The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Xing Jiu'an, who was shrunk in a corner, suddenly felt sad.

If that day, she hadn't gone out, hadn't met that incident, hadn't died...

Will she be able to receive a call from her senior brother, and there will be master and everyone celebrating her birthday.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Mu Qing didn't speak. If he hadn't heard the shallow breathing, he would have thought that the phone was not connected.

"Mu Qing, can you hear me?" Senior Brother asked again.

"...Yes." Mu Qing's voice was very hoarse, and something was wrong in a split second.

"Mu Qing, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Mu Qing lowered her voice, "Come here, it's at the Jingnan villa, Jiu... Jiu'an is by my side now, we are waiting at home."

Ou Qi, who had been looking at the back seat, heard these words, the tears that had stopped flowing again, she bit her lip tightly, not allowing herself to make a sound.

The person on the other end of the phone was driving. If he knew, he wouldn't know if something would happen on the road.

Xing Jiu'an took another look, Lu Mingxi's eyes were redder, as if he was about to drip blood.

The senior brother on the other end didn't think there was anything wrong. The master should also be listening, and there were other people's voices, which were very lively.

Hearing Mu Qing's words, the master on the other end also said that this little girl still has some conscience.

The voice is pampering and condoning, and she didn't really hate Xing Jiu'an because of her previous actions.

In my heart, I still prefer to like this little apprentice.

He didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

Mu Qing put the phone aside and continued to organize Xing Jiu'an's hair.

The little girl loves beauty, and she has to see her master later, so she can't be so embarrassed.

When he arrived at the Jingnan villa, Mu Qing almost arranged his hair for Xing Jiu'an.

Lu Mingxi drove the car into the yard. After stopping the car, he got out of the car and opened the back seat door for Mu Qing.

Ou Qi also hurried down.

Mu Qing got out of the car with Xing Jiu'an in his arms.

The little girl in heavy clothes was hugged in her arms, but she didn't have any weight.

She lost a lot of weight during this period of time, and it was a headache to eat and worry about her body. If she was like this by Mu Qing's side, she would be worried that Mu Qing would not be able to sleep.

Mu Qing carefully hugged the little girl, obviously not heavy, but he took every step carefully and extremely cautiously.

The blood on Xing Jiu'an's body has solidified, and the coat is dirty.

Without squinting, Mu Qing carried the little girl directly into her own room.

Ask Ouki to get a coat.

Ou Qi opened Xing Jiu'an's cloakroom, all the clothes prepared for Xing Jiu'an.

It was newly replaced this winter. Although the owner has not come back to live there, there are quite a few things.

Ou Qi helped Xing Jiu'an choose a red short down jacket.

Take it, take off the dirty and broken black down jacket for her, and put on a bright red down jacket.

The pale complexion was also brightened by this color.

Lu Mingxi laid the sheets, and Mu Qing put the little girl in the red down jacket on the bed, gently tidied her hair, and covered her with the quilt.

It was as if he was really just asleep.

Soon, a voice came from downstairs.

Mu Qing glanced at it and squeezed Xing Jiu'an's fingers gently, with a gentle voice, "Senior brother will be back soon."

Lu Mingxi and Ou Qi did not follow him.

Ouqi sat beside the bed, staring at Xing Jiu'an.

Lu Mingxi sat on the ground with his back to the bed, utterly decadent.

When Mu Qing walked out, he closed the door very lightly.

Not only the master and the senior brother came here, but also several senior brothers and sisters.

They have said before that Xing Jiu'an is the 21st in the division, and the 21st birthday is also a big one.

Everyone should try their best to celebrate her birthday.

There are not many people coming, and there are still people on the way.

When Master saw Mu Qing come out by himself, he was a little disappointed.

He pretended not to care, "Why did you come alone, where is that girl?"

The tone is intimate, it seems that those bad things can all disappear in an instant.

How could he really be angry with this little apprentice who was picked up and raised from childhood and even didn't want her?

He was just pissed off and said harsh words.

Mu Qing lowered her eyes slightly and said softly, "She is upstairs."

The master breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that the girl was not there or left again.

"Is this girl going to sleep? The little girl is so lazy... Forget it, anyway, everyone hasn't arrived yet. It's okay to let her wake up and celebrate her birthday after a while."

Everyone went to the living room together, and several brothers and sisters also laughed twice along with Master's words.

Listening to everyone's laughter, Mu Qing thought to herself, if there was no such accident, would it really be such a harmonious scene now.

only……

Mu Qing listened to everyone's soft laughter, as if she was afraid that the sound would be too loud and wake up the sleeping little girl.

"She won't wake up."

The living room instantly became quiet.

Master didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked again, "What did you just say?"

"She will never wake up." Mu Qing looked at the master's face, and watched the master's expression turn horrified.

"What's the meaning?"

"Mu Qing, what do you mean?"

The brothers and sisters next to them couldn't help it. The expressions on their faces were clearly fear and disbelief.

"I received a call from Jiu'an today." Mu Qing said in a low voice, he walked upstairs while talking, and everyone followed him.

Looking at those steps, looking at a building that is not high, the room is bright, but they seem to be facing something terrible, and they will feel dizzy when they look up.

However, he still followed behind Mu Qing.

Like death row prisoners about to face their final execution.

After Mu Qing said those words, she suddenly fell silent.

It was not until he went to the second floor and walked to Xing Jiu'an's room that he spoke slowly again.

"I was going to find her today, but it was too late."

The moment he spoke, he pushed open the door and got out of the way.

The room is warm, clean and tidy, there are not many things, but it looks very warm.

The young man sat on the ground, heard the voice, looked up, and quickly lowered his head.

The girl sitting by the bed saw the person at the door, but didn't speak. Her hair was slightly long, covering half of her face, so she couldn't see her emotions.

There was a pale and gaunt girl lying on the bed, the quilt was tightly covered, and only her face was exposed.

"Mu Qing, this joke is not funny at all, 21 is obviously good..." The moment the senior sister who rushed over held Xing Jiu'an's hand, she held her breath, as if she was frightened, and immediately released her hand.

The cold hand, the wrist that I inadvertently touched, has no pulse.

She widened her eyes, covered her mouth with her hands, and trembled, "Impossible...impossible."