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508. Chapter 508 There is a kind of mourning cry: admire Fan 27

The sharp nails dug into the flesh and blood spilled out.

After the meeting, Yang Mufan and others got up and left the study.

When Mu Wanqing heard their footsteps approaching the door, she was immediately frightened and at a loss.

She was stunned for a moment, and after she regained her composure, she ran towards the stairs as fast as she could.

Tianhu said with some reluctance: "Second brother, look, it's already so late, otherwise... today, you can kindly take in everyone. Let us also have a good experience living in the main residence of the Royal Garden."

Luxurious feel.”

Nan Juefeng also echoed: "Yes, second brother, everyone drank today and can't drive."

You know, after following Yang Mufan for eight years, they had never lived in Mu Garden.

Although Mu Yuan has an ancestral motto that stipulates that only descendants of the admiring family are not allowed to move in.

However, rules are dead and people are alive.

I admire the head of the Fantangtang family, and the old man is far away in the United States. They and their group should rest for one night in Muyuan. They should be fine.

However, when they collectively yelled at Yang Mufan, Yang Mufan's sensitive ears moved up and down quickly, and then he raised his hand to signal him to shut up.

Sensing something unusual about Yang Mufan, Nan Juefeng and others immediately became alert and paid close attention to what was going on outside.

Yang Mufan could clearly hear the sound of urgent and messy footsteps getting further and further away from the corridor outside the door.

The handsome eyebrows were sharply twisted; the dark eyes were filled with a thick layer of cold light in an instant...

He walked slowly to the door, then opened the door with a "clatter".

The moment he stepped out of the study, he clearly saw Mu Wanqing's back disappearing into the corner of the corridor.

At that moment, Yang Mufan's eyes were full of coldness.

"Third brother, who is eavesdropping outside the door?!" Wei Yutian asked in a low voice, and at the same time, he followed him out of the study.

But the long corridor, illuminated by orange wall lamps, was quiet and empty, with no trace of suspicious people at all.

Seeing that Yang Mufan had an ugly expression, Nan Juefeng also asked, "Second brother, have you seen who that person is?!"

"..." Yang Mufan was silent for a while, and then, while walking downstairs with his long legs, he said coldly and expressionlessly, "I didn't see clearly, I guess it's a servant. It's getting late, I sent the driver and

The bodyguards will escort you back."

When they heard that Yang Mufan had cold-bloodedly issued an order to expel the guests, everyone immediately became angry.

They have begged for so long and wasted so much saliva, but they still won't let me live?!

However, no matter how angry or dissatisfied they are, they dare not complain...

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Mu Wanqing panicked and fled back to the guest room. After slamming the door shut, she leaned against the door panel and gasped for air.

At the same time, as if the last bit of strength in her body had been taken away, she weakly pressed against the door and slid to the ground.

She huddled there, hugged herself, and buried her head deeply between her knees.

There was no light in the room, it was dark and cold, like hell, without any light or warmth.

Mu Wanqing couldn't stop trembling all over.

She bit her lip and kept pinching her wrists with sharp nails, trying to use painful stimulation to completely clear her mind.

"Yang Mufan, how could you do this to me?!"

"I admire Fan..."

"I admire Fan..."


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