In the corridor, Mu Yi walked in front, and Du Xiurong followed behind her.

Suddenly, Mu Yi paused, and Du Xiurong took a step back, like a frightened deer, "Miss Mu? ”

Mu Yi looked at her with a smile, and there was indeed undisguised coldness in his eyes.

Du Xiulan looked at the coldness in Mu Yi's eyes, and forgot to react for a while.

"What is Miss Du afraid of?"

When Mu Yi's words fell, Du Xiurong came back to her senses and was shocked to find a cold sweat behind her. She pursed her lips, stared at Mu Yi in horror with a pair of eyes, and even burst into tears, "Miss Mu, I'm sorry, please don't misunderstand, I'll ...... with you"

"Misunderstanding what?" Mu Yi interrupted and tilted her head, but the smile on the corner of her lips was a little weirder.

Du Xiurong's mind was a little confused, she never knew that a person could laugh so terrible! It was as if the deeper the smile on her face, the stronger the coldness in her eyes.

She trembled and squirmed her lips, wondering whether to listen to Song Xichu and not make it difficult for him, or to listen to Du Xiulan's to take the initiative to fight.

Du Xiurong saw Mu Yi retreating, her face was indifferent, as if the emotions just now were all illusions, "It's better for Miss Du to go ahead." ”

"Me?" Du Xiurong tried to control it, but she still couldn't stop the trill.

"Miss Du doesn't go ahead, how do I know where to go?"

Hearing this, Du Xiurong breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, was she too weak just now? He smiled and said, "Okay, Miss Mu, please come with me." ”

Du Xiurong took Mu Yi to a room, "The clothes are on the sofa, I am outside the door, if you need anything, Miss Mu can call me." ”

Mu Yi glanced at the room, nodded, and said "thank you" and entered the house.

Walking into the room, a bed, a wardrobe, a sofa, a coffee table, a desk, a chair, it's simple. There is no superfluous thing, and there is no shortage of basic ones.

The training clothes on the couch were neatly stacked, and she walked to the window and closed the curtains.

Outside the door.

Du Xiurong was guarding the door, holding her hands at her waist, her willow eyebrows frowning and tight, and her heart was entangled.

"Sister, why are you still here?" I don't know where Du Xiulan came from, I glanced at the door and asked, "Is the door locked?" ”

"Door?" Du Xiurong's frowning eyebrows were full of doubts, "Why do you want to lock the door?" Miss Mu was still changing clothes in the room. ”

"She's the one inside who has to lock the door!" Du Xiulan glared at Du Xiurong with hatred, shook her head, and reached into her bag to take out the key, "Do you really want to wait for her to participate in the exercise?" What do you do if Brother Song has feelings for her during the exercise? ”

"But Alain, she was originally Xichu's fiancée, no matter what, she will always be the head of the Song family in the future! Now we do this to her, and ...... in the future."

Du Xiulan, who found the key, ignored Du Xiurong's stopping, and locked the door with her hands and feet, "Oh, my sister, why are you so stupid!" If she really marries Brother Song, do you think she will let you enter the door of the Song family? ”

"That'...... So what to do? can't lock her up ...... "Although she admires Song Xichu, she naturally understands that no matter how deep her relationship with Song Xichu is, the mother of the Song family can only be Mu Yi. She never thought of replacing Mu Yi, but what Alan said...... It's not unreasonable......

"What are you afraid of, when someone asks, you will say that you don't know." Putting the key back in Du Xiurong's pocket, Du Xiulan pulled her and walked downstairs, "I saw Brother Song and they were gathering just now." ”

At the corner of the stairs, Du Xiulan raised her eyes and glanced at the place of the door, and in the blink of an eye, she hid all her emotions.

After the two of them left, Wei Qing and Momofuku walked out of the end of the hallway.

Baifu looked in the direction the two left, glanced back at the door, and then looked up at Wei Qing, "Second master, do you want me to help Miss Mu open the door?" ”

Wei Qing's eyes were heavy, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long time, his thin lips hooked up a touch of fun, "No." ”