Marriage is coming

"Why, Mrs. Mu is planning to vent the evil fire of being kidnapped on me?"

Lin Xuan didn't lift her eyelids, but the corners of her lips turned up, and she whispered, "Mr. Mu is serious."

An unknown fire rose in Mu Jingshen's chest, he sneered, and sat down beside the bed, staring at Lin Xuan's small face.

Her hair was wet, the neckline of her clothes was wet, and her little face was muddy, dirty, and smelled like mud.

The moment Mu Jingshen sat down, he regretted it, and his cleanliness attack broke out, his face turned cold, mixed with a bit of disgust.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, and put his hand on Lin Xuan's chin. She was forced to open her eyes.

Lin Xuan struggled a bit, the hand on her chin was like copper and iron, incredibly hard.

"You are crazy!"

"Mu Jingshen, you hurt me!"

Mu Jingshen loosened his grip, but didn't let go. He forced Lin Xuan to look at him, and his voice was surprisingly cold: "Lin Xuan, don't act like you're wronged by me. Don't forget, it wasn't me. Forced you to drive away the housekeeper."

"Butler Bai Yi, you didn't stay alone. I have no responsibility for your disappearance. On the contrary, I did not pursue your involvement in Fan Qiao's disappearance. It was already my generosity."

"I advise you to be more sensible. After all, my Mrs. Mu, you are not qualified to lose your temper with me!"

Lin Xuan's breathing froze for a moment, and the emotions in her eyes were blank. The pain was dyed in her breath, and every breath she didn't take in seemed to be carrying a knife, cutting her lungs.

"So? Are you blaming me?"

"Mu Jingshen, do you have a conscience? If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury! Do you think it was a loss to take me over from the eastern suburbs? I, Mrs. Mu, wasted your precious resources, Mr. Mu. right?"

Lin Xuan's eyes were hot, tears almost fell down.

"I'm so cheap, I actually wanted to save you. I rescued a dog, and the dog would bark at me twice, with gratitude in his eyes, but my Mr. Mu, I don't ask you to be grateful, I just ask you to be grateful." Don't make it so obvious that you desire my death, can you?"

Lin Xuan bit the corner of her lips, tears fell, and her voice suddenly dropped: "I sent away the butler Bai Yi because I wanted you to accompany me. I didn't leave anyone in the ward because I hoped to get your attention. Let you keep a distance from Fan Qiao, Mu Jingshen, I'm pregnant with your child, I've been married to you for a year, do you want you to spend the night with me?"

"But what about you? You and I had a big fight and walked away. I always wanted to ask you, what heinous thing did I do that made you feel so bad about me?"

Her voice gradually choked up, and the sobbing made her out of breath, feeling extremely wronged.

Obviously she didn't cry heart-piercingly, but tears rolled down from her eye sockets, her eyelashes were slightly stained and wet, but for no reason, her expression was just right to make people feel distressed.

Lin Xuan is too stubborn, too strong.

In fact, from the very beginning, they were not very suitable. Over the years, Mu Jingshen has strategized and controlled everything in his own hands.

Destiny, wealth, the only thing lost is probably love.

Lin Xuan and him are the same kind of people. The same people live together, which is not conducive to running in, and life is even more static, without any novelty.