Chapter 918 Should She Leave Ye Yuchen 1

After Mu Wanqing left the rose garden, she ran a few steps and squatted down next to a nearby bush.

She clutched the skirt of her chest tightly, feeling severe pain in her chest. Fortunately, she escaped early, otherwise Butler Pan might have noticed...

"Qingqing, don't you believe Ye Yuchen?"

The angel's eyes danced gently, as if it wanted to see what was going on in the rose garden, always paying attention to the gossip.

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing clenched her clothes tighter...

Of course she believed in Ye Yuchen, and she also believed that there must be something wrong with the engagement, and it was not worth her misunderstanding.

Even if the engagement between him and Gong Qianyue is true, Ye Yuchen will not abandon her because of this, but...

"Don't talk nonsense, my heart hurts."

Mu Wanqing pursed her lips tightly, raised her hand to hold the opal necklace in front of her neck, "Help me teleport into the space."

little angel:"……"

Ye Yuchen and Butler Pan probably both thought she was jealous, so they ran away from home in anger, but they didn't expect this was the reason!

Although it has no choice but to obey the instructions.

Mu Wanqing felt her eyes go dark, and then she touched a soft big bed and sank into it...

"Qingqing, hurry up and take some medicine to relieve yourself!"

Mu Wanqing raised her eyelids. She gradually separated herself from the dizzy state. She slowly propped up her body and took out the medicine bottle from her coat.

Two nitroglycerin tablets were swallowed dryly.

She lay on her side on the bed, closing her eyes as if she was relieving the strong discomfort in her body, her breathing gradually became steady, and her voice was very soft...

"Qingqing...are you okay?"

The little angel spoke tentatively, caring about her a little worriedly, "I'll help you find the archangel."

Mu Wanqing pursed her lips lightly and responded, "Yeah."

When the last note fell, she ignored the little angel and just lay on the bed without any intention of getting up.

The bedroom was so quiet that she could only hear her breathing. She had never slept in this bed before. It was so cold that it seemed like it could send warmth into her bones. One glance made her heart cool down...

After a long time, she finally said, "Little angel."

The angel's eyes emitted orange light, and it jumped twice lightly, waiting for her words.

"Tell me, is that paper marriage certificate true?" Mu Wanqing's tone was very soft, and no emotion could be heard.

The little angel was a little hesitant. It had indeed checked the handwriting of the signature just now, "I don't know whether the marriage certificate is authentic, but the signature is indeed genuine..."

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's heart became colder.

She is not Mu Chenghui's biological daughter, and now she is not Ye Yuchen's fiancée... Then who is she?

The more she thought about it, the more pain she felt in Mu Wanqing's chest. She frowned tightly and her face turned frighteningly pale...

"Qingqing, calm down! Although the signature is authentic, the marriage certificate may be forged, or there may be other problems in it..."

The little angel was so anxious that he said, "Don't risk yourself!"

Mu Wanqing's hand grasped the hem of her clothes, and the joints were even a little white. It was obvious that she was in extreme pain and wanted to use force to divert this almost unbearable pain...

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

She stood up suddenly, coughed violently a few times, and then quickly raised her hand to cover her lips, feeling a fishy sweetness in her throat.

Mu Wanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and two lines of clear tears suddenly slid down her cheeks and dripped on the bed.