Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 1672 Canary (45)

   He didn't speak any more, and heard the footsteps gradually leave, and the door of the room closed.

  Her fingers curled up silently, slightly clenched into fists.

   Complete silence.

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  After Lu Zongsheng left, Chunhua came in again immediately.

   Muttering, his tone was full of dislike for that Lu Zongsheng.

   "Miss, you have such a good temper, that's why you let that low-minded thing step on your head."

   "You should really have seen his disdainful appearance just now. He looked down on us just because he was the chief."

   "You don't know what he did to me that day. He not only pointed a gun at me, but also refused to let me come in to save you."

   Chunhua got angry when she said this.

   "He is really too much, because you and the chief have not come out, so he wants to drive me away."

   "What are you talking about, miss, you are dead, let me mourn?"

   Shunchang ass? !

  Chunhua feels aggrieved when she thinks of the original scene.

   "Miss, when he comes next time, you should make a big fuss and let him know how powerful you are!"

  Otherwise, living under the fence and being bullied all the time, when will this day be the end?

  Just thinking about it, Chunhua felt sour and panicked.

  Obviously, before, where did Miss suffer such grievances?

  The limp person hardly reacted when she spoke.

  Just quietly, with lowered eyes, coughed twice in a low voice.

  The white and delicate little face is like a lifeless doll, extraordinarily calm.

   It's a little outrageously quiet.

  The dull Chunhua felt something was wrong.

  She scratched her head, na na, "Little...Miss?"

   "Yes...did I say something wrong?"

   "Are you...angry?"

   At the end, she even became a little cautious.

  The quiet and gentle man moved his eyelashes.

  He raised his eyes and looked at her.

  Seeing that she was a little nervous, she bent her eyes slightly, and her tone was still soft and soft-spoken.

   "No, what could I be mad at?"

   She laughed.

   "...Then, aren't you angry with that doctor for treating us like this?"

  Chunhua felt a little wronged.

   "Why did he treat us like this..."

   she whispered.

  Don’t take the lady’s life seriously, don’t take her seriously.

   That cold, dog-eyed look looking down on people is really irritating!

   Really want someone to beat him up.

   "..." The sickly and beautiful man lowered her slender eyelashes, and the curvature of her lips disappeared a bit.

   His face was still calm, and his eyes fell quietly on the ground.

  The sound was very soft, so light that it fell lightly on the ground like a weightless feather.

   Except for herself, probably no one can hear it clearly.

  She said: "Probably because... I'm just an outsider who can't see the light..."

   An outsider is naturally to be guarded against.

  Her eyes are calm.

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   At night, the rain began to patter.

  It’s not big, but it makes the sky full of dark clouds and blocks the bright moon.

   It's late autumn, and as winter is approaching, the weather is getting colder and colder.

   Dongyuan.

  A few days ago, I sent someone to measure the size of the cloth shop, and quickly delivered the customized winter clothes.

   There are several large boxes full, all of which are made of expensive and warm bear fur, fox fur, mink fur, etc.

   Feels great.

   Chunhua was very happy, and folded the new winter clothes one by one.

  The movements are done carefully, for fear of breaking them.

  (end of this chapter)