Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Han Qi's father runs a securities company and is also a rich young man, not bad for money.

Mu Zi wanted to refuse, but the classmates made a fuss, and somehow it became a collective activity for the whole class.

Everyone was laughing and discussing, saying that when the mock test was over, they would kill Han Qi.

The high school courses are tense. Now that the end of the semester is approaching, the students are dealing with various exams one after another, saying they are going out to eat, but actually meeting out to relax.

Mu Zi could understand that it was not easy to be disappointed at the moment, and agreed to go with everyone.

...

Throughout the afternoon class, Mu Zi was absent-minded and in a trance.

After returning home from school, she walked to the door of the room and realized that she had been living in Murongcheng's room.

...Time to move back.

She should return to where she should be.

Mu Zi packed his things, clothes, bedding and pillows, and hugged them back to his room in the same way.

Bai Wei saw it when she was passing by, "Hey", and asked, "Are you going to change back to the room?"

"Well, it's more comfortable to live in the original room." The smile on Mu Zi's face was light, so light that it could be ignored.

After bringing all his belongings back, Mu Zi sat quietly beside the bed, his mind settled.

I didn't think about many things before and didn't think there was anything, but now I think about it, only to find many clues.

She has witnessed Murong Cheng talking on the phone in French twice.

Although the content of the call cannot be determined, the French pronunciation is born with a lingering tenderness, like a murmur of love.

This fiancé didn't exist suddenly, but he always has.

When he pressed her on the bed, he was already another woman's fiancé...

How ironic...

She spit on Qiao Jingjia to join her marriage, but she became the same person invisibly——

A self-willing and depraved, unseen...love, wife.

Mu Zi remembered that Murong Cheng had to learn how to cook for himself. He learned well and tasted good, but... why is it French? Because of your fiancée, are you more familiar with French cuisine?

And last time I took a picture, I took a picture of the campus, and I took a couple’s outfit, and even the love scene after the marriage. Why didn’t I take the wedding dress?

...Has he never thought of marrying her at all?

It's like that villa, hidden in the wilderness, like their relationship... secretly and shamelessly.

What is she? Is she a gadget?

Can't think about it anymore...

The more I think about it, the more it hurts.

Mu Zi closed her eyes and she trembled.

The humiliation spread from the bottom of her heart, drowning her whole body, causing drowning-like suffocation pain.

Grievance, anger, regret, annoyance... She was crushed and tortured by all the negative emotions, she felt dirty!

Murong Cheng has a fiancée. He will marry in the future, have children, and become someone else's husband and father. She cannot allow herself to fall into such an embarrassing situation. She must get rid of this man!

Get rid of him!

Can't stand it for a second!

Mu Zi turned on the phone and looked at those sweet group photos again. How do you look at it now reveals a hypocrisy of hypocrisy.

I wanted to delete it but felt unnecessary. This phone was originally given to her by Murong Cheng.

Mu Zi gently put the phone on the table, and took out the key to the mid-level villa, as well as the pistol that Murong Cheng gave her. She didn't want any of his things.

When he turned to go, he stopped, raised his hand to untie the necklace between his neck and put everything together.

Mu Zi left the room.

As soon as she closed the door, she heard the click of the gears of the door lock, and felt like a door in her heart, which clicked... closed.