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Chapter 884

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    Mu Ran looked up and saw a good-looking young man with a disdainful face.

    The information about the boy in front of him flashed in his mind.

    Mu Junze, eighteen years old, a third-year student in the school next door, is a scumbag, but at the same time, he is also a bully in their school.

    Mu Junze has an excellent background and is an out-and-out young master.

    But he didn't look like a rich young master should be.

    The whole person is like a gangster.

    I heard that he became like this to resist his father.

    His mother passed away early, and his father put a lot of pressure on him every day in order to raise him well.

    As the saying goes, pulling out seedlings cannot encourage growth, let alone people?

    The tighter his father pushed him, the more rebellious he became, which led him to develop such a bastard who ran around everywhere.

    However, such a person has extremely terrifying observation ability.

    He saw through the original owner's disguise at a glance.

    It was also for this reason that he looked down on the original owner very much, and always looked down on the original owner.

    The original owner also hated him because of his characteristic.

    But now

    Mu Ran's eyes flashed, and he thought of a way to rescue Song Yuanxin.

    "Mu Junze." Mu Ran showed him a gentle smile.

    This smile, which looks like cherry blossoms scattered, floats softly into people's hearts.

    The eyes of the few people who saw Mu Ran's smile were full of astonishment.

    But Mu Junze frowned fiercely, his eyes were full of disgust: "What trick are you trying to play?"

    Mu Ran's smile decreased slightly, showing a hurt look: "Mu Junze, I just said hello to you."

    "Ouch¡ª¡ª" Mu Junze bent down unceremoniously to vomit, his face full of disgust, "As expected of you, your acting skills are getting better and better. It's getting more and more like that Song Ci!"

    Mu Ran looked up at him: "Do you know Song Ci?"

    Mu Ran's suddenly sinking voice made Mu Junze realize something: "What?"

    "Ohit's nothing." Mu Ran's half-covered words made Mu Junze feel as if he was being tickled by a cat.

    He clicked his tongue and said, "What's the matter, tell me quickly!"

    The transparency of passing by seems to be paying attention to the incident of Song Yuanxin's loss, and there are fewer and fewer people.

    Only then did Mu Ran look up at him, and said in a slightly mysterious voice: "Song Ci, you are my friend."

    Mu Junze's cheeks twitched twice.

    He widened his eyes, a little angry: "That's it?"

    Mu Ran glanced at him and turned around.

    The direction he was walking was not the direction of home, Mu Junze rolled his eyes and thought of something.

    Two or three steps followed behind him.

    Mu Ran walked and walked.

    The place he walked was getting more and more remote, and the place looked a bit dark, which somehow made people feel depressed.

    However, a fire was burning in Mu Junze's chest.

    Mu Junze hated Song Ci very much. Over the past few years, in order to make Song Ci suffer, he did not hesitate to collect news about Song Ci everywhere.

    As a person who can see through the essence of Song Ci at a glance, he lived a very tormented life.

    Because of his father, he talked about Song Ci all day long.

    All the friends around him went to follow Song Ci, and he was very unwilling.

    Mu Ran seemed to know something, and Mu Junze followed without any doubt.

    He really wanted Song Ci to suffer.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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