The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

The laughter and noise downstairs seemed to have stopped in an instant.

It was as if something had suddenly interrupted them, and they were unusually quiet.

Very quickly, the sound of someone going upstairs could be heard.

The door was open, and many people came in.

In order to attend their Little Junior sister's birthday, they had tidied themselves up from head to toe.

The senior sisters all had exquisite and beautiful makeup on, and it was obvious that they had been dressing up seriously for a long time.

It was supposed to be a Happy Birthday Party, and he was still happy when he came here. He didn't expect that it would turn into a farewell ...

He didn't even say a single word.

He only had time to look at her.

The room was silent for a long time, then came the sound of breaking down crying.

XING SE entered the sect at the age of three. The oldest of her senior brothers and sisters was more than ten years older than her, and the youngest was two or three years older.

They were arranged according to the time when they entered the sect. Among the more than 20 disciples of master, only su yize was younger than her. Before su yize, even though Xing Jiu 'an had a few junior brothers and sisters, she was the youngest.

A few senior sisters knelt in front of Xing Jiu 'an's bed and cried like children.

The children she had seen growing up might treat her own children in the same way.

In fact, because Xing Jiu 'an had appeared earlier, he had been well - liked since he was young and was more important than his own children.

The eldest brother stood beside his master and looked down at his little sister, who would never open her eyes again. His voice was very soft.

"You've broken your promise,"

Eldest brother had never thought of getting married and having children, so he had jokingly mentioned it to Xing Jiu 'an.

At that time, Xing Jiu 'an had promised that he would take care of eldest brother in his old age.

His voice was too soft, and no one would notice it in the room.

However, Xing Jiu 'an, who was beside him, clearly heard what he said.

It was just these four words that made her instantly remember what she had said when she was young.

She had let down too many people. She thought that she had died alone and in a sorry state. In the end, she had lost all her family and friends.

In fact, she was loved by everyone and had the best family members in the world.

He had never abandoned her.

The dream stopped here.

Xing Jiu 'an opened his eyes and looked at his phone. It was 1 am.

She went to wash her face and lay down to continue sleeping when she came back.

He had just fallen asleep when he was pulled into a dream again.

Her body was left in the room for the night, and everyone did not sleep for the whole night.

The next day, he was sent for cremation.

She was expressionless as she watched herself being sent to the incinerator.

Master, along with his senior brothers, senior sisters, and junior brothers and sisters, were all here.

Not a single person was missing.

A few of them cried so hard that they almost fainted.

Ji Shu, who received the news, rushed over anxiously with Xiao Zike by her side.

Ji Shu, who had just arrived, almost fell down from his weak legs.

Not far from her was Mu Qing, who did not even look at her.

"Jiu an ..."

Hearing Ji Shu's trembling voice, Mu Qing looked over.

He was cold and indifferent, without any other emotions.

It was just that one glance, but he looked back again.

This time, he had completely lost it.

He no longer had a Junior Sister by his side.

No one would let him indulge his willfulness and cause trouble again.

She had left forever.

He had never thought that there would be such a day, even when Xing Jiu 'an wanted to break up with him.

Breaking up and farewell were only two words apart, but the feeling brought by the latter was completely different.

Mu Qing's life was full of disasters as a child, and he saw her off with his own eyes when she finally had a little warmth.

From then on, it would be a life and death separation.

Where could she get gentleness from?

Only then could he make up for the many misfortunes in his life.

He closed his eyes, and the crying around him seemed to have dissipated. In front of his eyes, the proud and lovely little girl appeared again.

It was the way she looked when she was young. The little girl who was at his waist looked up at him and smiled.

Then, Mr. Gern and the Butler came in together.

He seemed to have aged a lot. His eyes, which were usually emotionless, suddenly seemed to be filled with pain.

The head of the Garne family, whose wealth and power were shocking to outsiders, had lived a legendary life, but suddenly lost his only person in power.

It was as if he had become a loner from then on.

The manor that Xing Jiu 'an had bought for his master had already been transferred to his name.

After her death, her master had full authority to deal with the countless assets under her name.

It was as if he had prepared everything in advance, and he had died so easily.

However, he left behind countless regrets and pain for his loved ones to bear.

His master had decided to bury Xing Jiu 'an in the manor.

His master, who had lived on the mountain for more than 20 years, had stayed in this Manor since then.

It was good for his little disciple to live independently, but she could never live without the care of others.

For an insecure girl, company should be very important to her.

They all regretted it.

He clearly knew that she could not take care of herself on her own, but he did not ...

Even when she was studying abroad, he had hired professionals to take care of her.

They had never been apart for so long, so long that the child who had been doted on and grown up felt that he had been abandoned by the whole world.

This difference was probably the reason why she didn't dare to come back.

He felt that he had done something wrong, but he had cut off all his escape routes.

Therefore, she no longer had a home.

His master had always liked the feeling of being away from the troubles of the world. He had been on the mountain for more than twenty years, and the number of times he came out every year could be counted with ten fingers.

He had wanted to bring his little disciple back and bury him on the mountain so that he could see the scenery he had seen since he was young. Xing xiaolang would also accompany him.

However, this was something his little disciple had specially bought for him when he was old.

In the end, he still chose to live here with his little disciple. From then on, they would be living here.

After he died, he would get someone to send him and his little disciple back.

Xing Jiu 'an seemed to have experienced all of this with them.

She felt that it was very magical.

This dream did not seem to be entirely bad.

She watched as the small box was buried, and her master wrote some words for her.

Even though she had been called Xing Jiu 'an for more than ten years, her name hadn't changed.

That was the name her master had given her when she had first joined the sect.

She was called XING SE.

Names were not all kinds of lives, only bitterness.

She hoped that all the hardships in this life would be written in the name and that the rest of her life would be sweet.

That was the deepest gentleness a master had for his little disciple.

It was a pity that his little disciple did not have long peace in this life, and there was no happiness for the rest of her life.

He had let down two such beautiful names.

The scene changed, and he didn't know what time it was.

There were many people in the manor.

Her master and her senior brothers and sisters had never left.

It was as if he had nothing else important to do and only wanted to accompany his Little Junior Sister.

He was satisfied just by staying here.

Xing Jiu 'an was a little anxious for them.

They all had their own families, and some of their senior brothers and sisters had their own children. Some of them were so busy that they couldn't even stop to spend the new year.

How could he ... Because of her?