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Chapter 877 Mu Jingchen, Bai Liyue, you are seeking death!

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    Mu Jingchen couldn't care less about this now. He stared at the emergency center in front of him, hoping that she would be safe.

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    after an hour.

    Bai Liyue was transferred from the emergency center to the ward.

    The doctor told Mu Jingchen that fortunately it was delivered in time and there was no danger to his life.

    But due to long-term lack of oxygen, you may be comatose for a period of time.

    When Mu Jingchen entered the ward, Bai Liyue was holding an oxygen bottle.

    There was finally some color on her face and her body finally recovered.

    He finally felt relieved.

    He walked to the bedside and sat down, looking at the unconscious Bai Liyue, and reached out to touch the warmth of her palm.

    Then, he scolded in a low voice: "Stupid woman."

    Just now, when he saw her huddled in the ice room, his heart suddenly tightened.

    He was actually scared.

    He had never felt this way before.

    Even though he has forgotten the past memories, it seems that he has never forgotten his feelings for her in his heart.

    He gently pushed her hair away from her forehead and looked at her tenderly.

    "Wan Rong is dead. When this incident is over, we will go and relax, go to a place with mountains and rivers, just us and our children, and never ask about such complicated things again."

    Bai Liyue's hand that was clenched by him suddenly trembled, as if responding to him.

    Mu Jingchen curled his lips gently, looked at her deeply for a few times, and then put her hand into the quilt.

    Then, he strode out.

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    The door.

    Dongfang Han sat on the chair in the corridor and waited quietly.

    Seeing Mu Jingchen walking out, he immediately stood up.

    Mu Jingchen suppressed the tenderness in his eyes, and there was only a coldness that could repel people from thousands of miles away.

    "There must be a reason why she appeared in the ice cellar at your home last night. Who in your family went to the ice cellar last night?"

    Dongfang Han shook his head and said, "I don't know too much, but the mechanism that opens the secret door of the ice cellar is in the collection room. Only my family knows about it."

    "In this case, it can only mean that she followed someone from your family into the ice cellar last night, and this person has a lot to do with Wan Rong who died in the ice cellar."

    Dongfang Han frowned.

    "The person who has contact with Wan Rong is my second sister, but my second sister was imprisoned in the cellar in the backyard last night and it is impossible to get out."

    "That can only mean that there is someone else."

    Mu Jingchen¡¯s words made Dongfang Han recall it well.

    ¡°Last night, after my second sister was imprisoned, my father was in a bad mood, and I was the one who watched her go back to the room.

    Because my mother took medicine, my father didn¡¯t let her leave the room at all.

    ¡°There¡¯s only one who hasn¡¯t slept in the middle of the night¡±

    Thinking of this, Dongfang Han's eyes widened: "My eldest sister!"

    "Dongfang Wan?"

    When Mu Jingchen mentioned this name, a coldness filled his eyes.

    He ignored Dongfang Han and ordered Lin Ze at the door of the ward with a cold face: "Take good care of her. I'll go back."

    Seeing Mu Jingchen walking straight out of the hospital with anger all over his body, Dongfang Han shouted behind him: "Jingchen, where are you going!"

    Mu Jingchen seemed not to have heard anything and quickened his pace.

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    Yu Jing Bieyuan.

    Dongfang Wan was dragged in from the door by two bodyguards and thrown into the hall.

    She got up from the ground in horror, and shouted at the two bodyguards without fear: "Who are you and what do you want to do! I am a young lady from the Dongfang family!"

    Half an hour ago, as soon as she walked out of Dongfang's house, the two bodyguards covered her mouth and nose from behind and tied her up and brought her here.

    "Miss Dongfang has always been as timid as a mouse, but now it seems that is not the case."

    Dongfang Wan turned around and followed the sound.

    I saw a tall figure walking down the stairs.

    Mu Jingchen stood at the top of the stairs and looked down at Dongfang Wan, with only endless coldness in his eyes.

    Seeing that it was Mu Jingchen, Dongfang Wan restrained the stern look in her eyes for a second, looked at him with fear, shrunk and said: "Mu, Mr. Mu? What do you want to do?"

    She crossed her arms and took two steps back, not daring to look directly at Mu Jingchen.

    Mu Jingchen glanced at her with contempt, then looked away.

    "There are only you and me here, Miss Dongfang doesn't need to pretend."

    Dongfang Wan curled his neck and looked at him timidly: "I don't understand what you are talking about, MuSir, where did I offend you? What do you want to do?  "

    She looked so pitiful that any man would feel pity for her if he saw her.

    But Mu Jingchen ignored her, walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

    "Ms. Dongfang should be very clear about the reason why I invited you here today. Last night, you locked my wife in an ice cellar. I hope you can give me an explanation for this."

    After speaking, his sharp eyes locked tightly on Dongfang Wan.

    Dongfang Wan was startled and said in surprise: "Miss Bai was locked in the ice cellar last night? Is she okay?"

    Her concerned expression fell into Mu Jingchen's eyes.

    His eyes became more gloomy.

    Dongfang Wan pretended to recall: "The weather was too hot last night. I did go to the ice cellar to get some fruits, but I never saw Miss Bai"

    Mu Jingchen didn¡¯t want to listen to her words and said coldly: ¡°Just admit it.¡±

    Dongfang Wan's eyes were full of doubts: "What did I admit? I really didn't see Miss Bai last night, and I didn't know she entered the ice cellar."

    Mu Jingchen obviously didn¡¯t buy Dongfang Wan¡¯s explanation.

    He raised his hand, and the two bodyguards at the door came over and grabbed Dongfang Wan's hands.

    Dongfang Wan looked at Mu Jingchen in surprise and said in horror: "Mr. Mu, what do you want to do?"

    There was a dangerous aura in Mu Jingchen's eyes. He ignored Dongfang Wan and said coldly to the bodyguard: "Take him down!"

    "Yes, Mr. Mu!"

    The bodyguard controlled Dongfang Wan and walked outside the gate of Yujingbieyuan.

    Dongfang Wan struggled hard and kept shouting: "Mr. Mu, what do you want to do? Ask them to let me go"

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    It didn¡¯t take long.

    The bodyguard dragged Dongfang Wan to the cold storage of Yujing Villa and pushed her in without hesitation.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    Dongfang Wan fell to the cold ground in embarrassment, his whole body covered with chills.

    boom_

    The door of the refrigerator was closed by two bodyguards.

    Dongfang Wan stood up in fright, slapping Nuo Da's door: "What are you doing! Let me out!"

    She was screaming hysterically inside, but no one paid any attention to her.

    The temperature in the cold storage suddenly dropped, once dropping to more than ten degrees below zero.

    Dongfang Wan, who was wearing a long skirt, shrank down in the cold, even her breathing was air-conditioned.

    In the end, I could only huddle in a corner, trembling all over and unable to even speak.

    She shook her body, her two rows of teeth kept trembling, and she made a voice full of hatred: "Mu Jingchen, Bai Liyue, you are looking for death!"

    Last night, she had no idea that Bai Liyue was following her.

    If she had known, Bai Liyue would not be alive until now!

    Now, Mu Jingchen actually locked her into the cold storage without any explanation, leaving her so cold that she became unconscious, and the hatred in her heart suddenly rose.

    The temperature in the refrigerator was getting colder and colder. She breathed heavily, and even the air she breathed into her lungs was extremely cold.

    It was a biting cold, as if every hair on the body stood on end.

    She had never felt so hopeless.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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