"Auntie, isn't this bad?"

After making the phone call, Sister Hong, who learned two "bad news" one after another, could not persuade Han Muxue, so she simply stayed, but she could only share a room with her dumb niece.

At this moment, she was like an octopus, her whole body pressed against the wall, her ears raised, and she listened intently to what was going on in Han Muxue's room next door.

"How many times have I told you not to call me Auntie, but to call me Sister Hong? Don't you understand to avoid suspicion?"

Sister Hong was a little impatient because she couldn't hear any sound.

But I am really annoyed by this niece who is "not smart" in doing things.

Xiaoyun lowered her head, murmured, and wrung her hands. She was a little girl from a small place who went to a big city and was alone in a foreign land. She only had a close relative like Sister Hong. She always wanted to talk to her about her worries, but Sister Hong

It seems that he has always been annoying her.

She silently closed her mouth, went to bed with some disappointment, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and stopped meddling in other people's business.

There was no sound in Han Muxue's room next door.

Chen Lai lay upright and stiff, his whole body was like a cast steel plate, and even his breathing was frozen.

The bed was obviously very big, but she slipped away to sleep on it. If she moved even half an inch, she would have fallen off the bed.

"How are you doing?"

In the darkness, Chen Lai was a little confused by this opening statement.

"That's it, that's it. I'm busy working for the rent every day."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Chen Lai regretted and wanted to slap himself: "How long has it been? Why are we talking about nothing?"

She has seen many movies and TV shows where the way the big boss makes his "prey" relax their vigilance is by chatting beforehand, and then the next step is...

She replayed all kinds of cruel and indecent images in her mind, and she couldn't help but stretched out her hands and hugged herself tightly.

The baby is scared, Chuchu, Chuchu, it would be nice if you were still here, wuwuwuwu...

Chen Lai could only cry and shout silently in his heart.

Han Muxue was struggling in her heart, whether she should tell Chen Lai now about being Bai Chuchu.

But until now, Han Yang was half-convinced by such ridiculous things, thinking that she had a mental problem. Now that this was the first time she appeared in front of her best friend under a new identity, it was better to be cautious.

Besides, walls have ears. Sister Hong was next door at this time, so she didn't use a stethoscope to listen. It was considered polite.

so hard……

Han Muxue felt depressed in her heart, and she immediately recognized Chen Lai, holding each other's hands with tears in her heart.

She turned sideways, suddenly raised her head, lay on her side, and approached Chen Lai.

This action used to happen very often when two people were intimate, but now it became the last straw that broke down Chen Lai's highly nervous spirit.

There was a loud "Peng" sound, and Chen Lai fell heavily to the floor, butt first, causing her to cry secretly in pain.

"Are you OK?"

Han Muxue frowned and hurriedly got out of bed, kneeling barefoot on the floor to check Chen Lai's injuries.

Chen Lai smiled reluctantly and struggled to sit up. He gritted his teeth and said weakly: "It's okay!"

"You can't even get up, and you still say you're fine?"

Han Muxue was anxious and directly picked up Princess Chen Lai forcefully.

"Xue'er, Xue'er, what happened? Xue'er?"

Sister Hong's anxious knocking sounded outside the door.

Chen Lai struggled, but before he could say the word "no", the door to the room was opened from the outside.

The bright light from the living room came in, which was a bit dazzling.

Three figures blocked some light.

In their eyes, Han Muxue was at her best, holding the petite Chen Lai, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, in her arms.

The expressions on several people's faces are wonderful.

Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, then at lightning speed, he thoughtfully closed the bedroom door for the two of them.

"Hey, it's not what you think, it's really not!"

Han Muxue explained loudly in the room, and only Han Yang responded with "gloating".

"Sister, don't explain, we understand!"

"I understand you!"

This time the misunderstanding is even bigger.

Han Muxue's face was covered with black lines.

Turning around, she had to comfort Chen Lai, who was huddled in a corner like a frightened little rabbit, frightened and helpless.

