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Chapter 1903 Repeating the old trick

"Why can't you do it?" Mu Qiuchen pointed to the gem bracelet on the table and said, "The facts are there, what else do you have to argue about? You can slander Wanwan in secret, you can slander me in secret. This is a matter of character. Do you know what character is?"

"How can that be the same?" Mu Rushuang cried and said, "You are my biological brother. We grew up together. Apart from our parents, the person I love the most is you. How could I hurt your elder brother? How could you guess me like this?"

"Why are you your brother or your sister? How did you slander her?" Mu Qiuchen said angrily, "Mu Rushuang, stop mentioning my brother to me, I don't have a sister like you."

"Brother, you," Mu Rushuang shook her body, covered her chest, gasped for breath, and looked like she would faint at any time.

"Shuangshuang" Yang Jiezhen quickly reached out to hold Mu Rushuang, patted her chest with one hand and took out the medicine with the other hand to spray her with the medicine. "Shuangshuang, don't be excited and take a deep breath."

She held Mu Rushuang and looked up at Mu Qiuchen, "Qiuchen, please say less, your sister's body can't stand the stimulation."

"Mom, haven't you understood it yet?" Mu Qiuchen pointed at Mu Rushuang and shouted irritably. "Her illness has been cured long ago. Now every time she gets sick, it is her method she uses to force you to compromise. As long as you have something to do, she will make an illness. If she makes any mistakes, she will make an illness. As long as she gets sick, you will immediately forgive her. She is not an asthma disease. She is a disease that you spoiled by you. If you continue to spoil like this, there will be times when you regret it."

Mu Rushuang panted even more quickly, her face was pale, her body trembled violently, and her lips trembled, but she couldn't speak.

Yang Jie was so scared that her hands and feet were cold, and begged to Mu Qiuchen, "Qiuchen, stop talking. Your sister is in such pain. How could she be pretending to be a mother, please say less."

"Mom, just protect her." Mu Qiuchen took a few steps back in disappointment and looked at her coldly. "Spoiled as if you killed a child, you will regret it. If you don't discipline her, you will definitely regret it."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and walked out with great strides.

Yang Jiezhen cried and shouted to his back, "Qiuchen, what are you doing?"

"Go to where I want to go." Mu Qiuchen said without looking back, "I don't want to see her again."

Mu Qiuchen stopped and left without stopping.

Yang Jiezhen looked at Mu Wansen crying and said, "Brother Sen, what should I do now?"

Mu Wansen sighed dejectedly and bent down deeply at Ye Xingbei, "Madam Gu, sorry, my daughter is ignorant, I'm disturbing you. I'll take her back and discipline her well."

He straightened up, grabbed Mu Rushuang's wrist, and pulled her out the door.

Mu Rushuang gasped for breath, her body was shaking, as if she might not be able to breathe at any time and died.

Yang Jie was frightened to see it, chasing Mu Wansen and shouting, "Brother Sen, Shuangshuang is feeling uncomfortable, please be gentle, please be gentle."

As if it confirmed her words, Mu Rushuang didn't breathe in one breath, and her eyes closed and she fainted.
Chapter completed!
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