Looking at her, I couldn't help saying, "you've been looking for me before, because you want to say something to me?"

She looked at me with dark, deep, pure and ignorant eyes. Looking at the way she wanted to speak, but hesitated, I said slightly, "if you don't want to speak, it doesn't matter. If you have anything on your mind in the future, you can talk to me. Although I don't know why you clearly reject me, but you take the initiative to find me, but I think you have your own difficulties."

He smile, not publicity, "you know, I have been talking a lot, seriously Shen Shu, if you don't think about me, I don't mind having an affair with you, as long as you agree, I'll make it clear with Ouyang Nuo, let her back to a city, also promise not to let Fu Shenyan know, how, so exciting?"

I pursed my lips, pressed anger, "if I were you, I would choose to shut up now."

He sat on the sofa on the balcony and said lazily, "I think what you are most concerned about right now is your daughter's illness. But I didn't expect that you are related to Ouyang Nuo. It seems that you are not born to you after all. You don't seem to care about the child's life and death."

I pursed lips, light way, "if you don't have feelings for Ouyang Nuo, please tell her clearly, don't hurt her!" There are so many false feelings about this man that I can't figure out which side is him.

Mu Shen looked at me, a gentle face with a gentleman's smile, "you don't seem to want to see me?"

She nodded, some worried toward Huang Wenxi's bedroom.

I nodded, perfunctory way, "should be, you take care of her more at night."

Ouyang nods and murmurs, "I'll tell you how she's not in shape today. It's not because she doesn't adapt to the weather in Beijing, is it?"

I looked at Mu Shen. The man was as warm as jade. I pursed my lips and said, "it's OK. She's not feeling well. She went back to her room to have a rest."

In the kitchen, Mu Shen and Ouyang Nuo are busy and come over. She suddenly stands up and runs directly into the bedroom. Ouyang Nuo is stunned and looks at me, a little confused. "What's wrong with her?"

She was biting her lips and her eyes were red.

I nodded, and she opened the distance, looking at her way, "you don't nervous, I don't ask you anything, what don't force you, what you want to say when to say, don't be afraid."

I stretched out my hand to help her take it away. She kept away vigilantly and looked at me at a loss, looking innocent. "I'm sorry, I..."

I look at her, see her face slightly pale, hands tightly pinched together, this is the performance of her inner struggle, her hand was white and tender, was pinched by her force to a large red.

"Mushen is not a good man, he is more terrible than the devil!" Huang Wenxi's voice came from his ear, a little trembling.

Don't expect to get any information from a psychologically ill person. I didn't force her. I just looked at the night outside the window in a daze. Everyone in the world seems to be struggling.

She stared at me, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. After a moment, she bowed her head.

This person's heart is really disgusting, I resisted the impulse to vomit, looked at him indifferently, "don't you think you are disgusting now?"

He didn't care about my malice at all. He said with a smile, "I enjoy it."