As soon as Gyatso finished speaking, a slap hit him on the face without hesitation. Gyatso looked shocked, covering half of his face that was in pain from the beating, and looked at the cold Muxue.
Muxue's hand also trembled slightly, and the blow was so hard that her hand also hurt.
Gyatso had no idea that Muxue, a weak girl, could attack so harshly. He didn't say a word for a long time. When he realized what he was doing, cruelty flashed in his eyes.
"Okay, you dare to hit me."
"Pah——"
Another slap hit Gyatso hard on the face without any hesitation. Gyatso was handsome and had very fair skin, but now there were two bright red marks.
His eyes turned red with anger. He rushed in front of Muxue and swung his fists. Muxue was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth to bear the punch.
"Bang……"
The fist struck in one fell swoop, and Muxue screamed in horror, but fell into a solid embrace, and then heard the sound of someone falling down.
The expected pain did not come.
On the contrary, when he opened his eyes, he saw that Wenjiacuo had fallen to the side of the eldest master's tombstone, and his head hit the stone, and blood immediately dripped down.
His good-looking face suddenly felt a little...
Du Junxi hugged Mu Xue tightly, the cold and cruel fire burning in his eyes.
"Wen Gyatso, if you want revenge, just come over and hit the woman, and you will die."
And the one who was beaten was still a woman!!!
Mu Xue's clear eyes widened, the scenery in her eyes was soft, and she looked up at Du Junxi blankly. The feeling of being in his arms suddenly became more familiar to her.
In panic,
She struggled to get out, but Du Junxi looked coldly at Wen Gyatso, hugged her tightly, and did not give her a chance to struggle.
It seems,
He seemed frightened by Wen Gyatso's punch and was anxious to protect Muxue.
Muxue blinked, having various illusions in her mind, but in the end, she rejected them all ruthlessly.
…
Wen Gyatso didn't care about the blood on his face, but suddenly he laughed as if he was relaxed, pointing at Du Junxi.
"You admitted it?"
"You admit that you killed Haoyang, right?"
"Du Junxi, I made a mistake in not destroying the Plaza Hotel. I will not give up and I will continue to destroy you."
He cursed one after another, chilling the hearts of everyone in front of him. Du Junxi didn't feel anything about his words. He just held Muxue's hand, turned around ruthlessly, and sat in the cable car again.
Feeling the cable car start, Muxue suddenly remembered something, lay down on the car window, and shouted to Gyatso.
"Mr. Wen, what you brought down was not Du Junxi, but Du Haoyang's hotel——"
If Haoyang had not died, Du Haoyang would be the president of the Du family, so everyone has the right to believe that it was Du Junxi who killed Du Haoyang for the cliched ending of the story.
*
The cable car sped away, and Wenjiacuo, who was lying on the ground, raised his head and stared at their retreating figures, the expression on his face became more and more complicated——
*
The car soon arrived at the city center. Mu Xue turned around and looked at Du Junxi.
"Mr. Du, let me get off the car first, okay?"
Du Junxi slowly came back to her senses at this time and looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She should be attending a banquet tonight.
You should also go back and prepare.
"Su Muxue, there is a banquet tonight, will you go to it with me?"
--if,
She is the vain woman Wen Gyatso said, so she should be smart and not reject herself, and take this opportunity to rise to the top and become famous instantly, right?
Mu Xue shook her head.
"Sorry, I already have an appointment."
Du Junxi nodded and asked the bodyguard to park the car at the platform. Mu Xue thanked him and turned to get out of the car. However, when he was about to open the door, Du Junxi's deep voice came from behind.
"Do you believe it?"
"kindness?"
Muxue turned around inexplicably and looked at the sunlight pouring in from the window, covering half of Junxi's handsome face. Under the sunlight, he was even more sparkling and charming.
After thinking for a second, Mu Xue smiled.
"This is your family matter, I am not qualified to speak, but... why is the relationship between Wen Gyatso and the eldest young master so close?"
When she said this, Mu Xue's eyes overflowed with trust. In fact, the meaning was very obvious. She believed that Du Junxi would not be the murderer of her eldest brother.
because,
He doesn't need to use this method, considering his ability.
Junxi's eyes turned cold, and with a slight press, the car door opened, and one word escaped from his gritted teeth.
"roll--"
Damn it, who asked her to comment on the relationship between Wen Gyatso and Du Haoyang? Wen Gyatso, who is a homosexual, does he think that Du Haoyang will like him?
Du Haoyang likes...
What I have always liked is...
*
After Mu Xue got out of the car, when she was about to call Ashuo, she felt a car parked beside her. When the car window opened, Ashuo's face magically appeared inside.
"Miss Su, get in the car."
Mu Xue pursed her lips and smiled, hurriedly got into the car, turned to look at Ashuo and said.
"I was about to call you, but I didn't expect such a coincidence."
"Yes, the third young master said he wanted Wu Ji's snacks, so I went to buy some and happened to see you."
…
——A Shuo smiled politely and would never tell Muxue that the young master informed him early in the morning where the car was waiting. Buying snacks for the third young master was just an excuse.
"Has Yihang gone home?"
Although his injury is not serious, if he goes home, he should take a doctor back to prevent anything else from happening. Besides, it was a car collision, which can be big or small.
"I'm back. There's a banquet in the evening. The young master said everything was fine. The doctor also did a very careful examination and confirmed that it was just a minor injury, so I went back."
…
Muxue nodded, and then leaned on the car chair to rest a little tiredly, her mind was a little confused. What she saw today made her feel very shocked.
Do Junxi,
He couldn't be the murderer of his brother. For no reason other than an intuition, he was too calm and even suffered all this silently.
If he is really not the murderer,
Then he,
Isn't it pitiful?
The feeling of being wronged is particularly uncomfortable.
The car unknowingly returned to Shuiyunjian. After Ashuo parked the car, he found that Mu Xue had fallen asleep without knowing it.
Ashuo was stunned for a moment, rolled down the car window, covered Muxue with a soft blanket, and put her car seat back so that she could sleep comfortably.
five minutes later,
The door reopened, and a luxury car slowly drove in. When passing Muxue's car, the man in the car seemed to raise his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the familiar Muxue.
As Shuo watched the car leave quickly, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.