No, I can't continue like this. She thought in her heart when she was washing up. It seems that she must talk to Dongfang Mo today. If he really wants to spend his whole life with her, then...

Just as I thought of this, I accidentally swallowed a little toothpaste foam and my stomach immediately turned upside down: "Vomit..."

After retching to the sink for a while, I raised my head and found that I was pale in the mirror, my hair was messy, and there was bloodshot toothpaste foam at the corner of my mouth. It was clearly a messy woman.

She couldn't help sighing, and her hand slid down onto her abdomen without realizing it. Then she remembered that it seemed that Dongfang Mo had not broken her wings, because Dongfang Mo had never opposed her paintings. Even when they went to Nime for their honeymoon, Dongfang Mo even helped her carry the easel.

Well, what really blocked her from painting was actually the tormenting little thing in her belly. Perhaps the scar was healed and forgot the pain. She felt that this little thing in her belly was much more noisy than when Yu Yu was in her belly six years ago.

Her life was indeed lazy over the moon. After Mu Yu had breakfast, it was almost noon. She couldn't help but yawn, as if she was still sleepy and wanted to sleep again.

She couldn't help but mutter in her heart, this was all caused by Dongfang Mo. Now her life is almost inverted by black and white.

OK, if you are inverted by black and white, you are inverted by black and white. Anyway, she can’t even draw now, so what else can she do?

He turned around and walked upstairs. Unfortunately, before she could lie down, the phone rang again. She took her phone with a little annoyed, thinking that Dongfang Mo called, but before she could even read it, she pressed the answer button and shouted first: "Don't bother me!"

After yelling, he was about to hang up the phone, but a louder roar than her came from the phone: "Xi Muru, you are Mrs. Dongfang now, right? You don't even care about your dad. Do you know if your dad is dead?"

Rumbled, as if several thunders were ringing in the sky, Mu Ru was stunned on the spot as if she was struck by lightning.

Xi Muxue returned from the United States, and Xi Yuanlong died!

Xi Yuanchang was dead! Mu Ru instinctively shuddered, and suddenly came back to her senses from the daze. Looking at the phone in her hand, just when she didn't know what to say, Xi Muxue's voice came again with an octave-high voice.

"Xi Muru, you are still not an individual," Xi Muxue's voice was obviously angry. "My mother Wang said she called you a few days ago and said that dad was not good. You just wanted to see it. Do you still have a trace of conscience..."

Mu Rushi cut off the phone while Xi Muxue was still yelling. She was very reluctant to hear Xi Muxue roaring with questioning, but she still quickly found clothes to change into her clothes and went out.

Although she extremely dislikes Xi Yuanchang and even hates him, there is one thing she must admit, that is, she is Xi Yuanchang's daughter, with Xi Yuanchang's blood flowing on her body, which is undeniable, nor can it be denied.

Xi Yuancheng died. She changed into white and clean clothes and went out. It happened that Uncle Liu was not here, so she did not ask the security guard to drive her there. She stopped a taxi on the outside avenue.

Xi Yuancheng still lives in the private house in the urban village where Wang Ma lives, with a narrow two-bedroom and one living room. Because Xi Muxue is back, Wang Ma often has to make a floor shop in the living room when Xi Muxue is at home.
Chapter completed!