Mu Ziluo narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent.
How did she know about his amnesia?
Or maybe they know each other, or even have a close relationship?!
If this were the case, it would not be difficult to explain why he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he saw her, and even chased after her impulsively.
"You...don't blame me?" she asked very softly and nervously, her dark eyes staring blankly away, but she didn't dare to look at him.
Taking her little hand lightly and rubbing it on her chest, Mu Ziluo said leisurely: "What do you think?"
The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and Wu Bingxuan pushed him away almost immediately, stuttering: "I...I know."
yes!
How could it not be strange?
He had paid so much for her, but she chose to go with Chu Mingyou and leave him. How could she not be blamed?
"What do you know?" Mu Ziluo frowned slightly, stretched out his big hand, and took her back into his arms again.
"No...it's nothing..." Wu Bingxuan choked with trembling lips.
Rough fingertips slowly wiped away the tears on his pink cheeks. Mu Ziluo frowned slightly, "Why are you crying!"
"without……"
How do you want her to say that she feels bad now?
Over the years, she has long been accustomed to staying by his side. During the year she left him, she often thought of the days when he was with her.
When she dreamed back at midnight, she always turned around and wanted to hug that hot body again, but all she could hug was the cold pillow. The loss made her heart hurt like a needle.
"Okay, at worst I won't blame you anymore." Mu Ziluo sighed softly. He originally wanted to know what she had done to regret him, but seeing her look like this, he really couldn't ask.
Wu Bingxuan froze and turned to face him timidly, "You...don't blame me for abandoning you?"
She asked very softly, as if she couldn't believe her good luck.
Mu Ziluo's face darkened, his big hands around her slim waist tightened suddenly, leaving him?
What's the meaning?
Could it be that she abandoned him and ran away with the man just now?
Lifting her chin, Mu Zi lowered his face and approached her, his hot breath spraying on her face with extreme anger, "Explain it to me clearly!"
"I..." With his crystal eyes filled with mist, Wu Bingxuan looked at him timidly, "You said you don't blame me..."
Mu Ziluo sighed deeply and buried his head on her chest. Finally, he was defeated by her timid gaze, "Okay, I don't blame you."
After saying that, he picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bedroom.
"You have to make it up to me."
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At night, the breeze blew gently.
"Click." The slight sound of opening the door made Mu Ziluo sit up instantly, staring at the visitor with his blue eyes.
"Let's talk." The soft voice said calmly. After speaking, he turned and left.
Lifting the quilt, Mu Ziluo pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead and got out of bed carefully, fearing to wake up the people around him.
Half an hour later, he returned to the room again, got on the bed and held her in his arms. He frowned, the conversation with the man just now echoed in his mind, and looked at the envelope in his hand. Mu Ziluo stared deeply at it.
The beautiful woman in her arms has blue eyes full of sadness.
A sleepless night.
Mu Ziluo stared at her in awe until her eyelashes trembled slightly and she gradually opened her eyes.