The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

"It's impossible, impossible ..."

"Why is it like this?"

The people who stopped at the door saw her and almost did not dare to come over.

Mu Qing didn't say anything. He walked over, sat down on the other side of the bed, and gently touched Little Junior sister's hair.

Even though he had tried his best to clean it, he still couldn't completely clean it.

When he got closer, there was a faint smell of blood.

Her master stayed in the same place for a long time before he slowly walked over.

Her eyes reddened before she could finish her sentence.

"What ... Happened?"

"I did it on purpose," Mu Qing replied in a low voice,"on the street. It's Wu Lin from the Wu family."

"When I arrived, the police and the ambulance were already there."

"He died on the spot. He didn't even have the chance to go to the hospital."

His voice was very calm, and his eyes were lowered, so no emotion could be seen.

However, her hands were clenched so tightly that they were almost white.

"Miss mu, how did you take care of her?"

Suddenly, Mu Qing was pulled up by his clothes. He didn't struggle or react. He just stared at Xing Jiu 'an on the bed.

"Say something. I told you to look after her. What did you think?"

"If you had said earlier that you couldn't do it, I could have taken her away."

The little Junior Sister had been with Mu Qing since they left the mountain. The other senior brothers and sisters had also been swindled many times, but Xing Jiu 'an had never left with anyone else.

It wasn't that they couldn't win over Mu Qing, it was just that their Little Junior Sister wanted to follow senior brother Mu Qing.

After leaving the sect, they all had their own things to do. They couldn't see their Little Junior Sister often, but they had never distanced themselves from her.

Even if she was scolded by her master for not wanting her now, she was still pampered by her senior brothers and sisters.

Xing Jiu 'an entered the sect at the age of three. She was the child that they had watched grow up and their favorite Little Junior Sister. How could they completely cut off their relationship with her because of some matter?

It was just an occasional willfulness, and they had never blamed her.

He had happily come to celebrate his Little Junior sister's 21st birthday, thinking that he could resolve the awkwardness from before. However, the person who was celebrating her birthday was no longer around ...

Mu Qing said hoarsely,"I'm sorry. I didn't take good care of her."

He did not defend himself.

Back then, in order to leave Minister mu, Xing Jiu 'an said the most vicious words in the world.

She used her own life to threaten Qing Mu.

What could Mu Qing do?

Her crazy actions were clearly out of the ordinary.

Under such a stubborn situation, Xing Jiu 'an could do what she said.

Mu Qing didn't want to see his Little Junior Sister die in front of him.

As such, he slowly drifted apart from his Little Junior Sister.

However, she still died in the end.

Xing Jiu 'an looked at everyone's sadness, and some of the senior brothers and sisters even blamed her death on Mu Qing.

She wanted to explain that it wasn't like that. It was all her fault. Her death couldn't be blamed on senior brother Mu Qing.

However, no one could see her and no one could hear her voice.

Mu Qing was forced to answer, but he only lowered his head in silence, as if he had admitted to the crime that everyone had set on him.

However, everyone quickly retracted their gazes.

The senior brother who attacked Mu Qing apologized in a low voice.

The little girl was right here, and they couldn't let her die without peace.

She had always liked senior brother Mu Qing. Mu Qing was gentle to her, took care of her meticulously, and cooked well. Many senior brothers and sisters were jealous of her.

Little Junior Sister really liked her senior brother Mu Qing.

But they blamed her death on Mu Qing. If the little girl knew about this, she would be very sad.

In fact, it was just a way for them to vent their anger.

They should know that Little Junior sister's death was not Mu Qing's fault. It had nothing to do with Mu Qing.

However, the truth was right in front of their eyes. It was too unbelievable and unacceptable. They blamed Qing Mu instead.

However, shouldn't Mu Qing be the one in the most pain?

He personally went to the scene of the incident to bring back his Little Junior Sister, who had just passed away. He also had to feel her turning cold bit by bit. The little girl who was once lively and active had lost her soul and became an icy cold corpse.

They were in pain, but so was Mu Qing.

Mu Qing didn't mind the senior brother's action. He tidied his clothes and sat down again.

"Her hair was stained with blood. I've cleaned it for her, but there's no water in the car, so it's not clean. There's still the smell of blood."

Mu Qing gently touched Xing Jiu 'an's hair,"she was talking to me on the phone before she was hit by the car."

"She said that she wanted to be like how we were in the past, but I haven't answered her yet ..."

"I wonder if she'll be very disappointed."

Mu Qing was a little talkative, and she was no longer as quiet as before.

Everyone was silent, as if they were listening, but also as if they were immersed in their own pain.

"I heard someone say that she was still holding her phone when she fell to the ground. She probably wanted to hear me say yes."

"But in the end, I didn't say that word."

Mu Qing's voice was hoarse, and there was a low sobbing sound in the room.

"Jiu 'an, I'm sorry. I didn't think of that."

"I've never blamed you. "

"You want to start everything over again. That's my greatest wish."

"I'm sorry, senior brother was late. "

"If I had arrived earlier and brought you home earlier, it wouldn't have been like this."

"I'm sorry,"she said.

Xing Jiu 'an looked on with red eyes.

Every time she dreamed of these things, about her master, senior brothers, and senior sisters after her death, she felt that she was a sinner, ashamed of everyone.

Hearing Mu Qing's sobbing voice, she also wanted to cry.

Her master finally walked over.

Lu Mingxi and ou Qi moved aside.

As if he was extremely tired, his master fell down before he could sit on the bed.

He held onto the edge of the bed and stared with wide eyes, as if he wanted to treat all this as a joke played by his little disciple who had always been naughty.

However, this was not fake.

His little disciple's face was deathly pale. He wasn't breathing, and he didn't have a pulse.

She had indeed left.

He was so willful, as if there was nothing she could miss.

The master was a little resentful, but he secretly wanted to explain to his little disciple.

No matter how outstanding she was, she was just an ordinary person.

There was no way to control his own life and death.

She was just very unfortunate that she could not see her master again.

The master looked at his little disciple in silence, as if she was just sleeping.

If one didn't look at his face, he really did look like he was sleeping.

Xing Jiu 'an slept very well.

Sounds came from downstairs again. The others had arrived one after another.

Most of them had rushed over from other places, and some of them had pushed back important matters just to celebrate their Little Junior sister's birthday.

It was very lively downstairs, and people were shouting for Qing Mu and Xing Jiu 'an.

Lu Mingxi looked around."I'll go get the door."

He said in a low voice and walked out.

The rest of the people gathered around the bed, as if the dead could come back to life if they stared at them like this.