The next day, early in the morning.

Mu Anran woke up from the floor slowly, and his brain gradually regained clarity.

And at this time, everything that happened last night, like a movie scene, drilled into her brain, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

"Ahh

Mu Anran couldn't help but cover his head and screamed.

How so!

Why is this happening!

The pain that came from all over her body, and the pain that was torn, reminded her that what happened last night was not an absurd nightmare, but really happened to her!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Ma'am, ma'am, what's wrong with you?"

The people who were keeping vigil outside heard Mu Anran's screams coming from inside, and patted the door panel and asked.

Mu Anran trembled all over her body, and her face was visibly embarrassed, she could only suppress the horror in her heart, "It's okay, it's just me...... Just hit your foot and you guys wait outside for a while. ”

Hearing her words, the next person didn't ask again.

Mu Anran didn't dare to delay any longer, knelt on the ground, and wiped off those unbearable traces with his torn clothes.

Enduring the soreness of his body, Mu Anran cleaned up the mess in the room, and when he looked up, Mu Anran saw the posthumous photo that was knocked a little crooked.

Her heart trembled, but she still carefully reached over, trying to straighten the photo, but her hand trembled unconsciously, and she was about to touch it, but she touched the photo directly to the ground.

Hearing this sound, the people outside thought that something was going on inside and rushed in.

"I'm sorry, I was negligent. ”

Mu Anran saw the photo fall to the ground, and the guilt in his heart deepened.

Ignoring the broken glass slag, he stretched out his hand and quickly picked up the photo.

Bright red blood flowed from her fingers punctured by a few pieces of broken glass, and she didn't realize it, but just held the photo in her arms, for fear that anything would go wrong.

The subordinate was a little dissatisfied when he saw Mu Anran clumsily smashing the photo, but looking at Mu Anran's red and swollen eyes and still bleeding fingers, he just shook his head helplessly.

"Madam, don't be too sad, if the lord knows that you are like now, he will not feel good. ”

The subordinate didn't know why, he just thought that Mu Anran was in a trance because of the death of the master, and as soon as his words fell, a low and magnetic male voice came from behind him, with a bit of unfathomable meaning in his tone.

"I didn't expect your feelings for the old man to be so deep. ”

Fu Junhan walked in expressionlessly, although the man was dressed in black and dressed simply to the extreme, it did not detract from his innate nobility, but it set off his clear eyebrows and extraordinary bearing.

It's just that Mu Anran was not in the mood to appreciate it at all, seeing Fu Junhan coming in, she lowered her head in a hurry, her fists clenched a little unconsciously, her nails were embedded in her palms, and a burst of pain hit her, making her keep her mind clear.

"Young Master Jun Han...... You and Madame have met before?"

The subordinates looked at the two of them, but they were at a loss in their hearts, when Mu Anran entered the door, Fu Junhan had already gone abroad, and he never came back during the period, it stands to reason that they should not know each other.

"Nature is known, after all...... It's the old man's wife, my stepmother. ”

The man's tone was tinged with an indescribable strangeness.

The servants noticed the strangeness in the air, and they didn't dare to say more, so they all withdrew.

Mu Anran saw that there were only two of them left, his body couldn't help but stiffen, and his steps retreated unconsciously.

"What, you're afraid of me?"

Fu Junhan looked at Mu Anran's subconscious movements, as well as the photo of her holding in her arms, and there was a touch of cold curvature on his lips.

"Holding that photo like this, you really have a deep affection for the old man, and he is really ...... Three lives are fortunate!"

A man's words, if everyone else sounds like a compliment, but they fall on Mu Anran's ears, it is just the most vicious sarcasm.

His heart seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a mist, but Mu Anran still bit his lower lip and couldn't hold back his tears.

Fu Junhan looked at her watery eyes, snorted disdainfully, and approached step by step.

"What are you crying about, do you feel wronged? Or is it that you were the old man who seduced you like this at that time, and even made him live up to his last promise to my mother before he died, and gave you the title of Mrs. Fu?"

"I didn't!"

Mu Anran shook his head and kept retreating.

"Back then, I ......"

Mu Anran opened his mouth, and halfway through his words, his face finally turned gray.

"What did you do back then?"

Fu Junhan stared at the woman's dejected face, pinched her chin, and forced her to meet his eyes.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

Mu Anran shook her head, for a moment, she thought about simply telling the story of the year, but after all, she still held back.

There is no need to talk about the past......

Fu Junhan looked at her evasion, and his heart was inexplicably unhappy, "Do you want to say that this Mrs. Fu's position is not what you asked, you are just forced to be helpless?" Heh, do you think I will be deceived by you again?"

After speaking, Fu Junhan let go of his hand, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and elegantly wiped the position where he had just touched Mu Anran, and then threw the handkerchief on the ground.

"Come in. ”

Fu Junhan spoke slowly, and several young and strong men walked in and lifted the coffin placed in the center of the mourning hall.

Looking at the actions of these people and looking at Fu Jun's cold expression, Mu Anran suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What are you going to do?"

When Fu Junhan heard this, he paused and glanced at him indifferently, "Naturally, will he be buried with my mother, or will it ...... You're going to take care of that?"

Mu Anran lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

"I don't care what means you used to get the old man to marry you, and even gave you a name, but you remember, the wife of the Fu family, only my mother, you ...... Unworthy. ”

After speaking, Fu Junhan took people and left here.

Before leaving, the man stepped on the handkerchief he had just wiped his fingers, leaving a dirty footprint.

Mu Anran looked at it, only to feel as if his heart had also been stepped on fiercely, and it hurt badly.

......

Mu Anran returned to the room in a trance.

She tossed the rags that she had hidden in her clothes to wipe the floor into the trash.

The mottled marks on it reminded her of everything that had happened, that it was the sin she had committed.

After all, she couldn't help the bitterness in her heart, turned on the shower, and cried bitterly under the cover of the sound of water.

Crying until his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were so dry that he could barely shed tears, Mu Anran rinsed his body and fell on the bed.

The exhaustion of her body made her quickly groggy.