Chapter 871 love is a superstition of the right place at the right time

No, this can't go on. She thought to herself as she washed up. Looks like I have to talk to Dongfang Mo today. If he really wants to spend the rest of his life with her, then... ...

Just as she thought of this, she accidentally swallowed a bit of toothpaste foam. Her stomach immediately began to churn. "URGH... URGH... "

She vomited into the sink for quite a while. When she raised her head, she realized that she was Pale and colorless in the mirror. Her hair was disheveled, and there was a bloody toothpaste foam at the corner of her mouth. She was clearly a messy woman.

She could not help but sigh, and her hand unconsciously slipped onto her stomach. Only then did she remember that it was not Dongfang Mo who broke her wings, because Dongfang Mo had never objected to her drawing. In fact, when they went to Nim for their honeymoon.. Dongfang Mo even helped her carry the easel.

Well, the thing that really prevented her from drawing was actually this torturous little thing in her stomach. Perhaps it was because she had recovered from the scar and forgot about the pain, but she felt that this little thing in her stomach was much more noisy than when Yu Yu was in her stomach six years ago.

Her days were indeed more lazy than the Moon. By the time Mu ru finished her breakfast, it was almost noon. She could not help but yawn, as if she was still sleepy and wanted to sleep again.

She could not help but mutter in her heart, this was all caused by Dongfang Mo. now, her days were almost reversed.

Fine, let it be reversed. In any case, she could not even draw now, what else could she do?

She turned around and walked upstairs. Unfortunately, before she could lie down, the phone rang again. She was a little annoyed as she took the phone, thinking that it was Dongfang Mo calling Without even looking, she pressed the answer button and shouted, "don't bother me if there's nothing else! "

After she finished shouting, she was about to hang up the phone when a voice that was louder than her voice came from the phone. "Xi Muru, you're Mrs. Dongfang now, aren't you? You don't even care about father anymore. Do you know that father is dead? "

Rumble. It was as if there were a few thunderclaps in the sky. Mu Ru froze on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning.

Xi Muxue had returned from the United States. Xi Yuancheng was dead!

Xi Yuancheng was dead Mu Ru instinctively shivered and she suddenly came back to her senses. She looked at the phone in her hand and just as she did not know what to say, Xi Muxue's high-pitched voice sounded again.

"Xi Muru, are you still a human? " Xi Muxue's voice was obviously filled with anger. "Mother Wang said that a few days ago, she called you to say that father couldn't take it anymore. You actually didn't come over to take a look. Do you still have a shred of conscience... ? "

Mu Ru was still yelling when Xi muxue hung up the phone. She really did not want to hear Xi Muxue's questioning and yelling voice, but she still quickly found some clothes to change into and went out.

Even though she really didn't like Xi Yuancheng and even hated him, she had to admit one thing, and that was that she was Xi Yuancheng's daughter. Xi Yuancheng's blood flowed in her body, and this was undeniable.

Xi Yuancheng was dead, so she changed into white and clean clothes to go out. Coincidentally, Uncle Liu wasn't around, so she didn't ask the security guards to drive her. She went outside to hail a taxi.

Xi Yuancheng was still living in the city village where mother Wang lived. It was a narrow two-bedroom living room. Because Xi Muxue was back, mother Wang often had to sleep on the floor in the Living Room when Xi Muxue was home.

When Mu Ru arrived, Xi Yuancheng was already placed on the floor of the living room. A broken mat was placed under him, and his body was covered with the old bed sheets that he had used before.