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Let her grow her brain for the time being, she is an idle person, and now she can't start from Shen Dunian, so she will naturally choose to start from Mu Liang.

Mo Xiao's routine, Shen Dunian is more familiar than anyone else.

As long as she doesn't die, as long as there is a glimmer of life, she will continue to play the role of a faithful dog.

Her plan this time made Jun Shaoya suffer such a big loss, if she didn't give Jun Shaoya a little benefit, could she live?

If Shen Wannian didn't think wrong, Mo Xiao is now letting Jun Shaoya win Mu Liang's sympathy with such a pitiful appearance.

In addition, Jun Shaoya's running away from home has no meaning, whether she runs away from home or not, no matter what, the people she can think of in her head, the people who can drive her to think, only now, Mu Liang.

The more miserable she behaved in front of Mu Liang, the more she could get his temporary mercy.

She couldn't suppress and restrain Shen Dunian, but at this moment, she could only tie up Mu Liang first.

It's a pity that the route is right, but the door is wrong, she has always felt that Mu Liang will not feel at all.

In this way, if it is replaced by someone else, it may work, but it is a pity that it is difficult to say about her.

Mu Liang not only didn't like her, but on the contrary, what disgusted her the most was her small actions.

Shen Wannian was full, lazily leaned on the chair and propped his head and said lightly: "What do you think Mu Liang will do, take her in or ignore her?" ”

Jun Yiqing took a sip of tea, raised her eyes and looked at her with interest: "The latter." ”

In fact, Shen Wannian also had this answer in her heart, she glanced out the window, and said in a deep voice, "It's raining." ”

Jun Yiqing put her arms on the dining table, her chin was supported with her hands together, and her long eyes were frozen indifference: "People, only when they have completely despaired once can they have the courage to start over." ”

Although he was too cruel, Shen Dunian knew that he didn't care about Jun Shaoya, but he hoped more than anyone else that Jun Shaoya could end her ridiculous life as soon as possible and grow her brains from now on.

Meanwhile.

Located in the easternmost part of Dancheng, the villa area that is first illuminated at sunrise is the eastern sunrise.

A ghostly Maybach parked in front of a mansion under the streetlights.

The bodyguard dressed in black opened the car door for the people in the car, held an umbrella and said respectfully: "Mr. Mu." ”

Stepping down from the car, dressed in a white slim-fitting suit, the person who almost wanted to illuminate the night was undoubtedly cool.

"Mr. Mu, that ......" When Mu Liang got out of the car, the bodyguard looked at the gate of the villa, the dark figure shrinking in the corner.

Mu Liang followed his line of sight, and the girl who was cowering in the corner at the moment was soaked in rain, and her long hair was wet and drooping on her shoulders.

She hugged her legs, and when she heard him come back, she raised her head slightly, revealing a pale complexion, without the slightest arrogance on weekdays.

Mu Liang's gaze fell on her face, and his footsteps walked towards her, and the bodyguard followed.

"Emperor Mu, I'm sorry...... I know, I know I shouldn't be bothering you, I'm ...... I can't think of anyone else but you, you...... Can you help me? Jun Shaoya stood up tremblingly, not only if he had been squatting for too long, but also because his feet were soft and planted towards him, so pitiful.

Mu Liang stretched out a slender arm, Jun Shaoya suddenly held it in order to stabilize her body, and then she seemed to feel abrupt, and after standing firmly, she trembled and let go, biting her delicate lips that were slightly white without color, twisting her eyebrows and saying softly: "I'm sorry for soiling your clothes." ”

Mu Liang condescendingly looked at Jun Shaoya, who had changed amazingly in front of him, and his cold voice was cooler than the night rain: "What's the matter." ”