Chapter 200: She has no conscience

Mu Zi was taken out of the screening room stiffly by Murong Cheng.
Unexpectedly, she saw Murong Cheng's glamorous female companion at the door.
The beauty also saw Mu Zi, but she didn't respond. She followed Murong Cheng with no expression on her face, like a gorgeous ghost.
There was no one outside the screening hall. They took a special passage to the underground parking lot. The driver of Murong Cheng had been waiting for a long time.
Murong Cheng sat in the back seat with Mu Zi, and the beauty was sitting in the passenger seat.
The car drove smoothly and left the underground parking lot. The bright scorching sun outside shined into the car, warm and mellow, and finally made Mu Zi feel a little alive.
The brain dominated by fear gradually came back to life. She tried hard to think about what she wanted to do in order to save the current situation.
Saying anything that would kill Murong Cheng is just an angry talk.
Even if she knew that Qiao Jingjia might be the murderer of herself, she never wanted to kill Qiao Jingjia, she just wanted to bring the murderer to justice.
The inertia of professional thinking determines her way of life.
She is a person who knows the law and abides by the law and will never kill.
Therefore, she can't kill Murong Cheng, nor can she get rid of Murong Cheng. She can only hope that one day this man suddenly discovers her conscience to let her go, but... is this possible?
Murong Cheng has not said a word since getting into the car.
His emotions always endure this way, once it breaks out, it will destroy the world.
Mu Zi looked at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the car window, knowing that she couldn't sit still and waited for her death. She mustered up the courage to make the final struggle.
"Murongcheng, I..."
Before she finished her words, Murong Cheng suddenly clamped her jaw and kissed her hard!
With full of anger, ruthless and rude prostitution, wishing to swallow her whole!
Mu Zi was so frightened that he even forgot about the struggle and resistance, and let him it in a daze. For a while, his brain went blank...
When I recovered, the kiss had become lingering, tender, and full of pain.
Mu Zi's heart was sore and swollen. For some reason, she was so wronged, tears filled her eyes unknowingly, and she fell down.
She hated Murong Cheng, the tenderness he occasionally revealed, and she hated herself who was moved by this tenderness.
Why can't this bad guy be worse?
She was just a little moved, and she could stop her horse from the cliff, but Murong Cheng insisted on dragging her down together! Forcing her to fall into the abyss of tenderness and sweetness, first feel the beauty of flying in the sky, and then fall to pieces! Heartbroken!
Losing self and dignity is more terrifying than death.
She really hates Murong Cheng!
Mu Zi seemed to foresee her miserable future. She cried hard and was extremely sad. Her tears were like broken beads, immersed in her black long hair at her temples.
As soon as she cried, Murong Cheng couldn't kiss her again. Even if there was a terrible anger, it instantly dissipated, leaving only distressed.
"You have to accept me." He murmured while holding her, "You must accept me..."
Even if you can't be happy, you must...accept me.
Today was an accident. He saw Mu Zi in a daze on the street. He thought it was his lovesickness that was too much, and he was wrong.
However, Mu Zi was wearing the necklace he gave, and he could locate her at any time, so Murong Cheng checked the positioning system and found that it was really her.
He was a little bit worried, not sure if Mu Zi saw the scene of Xu Shihan's uproar, decided to turn back and see the little thing's reaction.
...Even if she didn't have a misunderstanding, it would be fun to startle her.
As a result, she saw Mu Zi chatting with her classmates in high spirits. Her smile was as bright as the sun, which deeply hurt his eyes.
He and Xu Shihan only get along for three or five days, and Xu Shihan can cry for him.
And he was kind to Mu Zi. Not only did he not feel sad, but he could laugh like this... so joy from the heart...
Murong Cheng thought: She has no conscience.
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