1584: C1584 The Wicked Taste of the Venerable One

C1584 The Wicked Taste of the Venerable One

Ever since Mu Qingya was locked in the bedroom by Mu Yuanhao, it had been the maid, mama Zhou, who served her food for the past two days.2

These patrolling bodyguards were naturally aware of this.

However, they had clearly just seen Mama Zhou leave with food. Why did she suddenly turn back?

Mother Zhou held the plate in one hand and pinched an orchid finger with the other. She coughed a few times and laughed like a flower.

"Miss, she thinks the food is cold, so I heated it up a little bit for her."

The four bodyguards looked at each other, as if they had just met Mrs. Zhou for the first time. They looked at her like she was pretending. As she pinched her orchid fingers, she felt a chill on her body. She almost threw up the meal the other night and asked with a look of disgust:

"I say, mama Zhou, are you alright? Why did your voice change so much?"

Mama Zhou's face stiffened, and she coughed a few more times. "Don't I catch a cold? I won't tell you anymore. Besides, the food is cold again. Hurry up and open the door. "

The four bodyguards looked at each other. Although the Mu Family was currently controlled by Mu Yuanhao and his son, Second Lady and Mu Qingya had become prisoners.

But Mu Qingya was the third young lady of the Mu Family after all. Although there were conflicts between siblings, how could they really fall out?

If they offended Second Lady Mu just like that... These four people would not be able to stay in Mu Family anymore. After thinking about this clearly, the four of them could not say anything more. They quickly opened the tightly locked door and used the key to open it.

The maid, mama Zhou, carried a plate and twisted her thick waist. She once again entered the bedroom where Mu Qingya was imprisoned.

"Didn't I say that I won't eat? Why are you here again!" Seeing that Mama Zhou had returned, Mu Qingya, who was on the bed, became even more agitated and berated coldly.

When she saw Second Lady Mu, who had once enjoyed an endless amount of glory, end up in such a miserable state, a guilty and self-blame expression involuntarily surfaced on this' Mama Zhou's' face. She said apologetically,

"Qing Ya, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"You... you are!? Meng Ran!?" Mu Qingya, who was too lazy to even look at Mama Zhou, heard this voice and immediately raised her head, staring at Mama Zhou.

Mama Zhou smiled and held the plate with one hand and pointed at the sky with the other. An invisible magic strength shot out from her fingertip and turned into an inverted golden alms bowl, isolating the entire bedroom from the outside world. Not a single sound could be heard.

After pointing at the bowl, a bright glow appeared on 'Mama Zhou's' body. She then transformed into an Ordinary Boy wearing a light blue denim shirt. If it wasn't Meng Ran, who could it be?

"Meng Ran..."

The tears that had just stopped flowing in Mu Qingya's eyes burst out on the spot. She jumped off the bed as if she was throwing herself into her arms and threw herself into the embrace that she had been thinking about day and night.

Meng Ran had a helpless expression on his face. With one hand holding the plate and the other lightly hugging Mu Qingya's shoulder a few times, he said softly,

"There are some things to take care of in Jiangnan, so we were delayed for a few days. I thought that with your status in Mu Family, Mu Yuanhao wouldn't dare to touch you. It seems that I underestimated him. I'm sorry for making you suffer."

Mu Qingya stuck her head close to Meng Ran's chest. Her tears had wet the chest of his denim shirt. It was as if she wanted to cry until she felt wronged in her heart. No matter what she said, she refused to leave this embrace.

Meng Ran silently sighed and pretended to be relaxed as he teased. "My Miss Mu, you haven't eaten for two days. You should eat first before you have the strength to cry, right?"

Being teased by Meng Ran like this, Mu Qingya broke her tears into a smile. She pouted and lightly pounded Meng Ran's chest, but she was reluctant to use any strength.

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