Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême - Chapitre 282
Murong stood up; she didn't want to hear the rumors.
Seeing this, Aunt Yun quickly reiterated, "...Perhaps...I misheard..."
Murong ran outside before she could finish speaking.
...
She headed straight for the alleyway, which was quiet and desolate with few inhabitants.
Zi Mo came over carrying steamed buns, and Murong finally felt relieved: how could her Xiao Yi be in trouble? That brat must be lying to her.
"Fourth Young Master."
Zi Mo looked up and said with a smile, "Aunt Fifteen is here."
"Come and see." Zi Mo walked past her as if he hadn't seen her at all.
"Fourth Young Master."
Zi Mo ignored him; his initial smile seemed like an illusion to Murong.
Murong's heart tightened, and she followed Zi Mo inside: the messy furnishings and a few scattered books were in Zi Yi's style, but they were covered in dust.
Murong rushed in.
Zi Mo acted as if he couldn't see anything, walked into the kitchen, and started preparing lunch.
"Xiao Yi! Xiao Yi! Where is Shen Ziming, Xiao Yi!" Murong burst in.
Zi Mo quietly cleared away the dishes.
"Where's Xiao Yi!" Murong clung to the door, looking at Zi Mo expectantly.
Zi Mo did not answer, but focused on his work.
"Zi Mo..." Murong Huan's voice was very soft.
Zi Mo prepared the bowls and chopsticks, picked up his things, and left.
Murong followed him, her face pale: Xiao Yi is in trouble. Where is Xiao Yi? It's all her fault. She shouldn't have been angry with her.
Zi Mo went into Shi Yi's room, put the things away, one set untouched, the other for himself.
Looking at Zi Mo like this, Murong suddenly went berserk: "No! No! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Xiao Yi promised to walk behind her, Xiao Yi promised to have children, Xiao Yi was waiting for her to comfort her, she hadn't even comforted her precious baby yet, how could something happen to her...
"No!" Murong ran out.
Zi Mo didn't move, quietly eating her meal...
Murong ran into an inn, her eyes glazed over and her face desolate.
The shopkeeper immediately came forward and said, "Madam!"
"What about them?"
The shopkeeper pointed upstairs.
Murong pushed open the door, and the man in the middle turned around, looking at the newcomer in surprise, forgetting to speak.
"Where's Xiao Yi?!" Give Xiao Yi back to her!
"Xiao Yi?" The man seemed not to understand: "Is it Shen Ziyi, Minister Shen?"
"Where's Xiao Yi!" No need to play dumb.
"have no idea."
"Impossible! Xiao Yi's disappearance can't possibly be unrelated to you!"
The man frowned and said, "Rong'er, watch your attitude."
"Give Xiao Yi back to me!" If the child is disobedient, she will teach him herself; she doesn't need outsiders to interfere!
"Aunt Rong..." a female voice rang out.
Murong retorted, "Shut up! Give Xiao Yi back to me!"
The man shook his head and laughed, "I didn't expect that the rumored Shen Ziyi is your son. Didn't you say you had a daughter back then?"
"Give me back Xiao Yi!"
"Dead!"
"Don't lie to me!" Murong Qi said to Mu Feng, "Hand her over!"
Mu Feng turned around and gestured for the woman to leave. The woman stood up and obediently took her leave.
If her daughter Xiaoyi were here, you could talk until you were hoarse, but she wouldn't listen to you: "Where's my daughter?!"
Mu Feng looked at her solemnly: "We have received reliable information that the person is indeed dead. He was poisoned and his bones were shattered when he died."
"Impossible...impossible..." Mu Feng supported her: "Little sister, think positively."
“Xiao Yi will be fine…” Mu Feng held her down, afraid that she might do something rash: “We didn’t do it, we heard it was an internal conflict.”
"You dare... say you have... absolutely no responsibility!"
Mu Feng did not answer. He did bear some responsibility; they had created the opportunity for the Fu Ji Zhe, and he hadn't expected it to go so smoothly.