That confident tone, it’s as if it’s impossible that she won’t marry him . Can this man still be even more overbearing? Muyan grits her teeth, “The one I like is Xiao Bao’s biological father . Except for him, I won’t marry anyone . Just give up on this idea!” In any case, she has already raised this “Xiao Bao’s biological father” tiger flag, she doesn’t mind using it again, a little more thoroughly . Sure enough, Di Ming Jue’s eyes deepens after hearing those words . The air in the room seems to have completely sunk into a gloom . If seeing Muyan be in the same room with those half-naked wild men could make Di Ming Jue burn with pure jealousy- Every time that person is mentioned, “Xiao Bao’s real father”, it’s as if his heart is being ruthlessly slashed . He couldn’t breath from the pain . That’s because Di Ming Jue knows, those ** men, no matter how close they are to Muyan, they haven’t entered her heart . As Muyan said, those men are merely pieces of art in her eyes . However, Xiao Bao’s father had genuinely been involved in Muyan’s life . They even have a crystallization of that life . Simply looking at how Muyan loves Xiao Bao, he can imagine how much she loves Xiao Bao’s father . How sweet was the past that those two had? And that past is something that he can never share . At this thought, Di Ming Jue could feel a suffocating pain . He detests himself, why didn’t he seek for the prophesied Woman of Destiny much earlier?
If he found Muyan five years earlier, he could have completely possessed this woman . Wouldn’t he be the only one in Muyan’s life? The man’s departing back appears indescribably lonely and desolate . It makes Muyan’s heart feel a sense of pity .
However, the moment she comes back to her senses, those specks of pity completely change into rage . Scoundrel, Di Ming Jue! He’s actually really locking her up! === The sky has already sank into darkness .
Junji Medical Center, there’s still a dim light in Muyan’s room . “Little Master, do you want me to keep you company as you sleep?” Feng Haitang looks at the little boy’s cold, jade-carved face before her, and she can’t help but open her mouth to ask . Xiao Bao shakes his head, the handsome little face is as expressionless as before, “You go back to rest . ” Feng Haitang nods, but she still can’t help but glance at him in concern . Ever since she started following her lady, Feng Haitang’s daily task had been to take care of Muyan and Xiao Bao’s diet and schedule . She herself has a cold temperament, and she’s not good with words . However, her heart’s admiration and gratitude towards Muyan grows with each passing day . After following by Muyan’s side, she’s come to know how superb are the medical skills of this girl, who’s even younger than her .
Yan Haotian’s injuries back then, without Muyan’s treatment-
Maybe now, don’t even say anything about recovering his past cultivation, even surviving would have been extremely difficult . And at this time, the Ink Camp’s people are fighting for the special draughts, perhaps with all their might . However, Muyan isn’t stingy towards her, Yan Haotian, and Ru Yan’s group – not even a little bit . Those specials draughts that people break their heads fighting over outside, to them, it’s like candy that they can eat casually . Feng Haitang is brimming with gratitude towards Muyan, so she’s even more diligent in looking after the Little Master . And you can say that this Little Master before her eyes is the most refined, most remarkable, and most sensible child under the sun . Other four-year-old children may be vexed and throw a tantrum as they roll about . But he is already so thoughtful that it makes people feel distressed . His hard work and conscientiousness in his daily cultivation is making her, an adult, feel ashamed of being inferior . But because of this, Feng Haitang can’t say how sorry she feels for this child .Please download our sponsor's game to support us!
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