Madam's black history was picked up

Murong Lan didn't wait for Si Tianmu to speak, and turned her head to look at Anyajie: "You are A Mu's bodyguard, so you will follow him when he goes out."

"In principle." Anyajie said calmly.

"That's great, so we can go out to play with peace of mind, let's go, A Mu." Murong Lan took Si Tianmu's arm as she spoke.

"Oh, wait a minute." Murong Lan was a little embarrassed: "I'll go to the bathroom first.

Si Tianmu saw Murong Lan entered his lounge, and hurriedly looked at Anyajie: "Anya, I'm sorry, last night I..."

"I didn't wait for you." Anyajie interrupted Si Tianmu in a cold voice.

"I eat first when I'm hungry, and sleep first when I'm sleepy. I'm not as persistent as you think."

Si Tianmu choked for a moment, then laughed at himself: "Really, that's because I was thinking too much."

"Maybe, I'm thinking too much." Anyajie looked at Si Tianmu inexplicably.

The two just looked at each other like this, and An Yajie didn't look away until they heard the sound of the toilet flushing.

After Murong Lan came out, she took Si Tianmu's arm as if nothing had happened: "Let's go, A Mu."

Anyajie acted as the driver of the two, and Murong Lan chattered non-stop along the way.

Talking about their past, about her anecdotes abroad, Si Tianmu occasionally responded with a word or two, most of the time he would either look at Anyajie in front of him, or turn his head to look out the window.

"An Yajie, Ah Mu is so bored that she doesn't talk to me, you can chat with me."

Anyajie stared ahead: "I'm even more bored."

"Why, then let me ask you a question, so that we can talk."

"Is it okay?" Murong Lan leaned forward and looked at Anyajie in front of her.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Since your kung fu is so good, you must have encountered many thrilling stories. Tell me about it, maybe it can inspire my creative inspiration."

Thrilling?Anyajie sneered.

Does it count if he was almost raped by Yuan Jie; does it count if he was almost unable to survive in prison and almost committed suicide; does it count if he was almost insulted by five beggars.

Yesterday I was determined to dedicate myself to the man I love, but it doesn't matter if the man I love sleeps with you.

Si Tianmu saw Anyajie's painful and sad expression from the endoscope, knowing that she remembered the past again, so he hurriedly pulled Murong Lan back.

"Sit well, and the driver cannot be distracted."

"When will your competition start? Are you sure of winning?" Si Tianmu changed the subject.

"A month later..."

When Murong Lan talked about her dream, her eyes were full of brilliance...

Anyajie looked at the radiant Murong Lan, bitterness flickered at the corner of her mouth, fashion designer, that was also her dream.

Murong Lan leaned on Si Tianmu's shoulder: "So, A Mu, for my dream, I almost lost you."

"If I can only choose one between my dream and you, then I will choose you without hesitation. For you, I can do nothing."

Si Tianmu was moved by Murong Lan's words, and reached out to rub Murong Lan's hair.

"Fool, if you have a dream, you have to chase it. It's not easy for a person to love one thing persistently in his life, and isn't this your dream since childhood?"

"Thank you, A Mu." Murong Lan was moved to tears.

Anyajie looked at the two people who were making intimate movements in the endoscope, her chest was so tight that she could hardly breathe.

If you have a dream, you have to chase it. What about her dream? Does she have a dream?Maybe her dream is to be with Si Tianmu!

but……

Anyajie glanced at the two people behind, and laughed at herself, what does she have?What can she compare with Murong Lamb?

Si Tianmu was at a loss when he heard Anyajie's laughter, forgetting that he had confessed his love to the woman driving in front.

Although she didn't agree, her actions that night had already told him the answer in advance.

Si Tianmu was troubled for a while, he didn't want to make his ex-girlfriend sad, and he didn't want to hurt Anyajie.

Sure enough, only Si Tianchen knew Si Tianmu the best. He said more than once that Si Tianmu's eternal flaw was his emotional indecision.

He always couldn't bear to hurt this or that, but in the end he hurt them all.

In terms of emotions, Si Tianmu will never be able to be as decisive as Si Tianchen. He doesn't care if the other party is hurt or not, he will always directly express his thoughts.

Si Tianmu could only smile wryly.

Murong Lan looked at Anyajie who had a miserable expression, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised.

The car slowly stopped at the gate of the competition venue.

The workers inside are decorating, and the site is dusty and messy.

Murong Lan excitedly pointed to the half-person-high catwalk: "Ah Mu, when the time comes, the model will walk on it wearing the clothes I designed. I'm so excited just thinking about it. Let's go up and have a look."

Si Tianmu frowned slightly as he looked at the mess on the catwalk, thinking there was nothing interesting about it.

"Let's go, let's go, the feeling of standing off the stage is completely different from the feeling of standing on the stage." Murong Lan said without hesitation, pulling Si Tianmu into the backstage.

"An Yajie, hurry up, follow up." Murong Lan did not forget to call Anyajie.

Anyajie followed behind the two of them like a follower.

The backstage lights haven't been installed yet, so it's dark.

"A Mu, you go forward, I will follow behind you, I am afraid that I will trip over something."

