Regarding Nan Juefeng's weird behavior, Yang Mufan frowned in confusion and stepped forward to take a look -
Mu Wanqing's face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were lifeless and unfocused. The moment she saw Yang Mufan come out, she flickered slightly.
Obviously, at this moment, she was really special. She really wanted to cry and shed tears. However, she forced herself to hold back her tears. Then she smiled brightly at Yang Mufan, trembling her hands, and
She handed him the lunch box that she had been holding tightly in her arms, and with a choked voice, she shouted weakly: "Mu Fan, your favorite grandma's rice noodles, today I..."
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Before she could finish her words, Yang Mufan already raised his leg and kicked the lunch box over.
The hot oil soup of rice noodles was like a raging ocean wave, pouring down from Mu Wanqing's head.
Mu Wanqing let out an "ahhh" sound and screamed repeatedly.
She quickly raised her hand to touch the roots of her hair and face, which were so painful from being permed, that her whole body was going into convulsions.
"Second brother?!"
"Second brother?!"
Nan Juefeng and the three Tian family brothers standing at the door were completely shocked.
They couldn't believe that Yang Mufan would be so cruel to a woman.
No matter what Mu Wanqing did wrong and how unhappy she made him, but... as a man, he should have the most basic gentlemanly demeanor, right?!
Even if he doesn't eat rice noodles, he can't overturn it.
They also know that Yang Mufan has always been cruel and cruel, so cold that even his blood has no warmth.
But this was the first time they saw such a terrifying Yang Mufan.
Yang Mufan's face was indifferent and frosty, and he curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Mu Wanqing, you are really lowly in front of money."
After saying that, he no longer looked at her, raised his legs to walk around her, and strode downstairs.
Nan Juefeng looked at Mu Wanqing who was kneeling on the ground, her body covered with oil and her whole little face was flushed red. His eyebrows were slightly frowned. He turned to Tianlang and ordered: "You stay here and take care of Wanqing."
After giving the instructions, Nan Juefeng quickly caught up: "Second brother, wait a moment, second brother..."
Mu Wanqing knelt on the ground, burying her head deeply, and the rice noodle soup dripped one after another along her wet hair.
Sirius knelt down and raised his hand to help her, but Mu Wanqing refused: "Thank you. No need to trouble you, I will take care of myself."
As she spoke, she moved her clumsy and stiff body, little by little, to put the rice noodles spilled on the floor into the lunch box one by one, and then, just like the moment she got the rice noodles,
, tightly pressed the lunch box to the chest firmly.
Holding one hand on the wall, she stood up with difficulty.
Sirius wanted to step forward several times to help her, but before his hands even touched her body, she had already avoided him.
Mu Wanqing looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Don't help me. If Mu Fan finds out that you helped me, you will also be punished."
After saying that, Mu Wanqing bent towards Sirius. Mu Wanqing held on to the wall, turned around and went downstairs with a staggering step.
Sirius, the whole person was completely stunned.
She stood there stupidly, watching Mu Wanqing slowly leave with her hunched body.
The lights in the corridor were dim, blurry, and hazy, reflecting on her trembling shoulders, which made her look particularly desolate and desolate. Sirius felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
During the three years of following Yang Mufan, as his most capable assistant, he always reminded himself: except for Yang Mufan, he should not have feelings for anyone, especially women.
