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Chapter 19: I hope you never get sick

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    Chen Hua and Chen Jiali are not only classmates, but also cousins.

    Chen Hua's grandfather gave birth to two children. The eldest son is Chen Jiali's father, who runs a pharmaceutical brand. It can be said that he is a fairly successful businessman in Jiangcheng.  Less cooperative income.

    ?In contrast to Chen Hua's family, the honest father was paid and his mother was unemployed.

    Grandpa Chen Hua naturally loves the eldest son who has a successful career, and Chen Hua's family has to rely on Chen Jiali's family for help in many things, so he has not been able to hold his head up.

    In the eyes of Chen Hua's parents, Chen Jiali has excellent grades and looks beautiful, and Chen Hua is generally fat in grades, so they often scold Chen Hua and ask Chen Hua to learn from Chen Jiali.

    Tonight, Chen Jiali also went to Chen Hua's house to look for Chen Hua. She said that a friend asked Chen Hua if she would go to a party.  Speaking of words, Chen Hua couldn't stand her parents scolding, so she followed her out.

    Who would have thought that as soon as she arrived at the bar, she would see Chen Jiali and Brother Lang's group, who tried their best to make her drink. After a few drinks, she became inexplicably excited.

    It is a little rational to know what I do, but I can't control myself.

    After Chen Hua finished telling the story, her body began to tremble again, crying loudly, "An'an, it's lucky to have you."

    After hearing Mu An'an say that nothing happened, she suddenly felt like she was alive after a catastrophe.

    Mu An'an's face darkened after listening.

    Doubtful before, sure now.

    In order to get revenge on her, Chen Jiali used Chen Hua.

    Really hateful!

    Mu An'an: "Huahua, this incident happened because of me. Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation."

    "Because of you?" Chen Hua was puzzled.

    "Today in the bathroom, I taught Chen Jiali a lesson, so I want to take revenge on me."

    "It's the photos on the forum You are the one who messed with Chen Jiali?" Chen Hua was shocked.

    Having known Mu An'an for many years, I always thought he was a quiet academic master.

    But after thinking about it, Chen Hua felt something was wrong again, "It was just a school conflict, why did it go outside and find someone"

    Chen Hua couldn't go on with the rest.

    Mu Anan understands, and also understands Chen Hua's disbelief.

    She changed her family at the age of 12, and then followed Zong Zhengyu, saw a lot of things in the world, and understood that the evil in this world has nothing to do with age.

    It's not that if you are young, there is no scale.

    The younger you are, the more vicious you are.

    "Don't worry, I will definitely make Chen Jiali pay the price!"

    When Mu Anan said these words, cruelty flashed in his eyes.

    But it was just a flash.

    Chen Hua was a little unresponsive.

    "You rest first, I have to go back. Don't worry, I didn't tell your parents. If you want to say, you call now, and I can wait for your parents to come before I leave."  masks.

    "No, I can't tell my parents about this." Chen Hua blurted out.

    Mu An'an didn't say much, "Then you rest, and ask for leave for the internship tomorrow?"

    "No, no need." Chen Hua quickly shook her head, "I can do it."

    Mu An'an didn't say much either.

    After all, the doctor also said just now that Chen Hua only needs to rest for one night.

    Mu Anan greeted Chen Hua, and then prepared to leave.

    When walking to the ward, Chen Hua suddenly called out: "An'an."

    Mu Anan turned around, "Huh?"

    "Are you really going to deal with Chen Jiali?"

    Mu Anan immediately sneered, "I originally wanted to study in a low-key manner, but this person insists on courting death, so I'll send her to the West Paradise!"

    Her words are domineering and show no mercy.

    The child raised by Zongzheng Yu never knew what "letting go" was.

    Mu Anan said no more, opened the door and left the ward.

    Chen Hua sat on the hospital bed in a daze.

    When Mu An'an said that just now, his mind was full, it was as if he saw a queen.

    However, during the years of friendship between Chen Hua and Mu An'an, the Mu An'an she knew has always been a very quiet clown girl. When faced with bullying, she basically didn't talk much, as if she didn't care, and just focused on studying.

    However, at that moment, Chen Hua suddenly felt that she didn't know Mu.It's all right

    When Mu Anan left the hospital, it was already very late.

    River City is a coastal city with a large temperature difference between morning and evening.

    As soon as Mu Anan left the hospital, a gust of cold wind blew by, making her shiver immediately.

    But in the next second, Mu An'an felt a sinking moment, and a familiar smell filled his breath.

    Mu Anan turned his head and was surprised when he saw the man standing beside him, "Master Qi, didn't you go back?"

    Zong Zhengyu gave the coat to Mu An'an, wearing only a white shirt, the tie was hanging loose, and his hands were in the pockets of his trousers.

    There was a cigarette dangling from his mouth, but when he faced Mu Anan, he snuffed it out and let out an 'um' from his throat.

    "Is it finished?" Zong Zhengyu asked.

    Mu Anan nodded, but then shook his head again.

    Zongzheng raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

    "Qiye, can I make a request?"

    "explain."

    "I want to deal with this grievance tonight by myself." Mu An'an said very directly.

    As smart as she was, when she saw the bodyguards of Yuyuanyuan entering the king bar to deal with them, she knew that Zongzhengyu would definitely not let Chen Jiali go.

    And Mu An'an has always believed in, one's own revenge, one's own revenge.

    Just like what Zong Zhengyu taught her back then, was she wronged?  Then use your fist to get it back.

    "Is it okay, Master Qi?" Mu Anan asked again.

    Zong Zhengyu lowered his eyes, and although he didn't speak, he nodded slightly, which was regarded as tacit consent.

    Mu An breathed a sigh of relief.

    I was quite worried that Zong Zhengyu would not agree.

    Zong Zhengyu reached out and took off the hat on Mu An'an's head, stroked the soft long hair, "Tired?"

    Mu Anan shook his head, and was about to speak, when he looked up, he happened to meet Zong Zhengyu's eyes.

    Zong Zhengyu's eyes are very beautiful phoenix eyes with deep and long tails.

    I don't know why, Mu An'an sometimes looks at Zong Zhengyu's eyes, and always feels that there are a lot of things hidden in those eyes.

    He is looking at her.

    Mu Anan felt again that he seemed to be looking at something through her.

    Mu Anan couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it.

    "Very tired." She said deliberately.

    "Then go back."

    Zong Zhengyu stretched his long legs.

    After taking two steps, I found that the child did not keep up.

    When he turned his head, Mu An'an stood where he was.

    Zongzheng raised his eyebrows, "What?"

    Mu Anan smiled mischievously, "Qiye, I can't walk anymore, I have to carry it on my back."

    That face of a rogue made Zong Zhengyu helpless.

    However, although Zong Zhengyu looked helpless, he still walked up to Mu An'an and squatted down.

    Mu An took advantage of the opportunity and lay on Zong Zhengyu's back, and pressed his face against his broad back, feeling very at ease.

    "Master Seven."

    "Um?"

    "Have you had a headache recently?"

    "No."

    "I hope you will never get sick again." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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