Mu Qingyu raised his head and glanced upstairs, then looked back at Du Ziteng calmly, "You are the manager of the Mu family compound. If you don't care, what should I punish you?"

"Hey, young master, please don't punish me. I really don't know about this matter. Miss Lili went to the backyard and didn't tell me."

Du Ziteng touched Mu Qingyu with his hand and said coquettishly, "Young master, please don't show off to me. What can I say? We have been together for ten years."

"Okay, if you don't care about me from now on, I'll kick you out!"

"You are reluctant." Du Ziteng went to scratch Mu Qingyu's waist, but Mu Qingyu rudely slapped his hand away. He stroked the back of his hand, pursed his lips, and cursed, "You have no conscience. It's a shame that I'm so loyal to you."

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Mu Qingyu ignored him, his eyes were condensed, and he walked upstairs with a stern face.

As soon as I reached the corner of the second floor, I suddenly heard a faint hoarse call coming from the back garden: "Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei..."

The sad voice made his feet suddenly turn in a different direction, and he went downstairs. Du Ziteng followed him strangely, but he waved his hand to stop him.

"Bang bang bang..." Why is this wooden door so strong?

An Yurou's hands were swollen and her shoulders hurt from the impact, but the door was still tightly closed with only a ray of light coming through.

"Xiao Hei..." My throat hurts so much, but what hurts even more is my heart.

Tears fell silently.

She was afraid, afraid that Xiao Hei would be kicked to death by that ruthless bad woman. During the previous fight, she discovered that this woman was capable.

When she struggled with him, she didn't use 100% of her strength. If she was really fierce, she would probably kill herself with one kick.

Then why didn't she kick herself to death?

"Bang." There was a slight sound of opening the door. An Yurou's gloomy eyes immediately brightened like stars. She hurriedly opened the door, but in the next second, she suddenly stepped back.

A black-faced evil star stood tall at the door, his long figure covering her. The afterglow shone on his back, but it made people feel that he exuded a cold aura.

An Yurou seemed to have seen the cold-faced King of Hell, and her heart went "dong".

"What are you arguing about?" Mu Qingyu looked at her with a cold face.

An Yurou fluttered her eyelashes, convinced that this man was the demon Mu Qingyu, and she was immediately filled with anger, and all her fear instantly turned into grief and anger.

"Devil, what grudge do I have against you? You want to treat me like this!"

Mu Qingyu's thin lips curled up slightly, and his cold eyes glanced up and down. When he saw that her whole body was dirty and messy, and her little face was red and swollen from being beaten, his eyes darkened.

But soon, he raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Don't you have any memory? You came here voluntarily!"

He mentioned that incident again, but...it was purely an inadvertent incident.

It was because of my own inadvertence, not voluntarily!

An Yurou lamented for a while, then her mouth tightened. She softened her tone and said, "I don't want to do it anymore. Mr. Mu, please let me go and give Xiao Hei back to me."

She approached him, her face was stained with tears, her beautiful clear eyes were watery, and her expression was sad and pitiful.

Is she praying?

Facing her pair of gloomy and beautiful big eyes, Mu Qingyu took a breath and tried hard to suppress the trembling string in his heart...

No! Women like to use pitiful looks to confuse men. He must not be soft-hearted.

So, he snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it!"

Those two words drove An Yurou into an ice cave. Her whole body was shaken, and he turned around. His cold and hard back was like an ice wall. She really couldn't think of breaking through.

"Are you still a human being? You have first- and second-class lovers, and do you still want me, a third-class person, to be a servant?" An Yurou almost cried when she thought of her grandfather in the hospital and her brother whose life or death was uncertain.

"Yes!" One word, firm and powerful.

"You are shameless!" An Yurou couldn't help it and punched him on the back.

The force felt heavier, but the rebound made her arms numb. The man didn't move at all. She frowned and didn't dare to hit him with her fists anymore.

It's useless, his back is made of copper and iron, many times harder than an ice wall.

Mu Qingyu slowly turned around, his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle her wrist and pulled her hard. An Yurou fell over, and just when she was about to get close to his chest, he gave her a hard throw.

"Ah!" She was thrown to the ground again, lying on her stomach, her red and swollen cheeks stained with grayish white.

"I told you, don't hit me every time in the future!" Mu Qingyu stepped on the left hand she hit him with just now, and said in a cold tone, "Be careful I break it!"

It hurts! The man's shiny leather shoes stepped on the back of his hand, and the bumpy soles made the back of An Yurou's hand dig into the flesh like an awl.

What a perverted man, what a cold man!

He and that stinky woman are a perfect match! Is he here to take care of herself for her?

"Asshole!" An Yurou raised her head and growled angrily at him.

Mu Qingyu was condescending, his eyes narrowed, and he looked down at her coldly!

At this moment, she was like a humble ant, crawling under his feet. Her arrogance, her dignity... he could crush her at any time.

But her eyes were still flashing with anger, and even though she looked up at him with tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, she still didn't take back her stubbornness.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Calling himself a "bastard" again and again! Mu Qingyu seemed very angry, and what was even more angry was that he didn't seem to have conquered her yet.

"Devil, you are really not a man!" An Yurou gritted her teeth, with a contemptuous sneer flashing in her eyes, "Do you think you are capable of bullying a weak woman?"

These words came to him coldly, making Mu Qingyu's face distorted. He was not a man? Didn't she still know whether he was a man?

He bent down, grabbed her hair, and snorted coldly, "An Yurou, you are the maid I bought. I can bully you as much as I want. Once you get here, it will be your hell. Just wait and enjoy!"

After that, he let go of his hand and saw a little dust on his palm. He frowned and patted it. Just as he was distracted, An Yurou suddenly opened his mouth...

"Well..." Mu Qingyu subconsciously let out a cry of pain and looked down at the little maid biting his ankle.

She is really a dog!

An Yurou opened her red eyes and bit his flesh fiercely. She hated that her teeth were not sharp enough. Through the thin layer of clothing, she felt that she had bitten out his blood, but she did not bite.

bone.

If the teeth were sharp knives, she really wanted to pick out his bones and use them as Xiao Hei's dinner!

"Holy shit!" Mu Qingyu said violently, bending down and grabbing her chin.

Her mouth was loosened, but her teeth were covered with blood. I wonder if it was his or hers?

The bones of her chin were almost shattered by the pinch, but she was smiling, a bloody smile, her eyes were enchanting, and two lines of crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Devil, I hate you!"

The voice was unclear, but unusually cold, angry, and tinged with sadness.
Chapter completed!