There was deathly silence in the whole room.

Xiao Jirong calmly took out a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped his mouth carefully, then looked at Mu Siyu slowly and calmly, "I am still your brother-in-law, what does what just happened mean?"

Mu Siyu sneered, "Xiao Jirong! Why are you pretending to be a saint with me! Take care of me instead of Mu Xianglan? Don't think that I don't know that you killed Mu Xianglan! Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking! Just take care of me.

Apologize to Mu Xianglan? I tell you! You don’t deserve it! You don’t deserve to take care of me!"

"Whether you are worthy or not is not up to you." Xiao Jirong's expression, like his voice, remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Mu Siyu bit her lower lip fiercely. All her attacks were like hitting cotton and had no effect on Xiao Jirong.

This feeling made her very unhappy.

Even if Xiao Jirong was a little surprised and furious, or even walked away, it would give her a sense of accomplishment and a feeling that Xiao Jirong cared about her.

However, Xiao Jirong never gave her this chance.

She sniffed, and regardless of how much blood flowed from her forehead, she stood up from the ground suddenly, threw herself on Xiao Jirong, hugged him fiercely, and wanted to forcefully kiss him again.

But this time, Xiao Jirong was no longer as defenseless as before. He grabbed her wrist tightly and said, "Mu Siyu, have you had enough trouble? I am your brother-in-law! You did this to your own brother-in-law.

Things, do you have any sense of shame?"

Mu Siyu's tears fell without warning. While she was shedding tears, she raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Jirong, "Xiao Jirong, tell me what you are ashamed of? You take Duan Mingyue home and let her do it every time."

I heard those voices, tell me where is your shame? Where is your Duan Mingyue's shame? I tell you, Xiao Jirong, from the time I decided to chase you, from the time you threw my diary on

When I was on the ground, my shame was gone! Are you satisfied? Are you happy? I just love you without shame. Can't you see it after so long?"

This was the first time Xiao Jirong saw Mu Siyu cry.

More than a year ago, when he threw her diary to the ground, she had not cried.

He never knew that a girl like Mu Siyu also had tears.

He never thought that one day she would cry and say all these words.

He was stunned. This was the first time in his life that he didn't know what to do.

Closing his eyes, he gently let go of her hand, "Please be quiet for a while. I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said."

"You heard it, you heard it!" Mu Siyu pressed forward step by step, "Xiao Jirong, don't be a coward, you don't dare to face me now! You coward!"

"You guessed it right, I am a coward." Xiao Jirong opened his eyes and smiled softly at her, "Just calm down on An Road for a few days. I will ask someone to give you your luggage in ten days.

You pack up, you must go to the school in the northern suburbs."

After saying that, he raised his eyes and glanced at An Lu, "I'll trouble you to take care of her during this period."

After saying all this, Xiao Jirong opened his long legs and said, "Lien, let's go back."

The old housekeeper understood and followed him, and the two of them left the ward one after another.
Chapter completed!