"Actually, I don't want to come."

"After all, you have too many grudges with Tang Sect and Murong."

"I'm here to visit you, who is still alive, and it's easy for Gusu Murong to make a fuss."

"Murong has always disliked me, an illegitimate daughter, and has always regarded the family business of the three tycoons as theirs."

"If I come to West China and contact you, they will jump into their feet in anger, thinking that I am picking the fruits of Murong, Gusu."

"Tang Pingfan also advised me that it is best not to contact you before you die."

She didn't care whether Murong Wuxin was asleep or not, and said intently:

"But I'll still come to see you."

"Because I really want to take the lead in picking the West China fruits."

"How could I let it be taken away or divided by others by my man for his life?"

Song Hongyan did not hide her purpose, and she gently turned the ring she was wearing:

"Of course, there is another reason why I come to see you."

"What kind of a brave and talented uncle, who is the one who is in charge of his life, are you a master and brave person?"

Song Hongyan smiled and thrust her body. While blocking the camera, the ring silently pierced the needle hose.

Murong Wuxin's eyes closed tightly, and a ray of light burst out slightly...
Chapter completed!