Wenmo's shoulder. He didn't care whether his suit was expensive or not.

She just didn't know where she got the courage to do so.

"So? What the hell do you think? "If you want to let them go …"

"How are you?"

Mu An suddenly pulled away, his eyes red like a rabbit's.

She cried.

In his arms.

Tears ran down his shoulders.

Looking at it, Jane Wenmo did not give her any face at all. He could get used to anything, but he would not get used to her self-abuse.

"I will not agree. I will even pinch you to death. Rather than you dying at the hands of others, why don't you vent my anger by dying at my hands! "

"Pfft."

Seeing the look of anger on his face, Mu An couldn't help but laugh.

"Can you not be so violent?"

"No."

Jane Wenmo said straightforwardly.

She would be stupid if he didn't. He would get mad at her for internal injuries.

"Pfft."

Mu An smiled again. His small hand held his large hand. "I'm not as stupid as you think. I did say I could forgive him, but …"

"But what?"

Even though Jane Wenmo said that, his eyes still showed an expression that I knew was like that.

Mu An looked dejectedly at him. "Can you not be so harsh?"

In front of him, there was always something that was not worth mentioning. Her IQ had already dropped to the bottom of the dust.

Jane Wenmo cast a sidelong glance at her. "Get to the point."

"Just say it."

Mu An pouted and gave him a sidelong glance with his little eyes. "I can forgive her, but I'll forgive her if she slashes three times across her face before crawling across the highway."

[She isn't that easy to kill, is she?]

Mu An put on an expression as though he didn't want to be looked down on.

Jane Wenmo smiled when he heard this.

He raised his hand and tapped her forehead, "Do you want to know next time? If I find out that you came to cry in front of me due to being wronged, I will continue to curse you! "

"Got it …"

Mu An pointed at his nose as he muttered to himself, "What a tyrannical fellow."

"Let's eat!"

When Jane Wenmo opened the lunchbox, Mu An could smell a rich fragrance.

"Did you bring me some food?"

It felt good to have someone to take care of him.

Inexplicably, she was looking forward to it and secretly rejoiced in her heart.

"Otherwise?" Jane Wenmo took a small table and placed it in front of her, letting her sit on the bed and eat.

Mu An chuckled. His heart was burning with warmth.

"You're so nice to me."

He could not help but utter these words.

The corners of Jane Wenmo's mouth curled up as he opened another bowl of rice and some soup.

"It's good that you know. Even after having held an entire morning of meetings, you still didn't forget to eat with me. It was through your eight lifetimes of good fortune that you met this young master. "

Jane Wenmo was not modest at all.

Mu An pursed his lips and looked at him.

"How shameless!"

However, from the unconcealable exhaustion on his face, it was clear that the workload for the past half day had not been easy.

How could it be easy to run such a large group?

Everyone enjoyed endless hardships, except for those who spent their parents' money on the second generation.

"I'm happy."

Jane Wenmo rubbed her head. Seeing that she only drank the soup and did not eat, he could not help but take a look at her food. "Don't you like it?" This is something that this lord has specifically ordered at the Club. If it doesn't taste good, I'll go find them. "

As he spoke, he took a sip. It still tasted the same as before!

"You don't like it?"

Jane Wenmo asked, seeing that she had only taken a small bite.

"Nope."

Mu An shook his head. "The taste is very good. You don't have to be so nervous. You just have to remember something after eating the taste."

Then, without waiting for Jane Wenmo to ask, he continued, "This taste was something I ate once when I was young. Back then, my parents … "It's pretty good, yeah, pretty good."

She could not find an adjective other than the word.

When times change, these three words are the best description.

"Why are you thinking so much? If you like, let the cook make it for you every day. "

"Pfft!"

Mu An glared at him in annoyance. "I'm not that extravagant. Being able to eat again is the fortune of eight lifetimes. After my mom leaves the Xi Family, I don't have the funds to eat such luxurious food." Then I got used to coarse tea and light rice, so everything would be the same. "