A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1434 Jealousy and Mental Illness Are Hereditary

The person nicknamed "Master Cheng" replied almost immediately: He is not worthy of you!

Zhuang Shiyuan's eyes were instantly stung, and he calmed down. Almost at the same time, a reply appeared below.

Who is that guy? He has a pointed face and looks very strong. Don’t tell me he is your man!

Men can't do that! Don't give up on yourself. Even though you've gained weight, you're not going to settle for something like that.

Xiongzhuang, what's wrong with you?

Oh my god! Who is that guy?! There’s no such thing as the ugliest, only uglier!

The most handsome (ugly) man in the world, I kneel down!

……

Zhuang Shiyuan's phone clattered to the ground, and he suddenly burst out laughing. So, in the eyes of outsiders, he was like this, completely unworthy of her. She was so vibrant and full of life, was she going to waste her life on a useless man like him?

Mu Xiaonv called out to Zhuang Shiyuan a few times, but seeing that he didn't respond, she had no choice but to give up her pose and run to him.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Mu Xiaonv pushed Zhuang Shiyuan's shoulder and asked.

"Huh? Don't want to play anymore? Then let's go back." Zhuang Shiyuan pushed the wheelchair and turned around.

Miss Mu frowned. Did she offend him again?

Mu Xiaonv picked up the phone on the ground and stuffed it into her pocket, then ran towards him. "Zhuang Shiyuan, what's wrong with you? Are you cold?"

Zhuang Shiyuan did not respond. He was in a very bad mood, a very bad mood!

He couldn't pretend nothing happened and respond to her with a smile. He couldn't forget the comments he had just heard from her friends and classmates!

Is that Li Cheng who replied instantly? He's been pestering her since freshman year. Have they been doing anything behind his back during the years he's been asleep? Li Cheng is actually in her friend circle! Why did she add him as a friend when she knew he had ulterior motives? Is the person who replied almost instantly glued to their phone all day? How much does someone care about her for someone to reply instantly?

Zhuang Shiyuan wanted to say "It's okay" to her calmly, but the opposite was true. His face became darker and darker, his face became more and more distorted, and his hands moved faster and faster as he pushed the wheelchair forward.

"Stone stairs..."

Mu Ning shouted loudly, but it was too late. Zhuang Shiyuan and his wheelchair fell directly to the ground.

"Bang-"

"Bang bang--" The sound of the wheelchair hitting the ground and steps made Mu Ning tremble with fear. She ran over shouting anxiously.

"Zhuang Shiyuan——"

Five steps, should she thank Bu Gao at this moment?

Mu Ning's heartbeat quickened. She ran downstairs in three or two steps, pushed the wheelchair aside, squatted on the ground and hugged Zhuang Shiyuan. "Zhuang Shiyuan, what are you doing? You're scaring me for no reason. I told you there were stairs... What's wrong with you?"

Mu Ning's eyes reddened, tears streaming down her face. He hadn't died in that disaster, and he'd finally regained consciousness, yet he wasted his life like this. What did he think this was? Was there any hope?

"Zhuang Shiyuan, where are you hurt? Is your leg okay? How about your hand? Why is there so much blood on your face? Where did you hit it?" Mu Ning asked with a sob, angry and panicked. She held his face and looked at him. He was such a precious young master. If something happened to him, how would she explain it to her?

"Are your eyes injured? Where did the blood come from? I'm asking you, did you hear me?" Mu Ning asked loudly and angrily. She was really crying. She was so scared.

When she pushed the wheelchair away, he lay on the ground in a mess, his head on the ground, his arms and legs curled up. The way he looked was very strange. After all, he had been in a car accident and had broken his leg before, so he had to make sure that this fall did not cause any harm.

He said nothing and just looked at her straight.

Mu Ning cried as she searched for tissues and gently wiped the blood off his face. Fortunately, it wasn't his eyes that were bruised, but his face. He was so thin that only his cheekbones were left, so when he landed, he rubbed against the ground, leaving some scars on his forehead. There was no doubt that these injuries could not be covered up. How would she explain this to the Third Master and the Third Mistress?

Bringing someone out to act crazy right after they wake up is terrible, now something bad has happened.

"Are you deliberately teasing me? Do you know how much responsibility I will bear if you get hurt?"

Mu Ning cried, gasping for air. They were having fun, but why did she suddenly go crazy? Was the Zhuang family's mental illness hereditary? The eldest daughter had been ill before, and now it was his turn.

It's really scary. There are stairs in front of him, but he just rushed down. Doesn't it hurt when he fell?

"Are you worried simply because of me, or because of the pressure from my family?" Zhuang Shiyuan finally responded, gently stroking her face.

Why are you crying? Are you crying because you feel sorry for him? Because you sympathize with him? Or is there something else?

Mu Ning's lips trembled, and she couldn't help crying for a moment. She looked at him and said, "Is there any difference? Do you know that you are causing trouble for me by doing this?"

"I see. You don't know why you haven't left, but I already understand."

It was probably because of the pressure from the banker, Zhuang Shiyuan smiled bitterly, knowing that he was just being too sentimental.

"What are you talking about?" Mu Ning pushed him. "Are there any other places that hurt? Is there any place on your body that hurts particularly? How about your hands or legs? Did you fall?"

"Do you really care?" Zhuang Shiyuan snorted coldly.

Mu Ning suddenly let go of him and sat on the ground, biting her lip. What's wrong with this guy again? She turned and glared at him, "I'm talking to you seriously, can you please answer me?"

Zhuang Shiyuan paused, then smiled again. He lay on the ground and asked, "You just said something was making you sad. Tell me about it?"

"..." Mu Ning looked at Zhuang Shiyuan's obviously evasive gaze and really couldn't understand this man. "What's wrong with you? You suddenly said you wanted to leave when everything was fine. Even if you were leaving, can't you see? This is a staircase, it needs to be higher. Do you still want to live?"

"Ning'er, do you really care about me?" Zhuang Shiyuan asked again with his eyes darkening.

"Please don't get sick now, okay?" The illness she was talking about was mental illness, which everyone in the Zhuang family might have. "Get up first."

"Why don't you answer?"

"Zhuang Shiyuan! Are you done yet? Is just one sentence so important? If I say I care about you but actually ignore you, does that count? I don't tell you all the time how good I am to you and how afraid I am that you will die suddenly one day. So I am not worried about you, right?" Mu Ning suddenly jumped up and yelled, and then she burst into tears again.

"They all thought you wouldn't wake up, but I always believed that you would. Everyone else was disappointed, but I was the only one who believed in you. I was actually afraid that you would really die in your sleep. You are my support. What would I do if you were gone? I worked so hard for you and took care of you, just hoping that you could wake up soon."

Mu Ning wiped away her tears and snot and said loudly, "So, please don't ask such questions again in the future, okay?"