If before she still harbored a fluke, then today she finally completely understood Murong Cheng's brutal despotism!
This man she couldn't afford to provoke, if she continued, her end might be even more miserable than that faceless corpse on the ground!
"Murong Cheng, Murong Cheng ... can you spare me?" Mu Zi bitterly begged, almost put down all her dignity to beg him, "I'm your sister ah, I just want to go to school and study, get a good school, live by the rules, please don't do this to me ..."
"Zi Zi, you're just scared." Murong Cheng sympathized with her and gently stroked her back, "Today was an accident, no one could kill me and no one could hurt you."
Mu Zi felt that Murong Cheng was too arrogant.
In an assassination like this, life and death are all in an instant, he is so sure that no one can kill him, too arrogant!
Maybe next time, she would die with him due to inexplicable sniping.
Mu Zi thought of her own situation, heartbroken, her voice could not help but choke, "Why must it be me? You have so many women, isn't that enough? Murong Cheng, you can't even bully your own sister!"
She looked at him with tears in her eyes, and pleaded bitterly, "Brother, I'm your sister, please let me go ... Although nominally I'm an adopted daughter, who can guarantee that we don't have a blood relationship? You see the two of us actually look somewhat alike ..."
Murong Cheng laughed out loud, "My little baby, this is called husband and wife."
He laughed and pinched Mu Zi's face intimately, adding, "Even if there is a blood relationship, brother can't let you go, Zi Zi, you're so cute."
Seeing that she couldn't convince him no matter what, Mu Zi finally cried out in pain, "Murong Cheng! You asshole! You pervert!"
Murong Cheng hugged her and coaxed in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I'm an asshole, I'm a pervert. Zi Zi, even if I'm perverted, it's only for you that I'm perverted, be good, I'll love you in the future."
Mu Zi shed tears and whimpered, "I don't care for you to hurt me! I don't want to be with you! ..."
However, Murong Cheng seemed as if he had an iron heart, no matter how much she cried, she didn't let go of her promise.
He always hugged her tightly, extremely patiently wiping her tears over and over again, patting her back, interpreting gentleness to the extreme.
Mu Zi was tired of crying and fell asleep in Murong Cheng's arms.
The cheeks that had been rinsed by the tears were left with dirty blood, dirty like a kitten.
Murong Cheng looked at her childlike peaceful sleeping face, his heart was both solid, and for no apparent reason, some heavy ...
He lowered his head and gently kissed the tears at the corner of her eyes, and a dull sigh spilled out from between his lips.
The beloved woman does not love him, this is undoubtedly let a person bitter, especially ... he does not know how to get her love.
Or maybe he knew, but did not bother to do that.
Because he had been so contemptuous of Mu Zenin's humble stature when he pursued her, with his vicious displays of affection.
Murong Cheng couldn't do that.
But so what?
She was already his, belonging completely to him alone, and now, right now, right now, right now, she was in his arms!
Murong Cheng thought so, his hand around Mu Zi tightened subconsciously.
No matter how reluctant she was in her heart, she couldn't leave him!
... But, will she fall in love with someone else?
For example, Mu Zenin?
She had agreed to Mu Zenin's marriage proposal, perhaps in her heart, Mu Zenin was different.
Thinking about this, Murong Cheng eyes covered with haze, he began to regret a little, when he did not decisively do away with Mu Zenin.
Will she fall in love with Mu Zenin again?
This question lingered in Murong Cheng's mind, he had no confidence in himself.
Mu Zi felt that he was arrogant, but in fact, in front of her, his heart had long been humble to the core.
Humble to the dust.