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Murong Yunqing drove over and picked up Yang Zimei.

Murong's mother takes Yang Zimei into the floor where Murong Yan lives.

The decoration of the whole floor is like the European palace decoration seen on TV, and it is a pink princess pie. There are beautiful pictures of Murong Yan from small to large, like a little princess.

Seeing these, Yang Zimei is really envious, even a little jealous of murongyan.

As soon as murongyan was born, she was endowed with a golden key, like a little princess. She had a beautiful appearance and a rich material life. She was loved by her family in the palm of her hand.

Such a person, why always look at oneself not agreeable to the eye, suffer with oneself not to go?

As soon as Murong's mother opened Murong Yan's room, a pink pillow was smashed out of it. Murong Yan's crying cry came from the room, "let me die, let me die..."

"Ah Yan, don't be sad. I brought your classmates to see you." Murong mother cautious way.

"I don't want to see anyone. Get out of here!"

Murong Yan yelled, and a lamp fell to the ground again.

"A Yan, this classmate is unusual. She came from the physiognomy. Last time she helped your uncle cure the evil spirit, you may also be in the evil spirit this time. Your uncle asked her to come to see you. Please cooperate." Murong mother patiently advised.

"Who?"

Murong Yan's tone became more sharp, "Yang Zimei?"

"Yes, it's me."

Yang Zimei came in from the door and raised his eyebrows.

Murong Yan's appearance at this time is no longer the proud and beautiful little princess like the white swan in the past. Her hair is scattered and yellow, her face is haggard and thin, her eyes are deep, her lips are dry and burst, and her abdomen is ugly and high.

She cut several knife marks on her originally white wrist.

In this state, the last person murongyan wants to see is Yang Zimei.

Seeing Yang Zimei come in with a smile, she was stunned like a ghost, and then quickly grabbed the quilt to cover her whole body. She yelled in the quilt, "who asked you to call her here? I don't want to see her. I hate to see her

"Ah Yan, don't be capricious. She's here to help you." Murong mother looked at Yang Zimei with guilt, then opened the quilt and advised her daughter.

"Go away! I'd rather die than help me with her hypocrisy Murong Yan is crying with her quilt.

"In that case, I'll go."

Yang Zimei said coldly and turned to go.

Murong's mother was in a hurry. She grabbed her and begged, "master Yang, please don't go. Please save a Yan. She is not sensible. Please don't blame her."

Seeing Murong's mother's anxious look on her face, Yang Zimei sighed with pity on her parents.

She also has parents, also does not want to see other people's parents so sad and anxious.

Murong's mother was originally a woman with excellent maintenance. Because of Murong Yan's accident, she became much older and worried day and night.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why do you ask her? " Hearing her mother's entreaty, Murong Yan lifted the quilt and swore, "what is she worth? She just wants to see my joke. Why are you so naive? I would rather die than see me. "

"Ah Yan, she was the one who saved your uncle. Your uncle was haunted by evil spirits and almost died. She can save them. Let her have a look. If you go on like this, you will be destroyed." Murong's mother implored with tears.

"I don't want to see her even if it's destroyed!" Murong Yan exclaimed, "let her go at once, or I will run into the wall and die!"

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