The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Seeing him, Lan Paner grabbed her clothes and bit her lip.

If he hadn't arrived in time, she wouldn't know what she was like now.

"Go. The water is ready." Mu Mengxian reached out to her.

Lan Pan'er looked at the hand, she walked past him with her head down, and entered the bathroom.

She soaked in the water and kept scrubbing.

Rubbing red all over, she got up to shower again.

She washed inside for more than forty minutes. If Mu Mengxian hadn't knocked on the door, she might not have come out.

After coming out, Mu Mengxian leaned against the door, as if she would break in if she didn't come out.

Lan Paner was embarrassed to face Mu Mengxian.

Mu Mengxian didn't say much, "Come here and blow your hair."

Lan Paner is now an eggplant beaten by frost, wilted.

She sat obediently on the chair, and Mu Mengxian finished blowing her hair, put it away, then leaned against the dressing table and looked at her, "Is there anything you want to say?"

"How did you come?" She was thinking of him at that time, but she didn't expect him to come.

Mu Mengxian frowned, "Didn't you call me?"

Lan Pan'er was startled, she went to get her phone, opened the call log, and saw that the top name was him.

Didn't she call Feng Meixi? How could it hit him?

It must be his and Feng Meixi's names together, she accidentally pressed the wrong name.

Mu Mengxian narrowed his eyes, "So, you didn't want to call me when you appeared in danger, did you?"

Lan Pan'er felt very guilty under his gaze.

She lowered her head and pinched her fingers.

She really didn't want to call him, she didn't want to bother him.

I don't want him to see her so embarrassed and unbearable.

"Oh, Lan Pan'er, please tell me, what exactly is I in your mind?" Mu Mengxian was really about to explode.

How could this woman not learn?

If he hadn't received her call today, heard those conversations, and her exclamations, what would she be like now?

He couldn't imagine.

But he was sure that he would kill Qiu Siyuan.

"Brother..." Lan Pan'er said in a low voice, "Don't kill me anymore, I know I'm wrong."

Her soft voice instantly softened Mu Mengxian's stiff heart.

Mu Mengxian's temper came and went quickly in front of her.

He patted the bed, "Go up."

Lan Pan'er got into bed, covered the quilt, and leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes watery.

In fact, she is really scared now.

If he didn't come, even if Feng Meixi came, she might not be able to escape that terrifying place.

"Brother, thank you." Lan Pan'er grabbed the quilt, her voice a bit hard.

"What's the matter with you and Qiu Siyuan? Why are you still entangled?" Mu Mengxian sat next to him, trying to be as gentle as possible, so as not to scare her.

Lan Pan'er looked down at her fingers, "I was afraid that he would commit suicide again, so I pretended that I didn't break up with him."

"A man who kills himself at every turn is like a nasty mosquito, it stares at your blood, you wave it away, or let it stay, and it will never stop."

Mu Mengxian held her face and stared at her seriously, "Pan'er, do you understand what I mean?"

Lan Pan'er was forced to stare into his eyes, and saw deep worry and unease in his eyes.

At this moment, she understood what he wanted to express in his eyes.

He was just afraid that she would still be obsessed, and he would never forget Qiu Siyuan.