May You Return In Stardom

Feng Xiao didn't know what he was thinking about now, but in front of him was a scene of girls sitting on the ground crying regardless of their image.

So helpless, so pathetic...

Feng Xiao rubbed his temples.

An Mu was ten years younger than himself, and in his eyes, he was an ignorant child.

If An Mu's father hadn't helped himself, he wouldn't take care of her affairs at all, but someone who had always killed and decisively killed him was a little at a loss when faced with the waywardness of such a little girl.

Feng Xiao couldn't help but curled up his lips mockingly and shook his head.

When did Feng Xiao actually feel softened?

While he was thinking, the phone rang suddenly, and he took a look and found that it was his eyeless nephew.

Feng Xiao was bored and lazy, and answered the call.

On the other side of the phone, Feng Ziqian said cautiously, "Uncle, this, that, I, I have something I want to ask you for help, yes, it’s about Tang Xia, I, like this, yesterday Huang San, oh , That is, Huang Jun’s son, he has taken a fancy to Tang Xia, he..."

Feng Xiao pursed his lips impatiently.

The family closure in City C is really inferior to one generation!

At this moment, the phone rang again suddenly.

Feng Xiao looked at it with interest, but found that it turned out to be An Mu's call.

With a raised eyebrow, Feng Xiao came to be interested, the little thing, is it again to beg for mercy?

Ah!

If you let her go, she has learned how to make an inch.

But after answering the phone, there was a sting on the other side. Vaguely, he heard An Mu's voice: "Don't come here! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

Feng Xiao held the phone's hand tightly.

In her mind, she was holding a pen and pointed it at her neck.

——*——

An Mu didn't know what she was going to do.

This group of people surrounded her densely.

And the wound on her arm was still dripping blood.

She has always been a little bit anemic. Today, she hasn't eaten for a long time in a row, coupled with several times of stimulation, made her eyes dark.

The footsteps are also somewhat unstable.

However, she held the wine bottle's hand, but never let go.

Shaking his head, An Mu told herself not to faint.

"Young Master Huang, she is exhausted!" Bai Yujie pointed at An Mu and suddenly shouted.

Huang San smiled wickedly, "Sure enough, the little beauty is wild enough! You don't like Russian roulette, then the two of us can come alone!"

After speaking, he took a step forward.

An Mu turned black, without even thinking about it, holding the wine bottle directly, and stroking his arm hard!

The sharp sting made her eyes clear for a while, and she waved her arm again, "Don't come here!"

The people in the whole room screamed in fright.

I have never seen someone so cruel to myself!

Huang San was also deterred for a while and didn't dare to step forward.

It's getting darker and darker, and his head is getting heavier.

Whenever I felt that I couldn't hold on, An Mu's wine bottle would pierce his arm.

Her thin white arm did not know how many blood stains were scratched.

But after all... still can't resist the dizziness caused by anemia.

An Mu's legs softened and finally fell to the ground.

The fingers drooped softly, and he didn't even have the strength to hold the wine bottle.

An Mu closed his eyes deeply.

Ah!

Maybe...I'm going to die here, right?

But she died, how many people would feel sorry for her in this world?