Chapter 3: Pray that you will die well

Originally, Mu Wushuang had always stayed away from the internal contradictions of this big family.

However, the conditions given by the Chu family are too tempting: a reward of 200,000 yuan a month, the longer the task, the higher the reward, if Chu Xiu dies due to natural force majeure factors in the middle, Mu Wushuang, as a fiancée, also has a certain chance of obtaining part of the inheritance.

Therefore, in Mu Wushuang's eyes, Chu Xiu was like a rooster that could lay golden eggs.

She didn't need to do anything to Chu Xiu, the object of the task, she just needed to play the role of a good confidant and lover, and secretly prayed that Chu Xiu would die as soon as possible.

Mu Wushuang's fighting spirit was completely burned, and looking at Chu Xiu's back, she vowed to gnaw this difficult bone.

Bypassing Chu Xiu, stand in front of him, and make sure that the most perfect state is presented in front of him.

Mu Wushuang's crystal eyes were glistening with tears, and his sweet voice sounded extremely low, "Chu Xiu, why don't you ignore me?" "It's the deep resentment of the woman I see pitiful.

Chu Xiu and Mu Wushuang's eyes met again.

[This tune, I heard that my teeth were very sore. Here, Mu Wushuang silently shook off the goosebumps on his body in the small theater.

[What did Uncle De say besides saying that he wanted to talk to Chu Xiu? From...... What's in his mouth? Forget it, don't think about it, it doesn't matter anyway. 】

Chu Xiu's pupils contracted violently when he heard the "cliché", and a sharp light flashed under his eyes, it seemed that there were really a lot of moths, everywhere.

"Thirsty." Chu Xiu threw down this sentence, sat back on the hospital bed, picked up the water glass, and took a moment to sip it gently, and his movements were so elegant that he couldn't speak.

But in Mu Wushuang's eyes, there are only two words: pretending to be forced.

"I'm going to eat apples." Uncle Chu raised Erlang's legs and pointed to the fruit basket at the head of the bed, and his tone did not have the slightest consciousness of asking for others.

Mu Wushuang suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said "Okay" in response.

Peeling the apple indignantly, he complained again about the class difference, Chu Xiu is young master's body, Lao Tzu's life, millions of dollars in minutes;

It's like her, it's the body of a maid, serving Lao Tzu's life, and finally saving a few dollars, and she can be squandered by the bad old man in the family in an instant.

The apple, which was originally red and big, became delicate and petite under Mu Wushuang's anger.

Chu Xiu saw Mu Wushuang's forbearant expression, and couldn't help but think of teasing her, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said with a bit of scoundrel: "I want you to feed me with your own hands, otherwise I won't be able to eat it." ”

The next second.

As he wished, he heard the crazy roar in Mu Wushuang's heart: [Feed you with your own hands, why is your face so big? I can't eat it, it's a waste of Yuan Longping's grandfather's food, and I'm full! 】

Chu Xiu: "......" He felt that he was humiliating himself.

After roaring, Mu Wushuang seamlessly switched into a gentle expression again, looking at the knife in his hand, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

[If I just took this knife and cut it and fed him, would he be surprised?] 】

Chu Xiu: Surprise your second uncle.

"Forget it, you're clumsy, I'll do it myself." Chu Xiu snatched the apple in frustration.

Mu Wushuang's eyes were earnest, and he said softly: "Chu Xiu, let's come, you are a patient." "The gesture is to snatch the apple from Chu Xiu's hand.

Chu Xiu flashed flexibly, swallowed the last bite of the apple, threw the apple core into the trash, and spread his hands, "I'm done, don't use it." ”

Mu Wushuang felt a mouthful of old blood choke in his throat.