Han Youyou clenched her teeth, and the hatred that welled up in her heart was about to burn her.

It's all Mu Tang, it's all because of Mu Tang, if it weren't for her, none of this would have happened.

She thought hatefully, and couldn't wait to rush out now to peel and cut Mu Tang's flesh, but Mo Zhanpeng looked at her vicious appearance but thought it was against him.

He squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, "Why, you forgot your own identity so quickly." Little slut, I tell you, you don't want to get rid of me for the rest of your life. You be honest and make Lao Tzu happy, Lao Tzu may be able to give you some sweetness, if you make Lao Tzu unhappy......"

Speaking of this, he sighed, and a fat hand directly ripped open the sweater around her waist, and got into it, all the way up.

Han You closed her eyes violently, there was a foreign body churning in her stomach, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but vomit it, but she was even more afraid, if she vomited, this beast would be more cruel to her.

The hand that slipped into her sweater and kneaded her body wantonly was like a demon's hand, trying to pull her into hell.

Just when she thought that this time she would not be able to escape as before, just as she was struggling with whether to be as obedient and well-behaved as before, and trick him into untying her first, the movement of that hand suddenly stopped.

Almost at the same time, she heard a muffled grunt, briefly.

A few seconds later, the fat body collapsed, pressing heavily on her body, making her almost breathless.

When she recovered, she finally felt that something was wrong.

Her eyebrows moved, she cautiously opened her eyes, and the next moment, her pupils shrank.

In front of the bed stood a man, dressed in a black sweatshirt. He held a dagger in his hand, the face of which had been dyed red.

When Han Youyou opened his eyes, he turned the dagger around his fingertips, raised his eyebrows at her, hooked his lips, and smiled evilly but terrifyingly.

Han Youyou's throat rolled, and he slowly turned his head to meet Mo Zhanpeng's wide-open eyes.

He was lying on top of her, facing her, his eyes protruding and his pupils wide open, probably too shocked before he died.

His throat had been slit, and blood was pouring out......

……

Mu Tang woke up at eight o'clock the next morning.

She used to be very sleepy, and if she didn't have anything to do, she could sleep until 12 o'clock at noon when she didn't have to go to school.

can be reborn once, and I don't know if I subconsciously feel that life should not be wasted, after all, I will wake up every day when the time comes, and then I can never sleep again.

Still, she was used to being in bed for a while.

She first thought of Wen Ziyue, I wonder if her parents agreed to do an autopsy?

But thinking of the pair of men and women he saw yesterday, Mu Tang thought that they should be, they love Yueyue very much, and they don't believe that Yueyue will commit suicide, and they will definitely hope to find out the real murderer of Yueyue.

But Mu Tang also knew that even an autopsy would not detect anything.

If it was what she saw, Yueyue was hypnotized, and the results of the autopsy might be suicide.

Yueyue, she must find the murderer and avenge Yueyue!

She thought about interrogating Zhao Hesheng later, and she didn't know if there could be any results, whether he was the real murderer?

Oh, by the way, and Qi Ran's birthday is coming.

Calculated carefully, it seems that she hasn't given Qi Ran a gift for several years.

In fact, she prepares gifts for him every year, but because she wants to distance herself from him, she doesn't dare to give it to him, and in the end she throws them all away.

What gift should she give him this year?