"Do I have a name? It's not my business to be a grandson yourself!"

Mu Qianqian blinked her beautiful big eyes, her long eyelashes were as thick as a fan, her bright eyes flashed like stars, and her dazzling brilliance.

Her appearance looks soft and cute.

A cute and cute expression.

But if you spit it out of your mouth, you can make people angry half-exhaust.

"Smelly……"

A man in his thirties stared at his fierce eyes and was about to yell at her.

Mo Yan raised his cold and thin phoenix eyes slightly, and his eyes swept towards him lightly.

The man instantly stopped talking, and his throat was pinched, and he couldn't speak.

His strong body trembled slightly, and the suffocation and fear made his face pale with the naked eye.

"Why don't you speak again? I didn't call your name either. I said your surname. You want to be a grandson with great enthusiasm!"

Mu Qianqian tilted her head and continued to criticize without mercy.

The man's eyes widened.

Extremely frightened on the face.

Then his expression turned into begging for mercy and looked at Mu Qianqian pitifully.

When he doesn't want to speak?

He wanted to say it!

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

He finally knew what the disaster came from his mouth.

The man opposite is so scary.

He felt that he was not far from death.

Help!!!

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Qianqian's eyes swept to the others again.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Everyone shook their heads wildly.

Some people's legs trembled, a smell of urine spread, and suspicious traces of water appeared on the ground.

Mu Qianqian supported her chin with one hand and looked at everyone boredly.

It's getting really fast.

Just now, they were all full of anger and wanted to fight with her.

Each person spitted and wanted to drown her.

Now, he is as obedient as a grandson.

Collective silence.

Mu Qianqian turned her head and looked at the man beside her.

A curl was raised by Mo Yan's beautiful lips.

Gentle eyes and doting.

The whole person is like an iceberg melting and the cold winter is warm.

Everyone who saw him was terrible with a look of ghosts.

This man is so good at pretending.

He was obviously a demon, but he pretended to be harmless.

Mo Ling'er glanced and just ran into the moment when the little sister-in-law and her brother were in love.

The corners of his mouth twitched suddenly.

Walk to the chair beside you and sit down.

Tsk tsk tsk, my brother really never forgets to show off his dog food.

Mu Qianqian glanced at the man suspiciously.

Could it be that he did it?

Otherwise, how could these people suddenly be so obedient?

The boiling and noisy scene calmed down in a moment.

Those who were still standing up for Murong Zhen a second ago and were full of sympathy, now they were unable to take care of themselves and were worried.

Murong Zhen, who was lying on the ground and in pain, raised his head.

Seeing that no one spoke for him.

The girl who he wanted to recognize as his granddaughter sat there steadily and ignored him.

A heart is like a place in an ice cave.

Despair and misery appeared on his face.

The vicissitudes of tiger eyes stared at Mu Qianqian, holding the last glimmer of hope.

"Qianqian, even if grandpa dies, do you still refuse to recognize me?"

It hurts...

Large beads of sweat slid from their foreheads.

Murong Zhen's face turned pale and his body spasmed...

He felt that he was not far from death.

The pain of chest thrusting.

The vitality in the body is also passing by in large quantities.

Mu Qianqian got up and walked to him.

He looked down at Murong Zhen.

"Don't try to rely on your seniority and be morally kidnapped!"

"To me, you are just an outsider. If you die or not, you have nothing to do with me!"

"But if you really die today, out of morality, I might collect a corpse for you!"

...

The calm and light attitude made Murong Zhen’s pupils shrink again.

yes.

He is just an irrelevant person.

All of my relatives were dead.

What qualifications does he have to ask an outsider to support himself?

Murong Mansion collapsed!

Completely collapsed!

Murong Zhen lay on the ground, his pupils dilated.

Murong Qian's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.

Eighteen-year-old Murong Qian is a famous beauty from heaven in the imperial capital.

At that time, Murong Mansion was so charming.

Countless people broke through the threshold and came to the door to marry.

That was the most glorious time of his life.

All of this is gone forever.

It's gone!

The girl Qianqian gave all this and took it away with her departure.

Murong Zhen's eyes oozed into the corners of his eyes.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

Qianqian girl was killed by Qianyue.

If she had not died, everything in Murong's mansion would still exist now.

It was because he was not strict in teaching.
To be continued...