Chapter 113: What is your life?
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It was night, with dark clouds and thunder.
Suddenly a flash of lightning crossed, illuminating the entire sky, and illuminating the six black cars parked in front of the Mujia Gate.
Mrs. Mu got the news and rushed to the door.
I saw that Bo Junyan supported the umbrella from the car. In the dark, people who were originally as cold as gods, at this time, are even higher and indifferent.
Mrs. Mu, who has seen a lot of people in the whole life, can't help but feel a chill when she sees such a thin Junyan.
"Mr. Bo, why are you coming this time?" Originally she was an elder, and thin Jun Yan was her granddaughter. She should be on the shelf. She should respect her, but she faced Bo Junyan and involuntarily took out all respect and care.
"Snow is giving medicine to Xiaohuan."
Thin Jun Yan’s straightforward words made Mrs. Mu’s heart stunned.
"Mr. Bo, please rest assured, I will deal with this matter very much!" Mu old lady obviously feels very cold, but she has a sweat.
"You don't have to bother with the elderly, people, I took it away." Bo Junyan looked at him, a team of black people, trained to enter the Mu family.
Mrs. Mu did not dare to stop, nor will she stop. She only asks now, don’t even get tired of them.
"Mr. Bo, not...Jun Yan, you are coming, come in and have a tea!" Mrs. Mu feels that Jun Junyan only blames the snow, not blaming Mu’s meaning, people relax, and then realize that they Should not call him Mr. Bo, should be called relatives.
After all, he is her granddaughter!
"Xiaohuan is still waiting for me." Bo Junyan refused coldly.
If Mrs. Mu is a good grandmother, his wife’s elder is his elder, but she is not.
At this time upstairs.
Mu Zixuan is discussing with Bai Xueyan, how to solve this incident, a group of black people will come in.
If you don't say anything, you will catch the snow and drag it out.
"Who are you! I want to..." Mu Zixuan’s words have not been finished.
The people who came in had already screamed the snow and went out.
Mu Zixuan hurriedly followed, stumbling to the door and seeing the thin Jun Yan standing there.
I don't know if the thunder is too loud tonight, the lightning is too scary, or how, he suddenly can't be afraid.
"Zi Xuan, save the mother ... Zi Xuan ..." Bai Xueyi saw this trend was also scared, the fear of the six gods without the Lord, can only always call Zi Xuan to save her.
Mrs. Mu is very patriarchal, because there is Mu Zixuan, Bai Xueyu can ignore everything in Mujia, and do whatever he wants. In other words, Mu Zixuan is her backing, so she is at a critical juncture, instinct I want to rely on her son.
Mu Zixuan also wants to save her, she is his biological mother.
can……
Despite his fear, Mu Zixuan finally came forward. "Brother, my mother, she knows that she is wrong. She will never dare to do anything to hurt my sister. She will never dare! I can swear by my life! Brother, you spared my mom this time!"
He thought that he had been begging for mercy, and how much should Xiao Junyan be...
Who knows.
Bo Junyan looked at him indifferently. "What is your life?"
Even one of his little wife's hair can't match.
Mu Zixuan was there.
For the first time, he realized for the first time in his life that the gap between people and people is in the eyes of Bo Junyan.
He set his life and death, just a light sentence, no need to touch his fingers...
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It was night, with dark clouds and thunder.
Suddenly a flash of lightning crossed, illuminating the entire sky, and illuminating the six black cars parked in front of the Mujia Gate.
Mrs. Mu got the news and rushed to the door.
I saw that Bo Junyan supported the umbrella from the car. In the dark, people who were originally as cold as gods, at this time, are even higher and indifferent.
Mrs. Mu, who has seen a lot of people in the whole life, can't help but feel a chill when she sees such a thin Junyan.
"Mr. Bo, why are you coming this time?" Originally she was an elder, and thin Jun Yan was her granddaughter. She should be on the shelf. She should respect her, but she faced Bo Junyan and involuntarily took out all respect and care.
"Snow is giving medicine to Xiaohuan."
Thin Jun Yan’s straightforward words made Mrs. Mu’s heart stunned.
"Mr. Bo, please rest assured, I will deal with this matter very much!" Mu old lady obviously feels very cold, but she has a sweat.
"You don't have to bother with the elderly, people, I took it away." Bo Junyan looked at him, a team of black people, trained to enter the Mu family.
Mrs. Mu did not dare to stop, nor will she stop. She only asks now, don’t even get tired of them.
"Mr. Bo, not...Jun Yan, you are coming, come in and have a tea!" Mrs. Mu feels that Jun Junyan only blames the snow, not blaming Mu’s meaning, people relax, and then realize that they Should not call him Mr. Bo, should be called relatives.
After all, he is her granddaughter!
"Xiaohuan is still waiting for me." Bo Junyan refused coldly.
