Ghost Husband, I Don't Want

Chapter 554: Brother Murong

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I didn't understand what he was talking about, but he directly regarded my questioning tone as a statement of fact.

"This time... you admit it simply!" His face was sullen, and his eyes were cold to the extreme.

"Um..." I looked at him depressed, and suddenly felt a feeling of talking with a duck.

I was wondering, suddenly a gust of wind came in front of me.

I subconsciously stepped back two steps to avoid the sudden violent wind.

The black shadow flashed, and came forcing me.

"Ah!" I exclaimed, and immediately closed my eyes subconsciously.

As the black shadow approached, there was no pain on my face.

Feeling curious and happy in my heart, I slowly opened my eyes. I saw the man with a half-mask looking at me with a fierce look, and his right fist stopped two centimeters from the tip of my nose.

"Ye, Zi, Li!" I heard him gritted his teeth and squeezed these three words out of his mouth.

It's him again!

The one who suddenly shot in front of me was the man who was in the inn before and suddenly stood in front of me and shattered my job.

Unexpectedly, he would chase him out, and even beat people in the street, which greatly refreshed my understanding of this man.

Seeing him gritted his teeth and seemed to want to punch his fist hard, but he couldn't do it, I was also puzzled.

But when I saw his resentful eyes, I couldn't help but raised my brows at him with the corners of my mouth.

"You—" The man looked at me with a provocative look, and immediately made his forehead jump with anger.

Seeing his anxious appearance, the anger in my heart, I also eased slightly.

It's just that I haven't been proud of it for two seconds before I heard an exclamation: "That's it!"

"Huh?" I haven't reacted yet!

"Boom!" With a sound, the man's fist slammed into my shoulder.

"Ah!" I exclaimed, and my body immediately flew backwards.

As my body hit the stiff ground, I subconsciously wanted to get up, and there was a sharp tingling on my left shoulder.

Big beads of sweat came out of my forehead immediately.

The man in black clothes suddenly jumped forward and wanted to do it again. A cold shout came suddenly behind him: "Hurry up!"

The majestic voice immediately drank the mysterious man in a daze. The hand will stop in front of my face, and a little further forward, will squash the bridge of my nose.

The man in Xuan Yi gave me a bitter look, but he had to withdraw his fist and back away from me.

After he stepped aside, a man dressed in brocade clothes slowly walked out of a sedan chair with four people.

I stared at the sedan chair in a daze, and saw that walking out of it was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a mustache.

Judging from the outline of the man's face, it was somewhat similar to the man in the black and white clothes.

"Big Brother!" The man in Xuan Yi saw the visitor and immediately bowed his hand respectfully.

As he bowed his head to salute, he turned his head back and gave me a fierce look.

I forcibly resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him, and drew my left hand to his feet.

"Yo! What is your luck today? The seven sons of Murong's family, I have seen three of them now!" Before I could think of the identity of that person, I heard someone in the crowd shouting.

It turns out... This is the Murong family, the young masters who have been known to be amazing! My heart is clear, but more, it is disappointment!

"This Murong's parents and sons are different. Even though the third son is from his aunt, he still lacks a little domineering!"

"Then how can it be the same? The third son has the elegance and knowledge of the third son, which is not comparable to that of the older son!"

"Oh! Don't you think that the fourth son is the most stylish? You see that he just reached out... he was so handsome..."

Several female voices in the crowd were talking in low voices, so I learned that the man in the white Confucian shirt was exactly the object of the master Yiliu's favorite.

No wonder that when I was in the inn earlier, when I suddenly saw him, I felt my heart beat faster. Come to think of it, it should be this righteous master, the instinctive reaction still left in the body!

Just looking at the reaction of Na Murong San to this body's righteous master, I really feel a little distressed for this leaf hedge.

What does she like about a man who obviously hates her

"Miss Ye! My fourth brother is stubborn and hurt Miss Ye by mistake! I hope Miss Ye Haihan, don't care about my fourth brother!" Brother Murong walked to me and bowed his hand to me. Although there is no expression on the face, the words are very sincere.

I looked at his somewhat indifferent eyes, and it became clear in my heart. Although this boss Murong seems to be respectful and polite, he shouldn't wait to see this leaf hedge from the bottom of my heart!

This is really interesting! This Yiba Hu didn't know what kind of personality he was in front of him, and even caused most of the Murong family to be so unwelcome.

I twitched at the corner of my mouth, and didn't bother to entangle with the Murong brothers anymore. I stretched out and waved my right hand, and stretched out my hand to stroke my clothes. Secretly murmured: "Your fourth brother is amazing, how dare I care about him! Don't see me in the future, just shout and kill!"

Without looking up at Murong's parents, I turned and looked at the people around me. I feel really unlucky when I came out this time!

I didn't want to fall into what is right and wrong. This carelessness has been regarded as the center of everyone's discussion one after another!

Seeing the eyes of everyone watching the good show, I can't resist the irritability in my heart.

"Miss Ye?" Seeing that I didn't respond, Murong's parents frowned slightly, then raised their voice a little.

I was shocked by his sudden loud noise. Looking at the hand he was still offering, I felt that if I ignored him so much, I would look too petty.

"Forget it! It's really bad luck for me to meet you Murong Qisha!" I waved my hand, looked up and looked around, then randomly looked for the direction of a young person, turned and left.

No matter behind him, Murong's eldest son still bowed his hand to me with a look of stunned expression.

After almost trotting all the way, I finally found a medical clinic in a relatively deserted corner of the street.

"Suwen Medical Center?" I stroked my left shoulder with my right hand, and looked up at the plaque hanging on the front medical center.

Since it was a medical hall, I looked down at my painful left shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and walked in quickly.

As soon as I entered the hospital, I saw a little girl sitting on the wooden table and chair inside, holding a pen and paper, sleeping with her eyes closed.

The little girl propped her head with her left hand and a brush in her right hand. Black ink was still standing on the tip of his nose, and the ink stained the yellow and white rice paper in front of him.

Looking at the girl who was secretly dozing off, I held my shoulder and scanned the hospital, but I didn't see anyone else.