The morning sun was slightly dazzling.

After getting out of the taxi, Mu Siyu frowned slightly and exhaled slightly as she looked at the magnificent large villa in front of her.

On that side, the white Lincoln and a fleet of black BMWs were there, and Xiao Jirong was at home.

When the men in black standing guard at the door saw that Mu Siyu had returned, they all bowed to her, "Miss Siyu!"

Mu Siyu waved her hand as a greeting to them.

She raised her steps and walked into the villa step by step. She didn't know why, but she always felt that the atmosphere at home today was a bit strange.

The silence of the largest villa in City R made Mu Siyu feel a little timid at the moment.

Passing through the long flower corridor, the gorgeous palace-like villa covered with marble in front is where they live.

After opening the door and walking into the hall, Mu Siyu finally understood why the atmosphere today made her feel weird.

When she opened the door, the strong smell of blood inside made her frown slightly. Mu Siyu took a closer look, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

In the hall, An Lu was kneeling on the cold marble covered in blood. Opposite him, on the soft couch with complicated patterns, was Xiao Jirong, who was resting with his eyes closed.

I have to admit that he has an almost perfect face like a sculpture, with clear lines and innate dignity and arrogance.

The old housekeeper stood beside Xiao Jirong dutifully. When he saw Mu Siyu coming back, he whispered something in his ear. Those indifferent eyes slowly opened like that, without any emotion, quietly.

Looking at Mu Siyu, "Are you back?"

Mu Siyu frowned, her eyes fixed on An Lu's blood-stained lower limbs. She clasped her hands, closed her eyes, took a deep breath and slowly opened them, "What did you do to An Lu?"

Xiao Jirong looked at her, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the old housekeeper, but said nothing.

The old housekeeper understood and cleared his throat, "Miss Siyu, the young master said that since An Lu's legs can't even catch up with you and protect you, then he doesn't need legs."

"Why do you treat An Lu like this!" Mu Siyu's emotions that she had been holding back for a long time finally broke out. She stared closely at Xiao Jirong's expressionless face with her scarlet eyes open, her voice even trembled slightly because of anger,

"He is my friend! Not your servants who can do whatever you want!"

"But as long as you enter Xiao Jirong's door, you will follow my orders. He has known about this for a long time." Xiao Jirong frowned slightly. He really didn't like Mu Siyu's angry look.

But if you don't give this little girl some color, I don't know what trouble she will cause next time!

An Lu, covered in bloodstains, knelt on the ground in pain, looking at Mu Siyu quietly with a pair of beautiful big eyes. His mouth moved slightly. Mu Siyu knew that he was saying that he was fine and that he was not in pain.

But the more he behaved like this, the angrier she became. An Lu was a friend who grew up with her in the orphanage and was her beloved little brother. When Xiao Jirong picked her up two years ago, An Lu followed her without hesitation. The reason why he

She willingly became Xiao Jirong's little follower all because of Mu Siyu.

It’s not like Xiao Jirong didn’t know about this relationship!

Mu Siyu clenched her hands into fists, her whole body trembling with anger, "Xiao Jirong! Do you know, An Lu is only eighteen years old! Eighteen years old! He is still a child! How could you do this to him! This matter
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