The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Xing Jiu 'an, who was curled up in a corner, suddenly felt sad.

If she had not gone out that day, if she had not encountered that incident, if she had not died ...

Would she be able to receive a call from her senior brother and have her master and everyone celebrate her birthday?

Unfortunately, there were no ifs.

Mu Qing didn't say a word. If he didn't hear her breathing, he would have thought that the call wasn't going through.

"Minister mu, can you hear me?" The eldest brother asked again.

"...Sure." Mu Qing's voice was very hoarse, and the other side immediately heard that something was wrong.

"Mu Qing, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine,"she said. Mu Qing lowered her voice."Come over, we're at the villa in South Capital. Jiu ... Jiu 'an is with me now. We'll wait for you at home."

When ou Qi, who had been looking at the back seat, heard this, the tears that had stopped flowed out again. She bit her lips hard, not allowing herself to make a sound.

The person on the other end of the phone was driving. If he knew, he didn't know what would happen on the road.

Xing Jiu 'an took another look. Lu Mingxi's eyes were even redder, as if they were about to bleed.

The eldest senior brother on the other end didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Master should also be listening at the side, and there were other people's voices. It sounded very lively.

After hearing Mu Qing's words, the master on the other end even said that this little girl still had some conscience.

His voice was full of love and indulgence, and he didn't really hate her because of what Xing Jiu 'an had done before.

In her heart, she was still biased towards this little disciple.

The other end didn't say anything more and hung up.

Mu Qing put her phone aside and continued to tidy Xing Jiu 'an's hair.

This little girl loved to look pretty, and she was going to see her master later, so she couldn't be in such a sorry state.

When they arrived at the villa in South Capital, Mu Qing had almost finished tidying Xing Jiu 'an's hair.

Lu Mingxi drove the car to the courtyard. After he stopped the car, he got out and opened the door to the back seat for Mu Qing.

Ou Qi also hurriedly came down.

Mu Qing carried Xing Jiu 'an out of the car.

The little girl, who was wearing heavy clothes, didn't feel much weight in his arms.

She had lost a lot of weight during this period of time. It was already a headache to eat and worry about her health. If she was like this next to Mu Qing, she was afraid that Mu Qing would not be able to sleep.

Mu Qing carried the little girl carefully. She was not heavy, but he took every step with extreme caution.

The blood on Xing Jiu 'an's body had already coagulated, and his coat was dirty.

Mu Qing looked straight ahead and carried the little girl into her room.

He told OQI to get a coat.

Ou Qi opened Xing Jiu 'an's cloakroom, which was full of clothes prepared for him.

This was a new one for this winter. Although the owner had never come back to live here, there were still many things in it.

Ou Qi helped Xing Jiu 'an choose a short red down jacket.

He took it over and took off the dirty and broken black down jacket for her, changing it into a bright red down jacket.

His pale face was also brightened by this color.

Lu Mingxi spread out the bed sheets, and Mu Qing placed the little girl in a red down jacket on the bed. She tidied her hair gently and covered her with a blanket.

It was as if he had really just fallen asleep.

Very quickly, a sound came from downstairs.

Mu Qing took a look and gently pinched Xing Jiu 'an's fingers. Her voice was gentle as she said,"senior brother will be back soon."

Lu Mingxi and ou Qi didn't follow him down.

Ou Qi sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Xing Jiu 'an.

Lu Mingxi sat on the floor with his back to the bed, looking dispirited.

When Mu Qing walked out, she closed the door gently.

It wasn't just his master and eldest senior brother who came. There were also a few senior brothers and sisters who came with them.

They had said before that Xing Jiu 'an was ranked 21st in the sect, and his 21st birthday was going to be a big one.

Everyone had tried their best to come and celebrate her birthday.

There weren't many people here yet, and some were still on the way.

Master was a little disappointed to see Mu Qing come out by herself.

He pretended to be nonchalant."Why are you here alone? where's that girl?"

Her tone was intimate, as if all the bad things could disappear in an instant.

How could he really be angry with this little disciple that he had picked up and raised since young, or even abandon her?

He was just angry and said such harsh words.

Mu Qing lowered her eyes slightly and said in a soft voice,"she's upstairs."

His master heaved a sigh of relief. He had thought that the girl was no longer around or had left.

"Did she go to bed? she's so lazy ... Forget it, not everyone is here yet. Let's wait a little longer and celebrate her birthday after she wakes up."

Everyone walked to the living room together, and several senior brothers and sisters also laughed along with Master's words.

As Mu Qing listened to everyone's laughter, she thought to herself, if it wasn't for that accident, would it really be such a harmonious scene now?

But ...

Mu Qing listened to everyone's soft laughter as if they were afraid of waking up the sleeping girl.

"She won't wake up."

The living room instantly fell silent.

Her master seemed to have not heard her clearly and asked again,"what did you just say?"

"She will never wake up again." Mu Qing looked at her master's face and saw her master's expression become horrified.

"What do you mean?"

"Minister mu, what do you mean by this?"

The senior brothers and sisters at the side couldn't help it. Their expressions were clearly that of fear and disbelief.

"I received a call from Jiu 'an today." Mu Qing said in a low voice. As he spoke, he walked upstairs, and everyone followed him.

Looking at the steps and the not - so - tall building, the room was bright, but they seemed to be facing something terrible, and they felt dizzy just by looking up.

However, she still followed behind Mu Qing.

It was as if a death row convict was about to be executed.

After Mu Qing said that, she suddenly fell silent.

He didn't speak again until they went up to the second floor and were walking toward Xing Jiu 'an's room.

"I was going to look for her today, but it's too late."

As he spoke, he pushed the door open and made way.

The room was warm and clean. There were not many things in it, but it looked very heartwarming.

The young man was sitting on the ground. When he heard the sound, he looked up and quickly lowered his head again.

The girl sitting by the bed saw the person at the door and didn't say anything. Her hair was slightly long and covered half of her face, so it was impossible to see her emotions.

A pale and Haggard girl was lying on the bed. The blanket was covered tightly, and only her face could be seen.

"Ms. Mu, this joke is not funny at all. Two and one are fine ..." The senior Sister who rushed over held Xing jiuan's hand and held her breath the moment she held it. She immediately let go as if she was scared.

His cold hand had accidentally touched her wrist, but she didn't feel a pulse.

She widened her eyes and covered her mouth with both hands, her body trembling."Impossible ... Impossible."