As soon as Murong Lan said that, she let go of Si Tianmu's arm, took out hand cream from her bag and applied it on her hands.

"It's so dark that you insist on coming up." Si Tianmu muttered dissatisfied.

"I have no inspiration, so I want to go up to find inspiration."

The three came to the runway, and Murong Lan ran over excitedly, circling in place with her arms outstretched: "Ah...haha, this is my stage, and I want to shine on it."

A confident woman is the most attractive. The reason why Si Tianmu likes Murong Lan is because of her innate self-confidence.

He looked at Murong Lan who was turning around on the stage, and couldn't help smiling.

Anyajie stood behind Si Tianmu, watching him staring at Murong Lan, feeling extremely bitter in her heart.

At this time, she was extremely envious of Murong Lan, not because of her talent, appearance, or family background, but because she could win the favor of the man in front of her.

Murong Lan turned to Anyajie's side, her face was full of excitement, she opened her arms and stepped back: "Ah Mu, believe me, I will succeed."

"Be careful!" Si Tianmu saw that Murong Lan had pushed to the edge of the runway, and hurried over.

"Ah..." Murong Lan stumbled and fell backwards.

Anyajie's eyes were quick, and she grabbed Murong Lan's hand. She tried to pull her up, but when her hand slipped, Murong Lan fell down.

"Ah..." Murong Lan's screams came from the ground, Si Tianmu jumped off the runway, Anyajie also jumped off, and the decoration workers ran over after hearing the sound.

"An Yajie, you..." Murong Lan pointed at Anyajie angrily, glanced behind Si Tianmu, and then stopped talking with an aggrieved expression.

"Mulan, are you alright?" Si Tianmu ran over to hug Murong Lan, and Murong Lan took the opportunity to rub her hands on the dusty floor.

"It's okay, it should be...it should be my slippery hand." Murong Lan lowered her head, feeling aggrieved.

She just wanted to stand up, but she sat back on the ground in pain. Si Tianmu hurriedly grabbed her hand, but frowned.

Her hands were very dry and slippery, Si Tianmu immediately turned to look at An Yajie angrily.

Anyajie was a little at a loss, she half raised her hand to explain: "It is indeed Miss Murong's slippery hand, as soon as I use force..."

"An Yajie!" Si Tianmu stared at her coldly.

"Don't play those silly tricks in front of me. I know who you are."

Anyajie's hand froze in the air for an instant, and she looked at Si Tianmu in disbelief.

Murong Lan suddenly became anxious: "Don't talk nonsense, Mu, it is indeed my slippery hands, don't blame her, and I'm fine."

"Okay, don't talk about it, you have to see who you are, let's go back." Si Tianmu walked out with a cold face, supporting Murong Lan.

Anyajie clenched her fists tightly, but the slippery palms made her unable to clenched tightly, but her heart hurt so badly that she could hardly breathe.

Si Tianmu's words were like knives, piercing her bone-piercing pain.

The workers who watched the excitement dispersed and continued to do what they were doing, but An Yajie stood still, her throat was tight and her heart hurt.

"Si Tianmu, since you are questioning my character, why are you still confessing to me? Or am I just a substitute, and when the genuine product comes back, I also lose the value of existence."

When Anyajie was in a daze, Si Tianmu called.

"Come here and drive, and take Mu Lan to the hospital." The voice was cold and emotionless.

Anyajie searched for the nearest hospital.

"Xiao's Hospital is the closest to here, can we go there?" Anyajie turned her head to look at Si Tianmu.

"En." Si Tianmu looked out the window with a cold face.

Anyajie pursed her lips and started the car.

"Ah Mu, I'm fine, just go back and take a rest." Murong Lan carefully pulled Si Tianmu's sleeve.

"It's okay if your butt is smashed, do you still want to participate in the competition?" Si Tianmu was furious.

Murong Lan shrugged impatiently.

Anyajie stared ahead, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

Si Tianmu called Xiao Mo on the way, and they went to the orthopedics department after arriving at the hospital.Anyajie has been following behind the two of them, helping Murong Lan carry the bag for a while, and help her get the film for a while.

In the orthopedic doctor's office, the doctor is helping Murong Lan watch the film, and Anyajie is guarding the door like a door god.

Xiao Mo walked over wearing a white coat, and saw An Yajie standing at the door from a distance, staring blankly at the front.

"Miss An!"

Anyajie turned her head to look at Xiao Mo, and nodded her head as a greeting.

"Why don't you go in?" Xiao Mo knew that Si Tianmu was inside.

"The bodyguards just need to guard the door." Anya Jie looked ahead.

Xiao Mo frowned, what's wrong with her, why is she unhappy?

"Look, I said I'm fine, but you insist on dragging me to the hospital."

Xiao Mo pushed the door open and walked in.

Si Tianmu glanced at Xiao Mo: "Why are you wandering here? Psychiatrists are so busy?"

"The whole hospital belongs to my family, and I can go wherever I like."

Murong Lan smiled and stood up: "You two are still the same as when you were young, you will fight when you meet."

Xiao Mo glanced at the woman in front of him, surprise flashed in his eyes: "You are... Murong Lan?"