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Murong Yunqing drove over and took Yang Zimei over.

Murong's mother took Yang Zimei to the floor where Murong Yan lived.

The decoration of the whole floor is like the European-style palace decoration seen on TV, and it is a pink princess pie. On the wall is a beautiful picture of Murong Ye from small to large, like a little princess.

Seeing this, Yang Zimei was really envious, and even a little jealous of Murong Yan.

Mu Rongyan was born with a golden key, like a little princess. She has a beautiful appearance, a rich material life, and is loved by her family.

Why do people like this keep seeing themselves unpleasantly, suffering and suffering?

Mu Rongyan's mother just opened Mu Rongyan's room, and she smashed a pink pillow from it. There came a cry of Murong Yan's exhausted cry.

"Ayan, don't be sad, I'll take your classmates to see you." Mom Murong said carefully.

"I don't want to see anyone, get out, get out of here!"

Mu Rongyan shouted, and a table lamp fell to the ground again.

"Ayan, this classmate is unusual. She came from a teacher. Last time you helped your uncle heal Zhongxie. You may be Zhongxie this time too. Your uncle asked her to come and see you. Murong's mother advised patiently.

"Who?"

Mu Rongyan's tone became sharper, "Yang Zimei?"

"Yes, it's me."

Yang Zimei walked in from the door and raised an eyebrow.

At this time, Mu Rongyan was no longer the princess who was proud and beautiful like a white swan. Her hair was scattered and yellow, her face was thin and thin, her eyes were sunken, her lips were dry and bursting, and her belly was ugly and high.

Several cuts were made on her originally white wrist.

In this state, the last person Mu Rongyan wants to see is Yang Zimei.

When she saw Yang Zimei coming in with a smile, she stunned like a ghost, then quickly caught the quilt and covered herself, screaming in the quilt, "Who asked you to call her over ? Immediately drive her away, I do not want to see her, I hate to see her most. "

"Ayan, don't be willful, she's here to help you." Mom Murong glanced at Yang Zimei with guilt, then pulled the quilt away and persuaded her daughter.

"Go! I would rather die than let her pretend to help me!" Murong Yan yelled at the quilt desperately.

"That's it, then I'm gone."

Yang Zimei said coldly and turned to leave.

Mother Murong was anxious, took her by one hand, and begged: "Master Yang, please don't go, please rescue Ayan, she is not sensible, please don't blame her."

Seeing the anxious look of Murong's mother, Yang Zimei lamented the pity of her parents.

She is also a parent, and she doesn't want to see other parents so sad and anxious.

Murong's mother was originally a very well-maintained woman. Because Murong Yan had an accident, she suddenly became much older and worried day and night.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why are you asking for her?" Mu Rongyan heard her mother's begging, opened the quilt and shouted loudly, "What is she doing? She just wants to see my joke, why are you so naive? I would rather die than see me. "

"Ayan, she saved your uncle. Your uncle was trapped by evil spirits and was almost dying. She could save it. Just let her take a look. It will be ruined if you continue like this. Mom Murong pleaded crying.

"Even if it is destroyed, I don't want to see her!" Mu Rongyan shouted. "Let her go immediately, or I'll hit the wall and die!"

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