Chapter 7: What's Going on with Your Face
The two went out of the mall.
Luo Xi walked beside Mu Yihan and coughed lightly, "Mr. Mu! ”
"Huh?" Mu Yihan carried a few bags of things, stopped, and looked back at her.
The shredded sunlight shone on him, softening the angular contours of his face and enveloping him with a golden glow.
The picture is a little unrealistic.
Mujia genes are so good!
Luo Xi sighed secretly before saying, "The money for today's shopping and the rent money, I will give it to you in half a month." ”
Thousands of dollars, she can still earn it in half a month!
"Okay." Mu Yihan lightly hooked the corner of his lower lip.
There is just a lack of a reason to continue to contact her.
The two walked side by side towards the Land Rover.
Luo Xi thought that Mu Yihan was the kind of person who was silent, but she didn't expect him to be very talkative, and she talked about everything she liked, but she judged people by her appearance.
If Mu Zishu knew her thoughts, she would definitely be shocked and her eyes fell to the ground.
Her second brother's kind of person who can't beat a fart with three sticks, talkative? Joke!
When he was about to arrive at the car, someone suddenly shouted: "Xiaoxi! ”
Luo Xi's whole body stiffened, clenched his fist slightly, and looked at the voice.
Luo's father and mother were very conspicuous in the crowd, and the maid behind them was moving things into the car, probably out to shop, and just happened to bump into her.
"Is it convenient for Mr. Mu to wait for me in the car? I just met two acquaintances and reminisced about the past. Luo Xi's expression has returned to normal.
Mu Yihan glanced at the Luo family couple, frowned almost invisibly, nodded his head, and got into the car.
Luo Ximin's lips and walked in front of Luo's father and Luo's mother.
They were as glamorous as ever, unaffected by her imprisonment.
Sometimes she wonders if she's their real daughter!
"Xiaoxi, what's going on with your face?" Luo Mu looked at the scar at the end of her eyebrows, her face full of worry.
Luo Xi said casually: "It's nothing, I was just beaten in prison." ”
"Beaten?" Luo's mother frowned, "Tell me about you, you don't know how to take care of your little temperament when you get to prison!" Did you say something excessive that made others angry? ”
Luo's father sneered, "A person like her deserves to be killed even if she is beaten!" ”
Luo Xi had already told herself that whenever her parents showed the slightest regret or guilt, she didn't care about what they had done to her before.
Really...... Are expectations too high for them?
"It's a shame that others praise Mr. Luo as a great philanthropist, I think it's just a black-eyed thing!"
Hearing this, Luo's father was so angry that his face turned red, "You-"
"What are you, am I not right?" Luo Xi sneered: "Scolding my own daughter for deserving to be killed, saying that you are a black-hearted thing, insulting the three words of black-hearted!" ”
Luo's father stretched out his hand and pointed at her, panting with anger, and he couldn't say a word for a long time, so Luo's mother hurriedly patted him on the back and smoothed him.
"Don't point your finger at people, it's rude, didn't you still teach me?" Luo Xi slapped him away, then pulled out a tissue and wiped his hands carefully, as if he had touched something disgusting.