Chapter 422: His Hard Heart

Jun Shaoya was wearing a thin shirt, and the cold rain fell on her, making her unconsciously wrap around her body, and her voice was as soft as the wind: "You, can you take me in for a day?" I don't want to go home, our family is in a mess now because of Shen Dunian, I really ...... I don't want to go back, but I don't have anywhere else to go. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

A trace of mockery and coldness slipped under Mu Liang's eyes, he looked at her condescendingly for two seconds, handed her the umbrella in his hand, and said in a deep voice to the people around him: "Send Miss Jun to the hotel." ”

Jun Shaoya was cold, and her trembling cold fingers did not catch the umbrella but grabbed Mu Liang's hand, and begged: "I can't go to the hotel, they can find me, Mu Yingdi, you can take me in for a day, just one day, tomorrow I will definitely be able to find a way to leave by myself." ”

Mu Liang stretched out his hand to brush her hand away, stuffed the umbrella into her hand, and said coldly: "Miss Jun, at what age are you still running away from home, I am not a shelter here, you can do it yourself." ”

Jun Shaoya held the umbrella tightly, she didn't expect Mu Liang to be so ruthless.

She begged so far, even if it was an ordinary colleague, she would not let her shiver in this cold rain, not to mention, she had been ...... to him

"If the person standing here today is Shen Dunian, will Emperor Mu take it in?" Jun Shaoya raised her red eyes and asked in a quiet voice.

Mu Liang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then his thin lips hooked, and he was extremely soothing: "Yes." ”

Jun Shaoya's eyes darkened, her heart felt like it was pierced by a sharp knife, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly from the colic.

Immediately, she smiled, looked at Mu Liang's gaze with mockery, and said weakly: "Doesn't Emperor Mu Yingdi know that Shen Dunian has already obtained a certificate with my brother? You don't have a chance, what they owe is a wedding, don't you know? They love each other very much, my brother can be the enemy of the entire Jun family for her, it's useless for you to do anything." ”

Mu Liang's face was windless and undulating, he took one last look at Jun Shaoya, and said lightly: "Whether it's useful or not, you don't count what you said." ”

Jun Shaoya saw him leave resolutely, the rain hit his dark black hair, his face, his shoulders, and his body, but it was still not as cold as himself.

Cool up.

It's really cold and ruthless.

In the night rain, the pitch-black umbrella in Jun Shaoya's hand fell in response.

She lifted her eyes slightly, looking out at the gloomy sky, and the rain poured into her eyes, turning into a hot liquid and sliding out.

Shen Dunian, she wanted her to experience this feeling too.

And she couldn't see that a black sports car was parked under the street lamp not far in front of her.

In the car, Mu Zihan leaned lazily on the main driver's seat, one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand playing with the mobile phone.

His treacherous and evil gaze fell on Jun Shaoya in the distance, his expression was mocking and disdainful, and his voice sneered: "Mu Liang's charm is really not small, the bewitched Miss Jun family is crazy, what kind of play is this?"

Beside him, sat a woman with a plain face but an extraordinary temperament.

She withdrew her gaze from Jun Shaoya, her arms were on the door of the car to support her head, her charming but not demonic long eyes were gently hooked, and her voice was as graceful as a warbler: "It doesn't matter which one happens, we can count it as an unexpected gain, Jun Shaoya, this chess piece is not used well, the car is destroyed, it can be used, the lethality should not be underestimated, it's just that it takes a little effort, it's too stupid." ”

Mu Zihan glanced at her faintly, and sneered: "Bai Shuliang, you have been playing more and more recently, and you have just gained the trust of Shen Wannian, Jun Shaoya, this waste, forget it, your appetite is too big, be careful of accumulating food." ”

The corners of Bai Shuliang's lips hooked, and she laughed, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she tilted her head and winked at Mu Zihan playfully: "Brother Zihan, you can't be afraid of the climate, eh, our Miss Jun is leaving, follow her." ”