If Mrs. Mu is a good grandmother, his wife’s elder is his elder, but she is not.
At this time upstairs.
Mu Zixuan is discussing with Bai Xueyan, how to solve this incident, a group of black people will come in.
If you don't say anything, you will catch the snow and drag it out.
"Who are you! I want to..." Mu Zixuan’s words have not been finished.
The people who came in had already screamed the snow and went out.
Mu Zixuan hurriedly followed, stumbling to the door and seeing the thin Jun Yan standing there.
I don't know if the thunder is too loud tonight, the lightning is too scary, or how, he suddenly can't be afraid.
"Zi Xuan, save the mother ... Zi Xuan ..." Bai Xueyi saw this trend was also scared, the fear of the six gods without the Lord, can only always call Zi Xuan to save her.
Mrs. Mu is very patriarchal, because there is Mu Zixuan, Bai Xueyu can ignore everything in Mujia, and do whatever he wants. In other words, Mu Zixuan is her backing, so she is at a critical juncture, instinct I want to rely on her son.
Mu Zixuan also wants to save her, she is his biological mother.
can……
Despite his fear, Mu Zixuan finally came forward. "Brother, my mother, she knows that she is wrong. She will never dare to do anything to hurt my sister. She will never dare! I can swear by my life! Brother, you spared my mom this time!"
He thought that he had been begging for mercy, and how much should Xiao Junyan be...
Who knows.
Bo Junyan looked at him indifferently. "What is your life?"
Even one of his little wife's hair can't match.
Mu Zixuan was there.
For the first time, he realized for the first time in his life that the gap between people and people is in the eyes of Bo Junyan.
He set his life and death, just a light sentence, no need to touch his fingers...
It was night, with dark clouds and thunder.Suddenly a flash of lightning crossed, illuminating the entire sky, and illuminating the six black cars parked in front of the Mujia Gate.Mrs. Mu got the news and rushed to the door.I saw that Bo Junyan supported the umbrella from the car. In the dark, people who were originally as cold as gods, at this time, are even higher and indifferent.Mrs. Mu, who has seen a lot of people in the whole life, can't help but feel a chill when she sees such a thin Junyan."Mr. Bo, why are you coming this time?" Originally she was an elder, and thin Jun Yan was her granddaughter. She should be on the shelf. She should respect her, but she faced Bo Junyan and involuntarily took out all respect and care."Snow is giving medicine to Xiaohuan."Thin Jun Yan's straightforward words made Mrs. Mu's heart stunned."Mr. Bo, please rest assured, I will deal with this matter very much!" Mu old lady obviously feels very cold, but she has a sweat."You don't have to bother with the elderly, people, I took it away." Bo Junyan looked at him, a team of black people, trained to enter the Mu family.Mrs. Mu did not dare to stop, nor will she stop. She only asks now, don't even get tired of them."Mr. Bo, not...Jun Yan, you are coming, come in and have a tea!" Mrs. Mu feels that Jun Junyan only blames the snow, not blaming Mu's meaning, people relax, and then realize that they Should not call him Mr. Bo, should be called relatives.After all, he is her granddaughter!"Xiaohuan is still waiting for me." Bo Junyan refused coldly.If Mrs. Mu is a good grandmother, his wife's elder is his elder, but she is not.At this time upstairs.Mu Zixuan is discussing with Bai Xueyan, how to solve this incident, a group of black people will come in.If you don't say anything, you will catch the snow and drag it out."Who are you! I want to..." Mu Zixuan's words have not been finished.The people who came in had already screamed the snow and went out.Mu Zixuan hurriedly followed, stumbling to the door and seeing the thin Jun Yan standing there.I don't know if the thunder is too loud tonight, the lightning is too scary, or how, he suddenly can't be afraid."Zi Xuan, save the mother ... Zi Xuan ..." Bai Xueyi saw this trend was also scared, the fear of the six gods without the Lord, can only always call Zi Xuan to save her.Mrs. Mu is very patriarchal, because there is Mu Zixuan, Bai Xueyu can ignore everything in Mujia, and do whatever he wants. In other words, Mu Zixuan is her backing, so she is at a critical juncture, instinct I want to rely on her son.Mu Zixuan also wants to save her, she is his biological mother.canDespite his fear, Mu Zixuan finally came forward. "Brother, my mother, she knows that she is wrong. She will never dare to do anything to hurt my sister. She will never dare! I can swear by my life! Brother, you spared my mom this time!"He thought that he had been begging for mercy, and how much should Xiao Junyan be...Who knows.Bo Junyan looked at him indifferently. "What is your life?"Even one of his little wife's hair can't match.Mu Zixuan was there.For the first time, he realized for the first time in his life that the gap between people and people is in the eyes of Bo Junyan.He set his life and death, just a light sentence, no need to touch his fingers...