"Hey, I really don't mean any harm, I just feel so friendly when I see you. It reminds me of a good friend I've been with since middle school."

Han Muxue sighed. Rather than being hurt, Chen Lai seemed to wish he could stay away from her more.

Han Muxue was a little sad, and Chen Lai felt a little guilty when she left her lonely and desolate figure.

She must be lonely too, right?

It's late at night again.

In Ling's house, Ling Ziyue, who had just stepped out of the shower room, took a dry towel and quickly wiped the water droplets from his hair. The loosely tied cross-breasted bathrobe showed off his well-trained chest muscles.

, decorated just right.

He walked to the table and once again took out the clear photo from the pile of information.

During the banquet, a woman in red with long curly hair was holding a cigarette in one hand. Her uncle Ling Zhengjun, whose cheeks were red from drinking, was holding her arms around his neck and drinking wine.

Her profile is exquisite and her proportions are perfect, especially the small mole at the corner of her eye, which makes her even more charming.

He knew this well-dressed woman as Han Muxue.

He found this photo in the mailbox in front of his uncle Ling Zhengjun's two-story villa.

Discovered together with it, there was also the strange drawing paper that he carefully kept in a plastic bag lying quietly in another corner of the drawer.

The zigzag shape on one side proves that it was torn off by someone without mercy.

What the carbon pen depicts is a short, fat man with a big belly, and the scary thing is that he has no head.

On the blank paper all around, the word "death" is densely covered in large and small shapes, layered one on top of another, blurred out on the thick drawing paper, making it almost difficult to identify.

And they are all written with a pen with bright red ink. Each stroke is very hard, as if it is about to penetrate into the person's body before stopping.

Such a painting cannot help but remind people of a curse.

So, was she really the one who killed uncle Ling Zhengjun?

He thought for a while and decided to call Ji Feiyu.

Early the next morning, Han Muxue's apartment was very busy.

The strange noise in Han Yang's house that had always frightened Xiaoyun finally had an answer: it turned out that what he brought back in a black plastic bag that day was an injured black cat.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He is going back to school today. By the way, he took this little guy, whose condition was not very optimistic, to a nearby pet hospital for examination.

Han Yang also specially made a nest for it out of a cardboard box.

"Yangyang, you are quite caring!"

Han Muxue praised with a smile on her face.

Han Yang was taking his time and spreading strawberry jam evenly on his toast with a knife.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at his sister, and then looked meaningfully at Chen Lai, who was drinking milk.

"How could you, sister, be caring? You would go out in the middle of the night to find medicine for bruises and bruises..."

Chen Lai almost squirted out her milk and choked on it.

The most embarrassing thing was that Han Muxue had to drag Chen Lai with them to take her to work.

It was all above board and delivered directly to the office building.

When the black and stylish extended commercial vehicle arrived downstairs, it quickly became the focus of the morning rush hour.

Everyone retreated to both sides, whispering to each other, and talking about which big star was coming.

With much anticipation, the car door slowly opened, and it was Chen Lai who couldn't wait to grab his bag and run away first.

Several acquaintances of colleagues in the same group had surprised faces, and their minds were spinning rapidly, imagining all kinds of ways to be taken care of and climb up to the rich.

Chen Lai didn't want to be so high-profile. She felt too embarrassed. She grabbed her bag and rushed into the transparent revolving door at a speed of 100 meters.

It's a pity that Han Muxue behind her didn't let her go at all.

He called her name loudly and got out of the car. Not only did she not respond, but she also ran faster and faster. He even grabbed her things and went to "arrest" her.

The results were obvious. How could Chen Lai outrun Han Muxue, who had been training five kilometers every day for the past six months?

"Chen Lai, this is the lunch I specially prepared for you. Remember to eat it well at noon!"

Han Muxue took off her sunglasses and smiled with a bright smile on her face.

The originally noisy hall on the first floor suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked here.
Chapter completed!