Chapter 872： Even if I lose my memory countless times (33)

"Achen, this is the most basic promise between two people.. If you don't think about giving me this promise, then Ah Chen, before that, don't touch me again..."

I thought Sheng Yuchen would be annoyed, and even thought she would ridicule herself, it was her who entangled him endlessly at first.

Now it's playing tricks.

But he did not speak, but remained silent, silent...

It took a long time before he finally moved.

Lifting the quilt, wrapped in a bathrobe, standing by the bed, Jun Jun's face was alienated and indifferent.

He looked at her for a long time, and finally nodded.

"okay, I get it!"

Then he walked out of the bedroom.

Mu Chuqing couldn't understand what he said that he knew what he knew.

But the answer was indirectly known the next day.

After lying in the bedroom for a day, being served by the servant with delicious food and drink, the doctor came over to give her medicine in the afternoon.

The best thing is that you can walk on the ground.

She tried it, nodded, and sure enough, richer suffers less.

When he limped out of the elevator, the butler immediately greeted the guests.

"Miss Mu, the car is ready, and your husband ordered you to be taken home."

Mu Chuqing's heart was cold, her eyes flickered, and her nails sank into the flesh of her palm.

She knew the answer he gave her.

In the car, Mu Chuqing burst into tears.

She wanted to find herself, her pride, and not let herself be too cowardly in front of him. .

Unfortunately, it failed.

Jiang Meng is the gulf that cannot be bridged between them and the problem that they must face.

Cowardly escape, the consequences can only be the same as three years ago.

Three years ago, she did not dare to mention Chang Chu in front of him because she didn’t want to, or she singled out Chang Chu’s problem as a topic for discussion. Only then would things accumulate more and more, and in the end it happened irretrievably. To the point.

The so-called trust is not blind trust.

Just like now, she trusts him and Jiang Meng is nothing? But what does the fact prove?

Things need to be discussed, but he did not give her a chance.

She judges the situation and considers the future between them. She thinks she is right.

The moment she unilaterally mentioned Jiang Meng's affairs to him, she put her only bargaining chip in her life on the gaming table.

She was betting on the tacit understanding between her and him, the powerful bond formed in the stumbling block between them.

No one wants to go home empty-handed.

Holding the confidence of winning, but also having to do well in the post-failure mentality.

After all, love is a matter of two people, and it is only a matter of two people.

No third person is allowed.

The car parked downstairs in her apartment, and Mu Chuqing got out of the car, accidentally using excessive force with her sprained foot, and she staggered a few times while holding the car door.

Finally stabilize.

"Miss Mu, are you okay?"

The driver walked up to her and looked at her worriedly.

Mu Chuqing smiled and shook her head, her eyes flushed. "It's okay!"

"Then I will help you upstairs."

"No, I can do it myself."

With that said, Mu Chuqing had limped in towards the door of the apartment building.

That back is straight, arrogant, and stubborn, like her three years ago.

She suffered from pain three years ago, didn't she survive this way too?

Things, you can't knock it too hard...

Across the street from the apartment building, a magnificent black Rolls Royce stopped there.

The black eyes of the man in the car stared at Mu Chuqing's slender and stubborn back.

Something in my heart is flowing slowly, and then following the blood circulation, it seems to be slowly sublimating in the body, and then disappearing...