Incurable

Chapter 45

For a moment, Mu Wan felt the world spin that she had never felt before, and felt that everything in her sight was skewed, and she collapsed as soon as she moved.

She stood by the wall for a long time before reading the news. The content of the news is just a detailed version of the headline, the result is what or what.

What did Mei Yaozhi just call and say? There is something wrong with Liu Qianxiu, there should be room for change if there is something to be discussed in detail. For example, if the news was misreported, Liu Qianxiu did not die, but was still in a coma, or was paralyzed, or became a vegetative person. She accepted all of these.

Mu Wan's hands and feet were cold, and her eyes were black and white. When she stood supporting her soft body, she got up and walked out of the crew.

Someone next to her called her, as if calling her through the drum, with a reverberant response, Mu Wan ignored him and walked straight towards the entrance of the photography base.

She took a short cut and walked to the Republican area of ​​the photography base. She walked through an alley, and the alley was full of enthusiasm for filming, making harsh laughs from time to time.

Mu Wan walked with her head down, and when she was about to reach the entrance of the alley, someone in front of her stopped her. The man wore a crab-blue cheongsam, and he was slender and stood upright, his slender waist gripped.

She raised her head and met Mu Qing's smiling face.

An oiled paper umbrella hits her head, and even the slightest amount of sunlight can't expose her delicate face. She stands there, holding a handkerchief embroidered with orchids in her hand, dignified and gentle, as beautiful as a person walking out of a painting .

But no matter how beautiful people are, when they speak, they are caught in the smoke and smoke of mortal dust, revealing vanity and affectation.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Qing asked first.

She could see that Mu Wan was not very good, her pale complexion, moist and godless eyes, and even her usual blushing lips had become bloodless. She has long curly thick black hair and fluffy, like a soulless doll. When she asked that sentence, her clear eyes were still calm.

Mu Qing knew why she was like this. She wanted Mu Wan to be like this. Seeing Mu Wan like this, she was full of pleasure. She couldn't hold back her upturned lips, and she didn't even bother to act in a play. She looked like the needle that pierced a balloon, and the sharp needle pointed it at the weakest part of Mu Wan.

She wanted to watch her blow up and then destroy it.

"Oh, I heard that Liu Qianxiu is dead, and your umbrella is gone." Mu Qing said with a smile, "Do you know who I heard? Shen Cheng? No, it's the head of the Liu family."

Mu Wan looked at her, her eyes moved.

Seeing her look change, Mu Qing's pleasure doubled. She looked down at her, and her delicate eyebrows were full of irony and hatred.

"Look, it's just a week, and Feng Shui turns around. Your umbrella is gone, but my umbrella has been replaced by the Liu Family Patriarch."

"Mu Wan, Mu Wan, in the end, you still can't beat me."

After speaking, there was a pleasant laugh from Mu Qing's throat, like a bird cry in the morning, but it was sharp and harsh in Mu Wan's ears.

"Plap!" With a crisp sound, Mu Qing's laughter was cut off.

"With this slap, I will hit you on behalf of Mu's family, destroy other people's families, be scornful of morals, and shamelessly mean." Mu Wan said calmly.