Mu Lianchun is surprised to meet lingjue in this place. Besides, he looks very bad.

"Who are you?" The other two standing people saw him, and their faces were even worse. "Mind your own business, get out of here. Do you know who our boss is?!"

In the evening, Lian Chun's eyes were full of gloom and his voice was cold. "I don't know who your eldest brother is, but I know where your burial place is."

He kicks them down, rolls on the ground a few times and stops, but nothing happens.

In the evening, Lianchun tidied up his clothes and said, "deal with it."

"Yes."

Ling Jue stood up against the tree, and her eyes looked at him. "Thank you."

Mu Lianchun picks up his mobile phone and hands it to him, "you're welcome."

Lingjue wanted to say something, but she felt weak and fell down.

At dusk, Lianchun quickly steps forward to catch him and hugs lingjue. His body is stunned and soft

……

When Ling Jue woke up, she was still very weak. She moved and suddenly felt something was wrong. This is not her room.

She looked up at the ceiling, a huge chandelier hanging above her head.

She suddenly sat up from the bed?

"Wake up." I saw a man sitting on the balcony, looking at it with a magazine in his hand, his side face bathed in the sun, a spotless white leisure suit, a black hair flowing like silk in the sun with layers of halo, soft and harmless face, he sat relaxed and lazy, the white shirt buttons inside were not fully buttoned, showing delicate and attractive collarbone.

He turned his head, his mouth was smiling, and even his eyes and brows were full of a kind of holy angel like tenderness, and a pair of watery Phoenix eyes were slightly picking up, flowing out a few threads of fox like calculation and charm.

The vermilion lip has an attractive radian and is as gorgeous as a delicate flower.

In spite of such a beautiful picture, lingjue just picked up her eyebrows lightly. "How can I be here?"

"You were in a coma yesterday."

Lingjue sat up from the bed and looked at her clothes. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for saving me. How much do you want?"

The man who was still smiling heard this sentence, his face sank instantly, but he still smiled, "do I look very short of money?"

Lingjue turns to look at him and says seriously, "I'm missing."

“……” Twilight even Chun is a little speechless. How can this kid be a little angry?

Lingjue stood up, took the pen next to her and wrote down her phone number. "You can call me at any time if you want any money."

She took the cell phone next to her, turned it off, couldn't turn it on, no power?

She frowned and put her cell phone in her pocket. "I'm going first."

"Wait." In the evening, Lianchun stood up and came over from the balcony. His face was smiling all the time, although lingjue also felt his displeasure.

In the evening, even chunxie smiled, "do you think we are relatives?"

Ling Jue didn't know, so she just frowned. "No, I'm not Ling Zhensheng's son. I have nothing to do with Mu's family. I'm just a stranger to you."

"I helped you last night. That's your attitude," he said

Lingjue is not happy either. Although shorter than him, she looks up at him with great momentum. "I said I'll give you money."

She didn't understand what the man was thinking. She said that she had given him money. She kept pestering and climbing relatives. What was the purpose of this?