Chapter 807

Hang up.

Mu Shinian stared at the man leaning on the sofa and his eyes fell back on the bottle of medicine.

best.

Best, Bo Jinhua, you didn't do anything, otherwise, I will never let you go!

……

Xiao Hei took off his shoes for him after he moved him to bed, then covered the quilt, turned around and stared at mu Shinian's hand in amazement.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

Mu Shinian looked at him calmly.

The next second, her eyes moved briskly again. She didn't make a sound, but just stared at the man on the bed.

Xiao Hei turned along her eyes and opened his mouth with some worry: "what's the matter with you? Young master Bo, what's the matter with him?"

Mu Shinian threw something to him.

Xiao Hei quickly reached out and took it. After a look, he was confused again.

"What is this?"

Mu Shinian shook the wound on his hand and said coldly: "let people analyze whether there are addictive ingredients in it."

“……”

Little black stared round in amazement: "what?"

"Literally." Mu Shinian looked at Xiao hei and threatened to pull out a very dangerous arc: "don't let others know about it."

Xiao Hei nodded silently. After a moment, he finally picked up the medicine box and went out.

Mu Shinian accidentally poked the wound. Her painful scalp numbed. In the twinkling of an eye, she took a deep breath and calmly covered up the anxiety and agitation.

She sat on the bed, raised her hand and pushed aside the hair on the man's face.

The man seemed to feel something and moved gently, but soon he was quiet again.

Mu Shinian's fingers froze in the air for a moment before she finally put them back. She took a deep breath, stood up and walked outside.

Her face changed as soon as she went out.

It's not that simple, is it?

What did Bo Qian experience and why did he leave such a big wound? Today, they can't recover.

Mu Shinian was about to go downstairs when he heard a light noise behind him.

The housekeeper stood behind her with a box in his arms.

Mu Shinian stared at the box and looked at the housekeeper's eyes. She suddenly understood and was about to refuse, The housekeeper quickly interrupted her: "Miss mu, I stole it. The young master will not destroy these things, nor will he look at them again, nor will he let others see them. If you don't look at them, he may never let you know in your life."

Mu Shinian stared at the box. She seemed to have a hunch that the things in it would make her feel worse than now.

She doesn't understand. What's the purpose of keeping these things?

After standing quietly for a long time, mu Shinian finally walked over and took the box from the housekeeper.

The housekeeper stared at her hand tied with gauze and said uneasily, "your hand."

"It's all right. It's been handled."

Mu Shinian didn't look at him and answered almost perfunctorily.

The housekeeper wanted to say something, but when he saw that mu Shinian's face was wrong, he didn't speak again.

……

Mu Shinian sat cross legged on the chair in the office.

Thin and shallow, she was much taller than her. She curled up in the chair, only such a small ball.

Mu Shinian held his chin with his hands and his eyes fell on the box.

On or off.

Everyone has a secret.