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Chapter 1139: Who changed my clothes?

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    Mu An'an has been by Zong Zhengyu's side for eight years, and has silently liked him for so long.

    Over the years, Mu An'an has been watching Qiye secretly in places where Master Qi was not paying attention, observing some of his subtle and detailed movements.

    Therefore, Dr. Gu often said before that both Mu Anan and Zong Zhengyu knew each other super well.

    If it were someone else, there would be no way to see through the two of them.

    Mu Anan asked Zong Zhengyu directly, "Master Qi, do you know Madam Zhuoran?"

    "I know." Zong Zhengyu looked down at Mu An'an, "However, the relationship is not friendly."

    Mrs. Zhuoran wanted to put him to death.

    Want to deprive the Zongzheng family of everything.

    Hostile relationship.

    Mu An'an didn't know why, he was always calm and had no emotions, but when he heard Zong Zhengyu say that his relationship with Mrs. Zhuoran was not friendly, he felt something suppressed in his heart.

    Sombre.

    "Is that so"

    She just sighed like this, and she couldn't say much.

    Zong Zhengyu couldn't tell Mu An'an too much about the matter between him and Mrs. Zhuo Ran.

    If you talk too much, it will be troublesome for Mu Anan.

    "After sleeping all night, I asked someone to prepare and serve the meal." Zongzheng Yu stroked the back of Mu An'an's head and said.

    Mu Anan clutched his stomach. The wound on his right shoulder was treated yesterday, and this is the time when it hurts the most. There is a lot of stuff in his stomach, and he is not hungry at all.

    But just tired and sleepy.

    "Can I skip eating and sleep?" Mu An raised his head and discussed.

    Zong Zhengyu gave her a look and asked, "What do you think?"

    Mu An'an:

    It was obviously a rhetorical question, but there was clearly a warning in his eyes.

    Although Mu An'an wanted to sleep very much, after receiving Qi Ye's warning eyes, she knew very well that she had better be obedient now, otherwise Zongzheng Yu would really get angry, or her face would sink.

    That's reallynot a good ending.

    "That's fine." Mu An'an reluctantly compromised.

    Zong Zhengyu rubbed her hair again, "Good boy."

    "May I take you to wash?" Zong Zhengyu bent down and looked at Mu Anan questioningly.

    Mu Anan shook his head subconsciously, "I can do it myself, my shoulders are quite high, it doesn't affect anything."

    When saying these words, Mu An'an calmly avoided his right shoulder, moved with his left hand, and got off the bed.

    However, just when Mu Anan put on her clothes and was about to go to the bathroom, she suddenly realized one thing¡ª¡ª

    "Who changed my clothes?"

    Mu An turned his head sharply, staring at Zong Zhengyu.

    He was looking down at his pajamas.

    "It's a servant"

    "I."

    Mu Anan originally wanted to struggle to the death, but Zong Zhengyu responded unceremoniously, "Your shoulder is injured, and letting the servant take care of it will hurt you."

    "Then you can't just change my clothes like this, men and women can't tell each other."

    When I touched my chest, it was still empty.

    Everything has been seen.

    "Which skin of yours I haven't seen?" Zong Zhengyu thought it was funny, Mu Anan was entangled with him about this?

    Mu Anan's face became even more serious, "Then we were boyfriend and girlfriend before, what is our relationship now?"

    After finishing speaking, Mu Anan didn't bother to tell Zongzheng Yuduo, and went directly to the bathroom, and slammed the door forcefully by the way.

    Looking down at the empty pajamas hanging on his body.

    Mu An'an was angry with Zongzhengyu in her heart, but she was very rational and could tell clearly that her uncontrollable want to get angry was not all because of Zongzhengyu.

    But because

    own injury.

    Mu An'an didn't like this kind of situation very much before, he was always injured, and he had to come to Qiye every time.

    You will feel that you are weak, and you will feel that you cannot stand alone.

    And during this period of time, Mu An'an also grew up silently, constantly strengthening himself, and accumulating his own connections and influence.

    But when this happened, she still woke up in Zong Zhengyu's arms.

    This made Mu Anan feel that his growth during this period was all in vain, that he was still weak and could do nothing well.

    Very upset

    A private club room.

      'pop'

    Clear applause sounded in the room full of ancient design.

    Ning Xiuyuan was dressed in a suit, and his image was extremely elegant and neat, but he was slapped on the left side of the face, and his bangs partially covered his eyes because of his tilted head, and there was a smile on his face.

    This image is very morbid.

    In front of Ning Xiuyuan was a woman in a white court aristocratic dress.

    Wearing white gloves, with a gloomy face, "What did you do, do you know?"

    When she spoke, her voice was trembling with anger, but she still wanted to maintain the image of a lady, staring at Ning Xiuyuan, when he looked up, she couldn't help but slap him again.

    "Creating chaos in the shopping mall, one death and 29 injuries, you are quite powerful, why don't you just declare that you are from country Z, and you want to be the leading company in this city!"

    Facing the verbal abuse and warnings from the woman in front of him, Ning Xiuyuan showed a calm expression on his face, and even smiled wider and wider.

    Slowly raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.

    "Madame Zhuoran, I found a very interesting point."

    Ning Xiuyuan stared at the lady in front of him.

    Mrs. Zhuoran did not speak, with a gloomy expression.

    Ning Xiuyuan said, "You seem to be very protective of Mu An'an?"

    Mrs. Zhuo Ran cast a cold glance at Ning Xiuyuan.

    "Because of Gu Xi?" He asked, "But she is just a disobedient substitute, even if she is like Gu Xi again, what's the use of keeping her?"

    "If you are really reluctant, you can directly make her a specimen. Just those eyes, put them on the bedside, and look at them every day, that's enough."

    When these words were said, Ning Xiuyuan's tone and expression were full of longing.

    As if he could have expected it, the scene in his mouth actually happened.

    I can imagine that those eyes are on my bedside day and night, opening my eyes to see, closing my eyes to see, when they are always by his side, it must be very beautiful.

    "You'd better think about dealing with her." Madam Zhuoran warned.

    "Ning Xiuyuan, don't forget how much the Duke spent to train you up to now. All you have to remember is to obey orders, not mess up our plans on your own!"

    Mrs. Zhuo Ran obviously didn't want to say anything more to Ning Xiuyuan, "This is the first and last time I warn you not to have similar things happen again, otherwise"

    She lowered her voice again, "I'll let you get back on your stomach the same way you stood up at the beginning!"

    When Mrs. Zhuo Ran said the last sentence, she obviously touched a certain point of Ning Xiuyuan. The man who was smiling at first suddenly showed fear on his face.

    It was a person facing extremely deep, deep fear, and his face turned pale in an instant!

    In the next second, he squatted down and shrank to the corner of the wall, holding his head, his voice trembling and trembling.

    The eyes are empty and hopeless.

    It seems to have returned to those days of hopeless hell

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