Reborn as a Good Child

Chapter 31: I did not do anything!

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Everything at that time, I think it’s incredible now when I think about it, maybe it was the last crazy counterattack before death. If it was done again, he wouldn’t know if he could kill these three people even if it was intact. He still remembered, The steel bar that was soaked in blood and brains was still held in his hand until he died, and in the end he used it to make a fake attack, which caused the police who came in later to shoot and kill him.

After he was reborn, he broke up with his former alcoholic friends and focused on his family members. Feng Qun called him several times, but he hung up when he saw it, but he did not expect to meet him here.

As soon as he saw this man, those unbearable and disgusting memories rushed into his mind with screams, Feng Qun's face that was still smiling after being broken, the face that smiled when he tried to steal his own company secrets, and Bai Jiabai. Later, when he humiliated himself, he laughed wildly. He smashed him with stones, stomped on his feet, and crazily ruined his hideous and distorted face. Hollow, eyes wide open and full of fear, the staring face seemed to be right in front of him, gradually overlapping with the coveted and smiling face in front of him.

Bai Yihan's eyes were congested with horror, and he stepped back, but the terrace was such a big place. Before he could escape, Feng Qun greeted him and grabbed his hand with a flattering smile on his face. Said: "The Third Young Master, why haven't you come out to play lately? I can't get through if I call you. My brothers haven't seen you for a long time."

Bai Yihan suddenly couldn't distinguish his past and present. He only felt that the hand held by Feng Qun was sticky and disgusting. The breath of Feng Qun's approach to him made his scalp numb, and he let out a tragic scream, crazy Shaking the hand that was caught, desperately trying to escape home to the people.

Feng Qun was frightened by him, thinking about what happened to this fateful fool today? are you crazy

Bai Yihan was really frightened crazy. He didn't even dare to look at Feng Qun's face, only wanted to get rid of him crazily. However, Feng Qun was also frightened, and forgot to let go of his hand, but subconsciously. Hold tighter.

The people at the banquet were all taken aback by the tragic cry, and they stopped talking and looked over here. The whole thing took a long time to speak, but in fact it only took one sentence. Mu Jingyuan has been following Bai from a distance. When Yihan saw an accident there, he hurriedly walked over, holding Bai Yihan, who was almost mad, in his arms. Seeing that he was still going mad, he kept shaking his grasped hand. His face was so gloomy that he was going to eat people.

He held Bai Yihan firmly with both hands, fearing that he would hurt himself with excitement. He looked at Feng Qun with gloomy eyes, and his voice seemed to have ice scum: "Don't let go?"

Feng Qun was pierced by his gaze, his whole body's hairs were erected, and a layer of white hair quickly formed on his back. Hearing his words, he quickly released his hands, raised his hands and took two steps back, affirming Said: "Mr. Mu, I didn't do anything. I don't know why Bai Sanshao became like this!"

After Bai Yihan was released, he finally stopped screaming, his mood stabilized a bit, but he kept rubbing the hand that had been caught, as if he was about to rub off a layer of skin.

Mu Jingyuan is about to feel distressed. His little prince, these hands are his most proud of. They have beautiful bones and long fingers. They seem to be the most perfect masterpiece of God, because there are always people who say that such a pair of beautiful hands can be used without playing the piano. It's a pity that I went to learn piano specially.

But now that skinny, jade-like perfect right hand has been rubbed red by himself, as if it would be dripping with blood in the next moment.

Mu Jingyuan hurriedly held his hand to prevent him from self-harm, embracing his arms, trapping him in his arms, the anger in his heart has shown a prairie fire, what exactly does this bastard Feng Qun mean to him? What have you done? Why does his little prince make such a terrible cry