Chapter 291 Qingqing! Qingqing Wake Up!

Mu Wanqing almost fell asleep in the car.

It was Yanjun's sudden stop that made her heart beat suddenly, and she woke up instantly.

"Yanjun, are you crazy?" The girl stroked her chest.

She looked at the person in the driver's seat with dissatisfaction, then opened the door and got out of the car angrily, and took the key back.

Yan Jun curled his lips and slid his hands into his pockets, "You sleep like a pig. Can I wake you up if I don't scare you?"

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Her eyes widened, as if she wanted to eat Yanjun alive, "Yanjun, your uncle!"

After scolding him, he felt much better.

Mu Wanqing turned around and returned to the rose garden, shaking her head very cleanly, leaving only a proud back.

Yan Jun shrugged, "Young Master Di has raised a little wild cat, and he has a bad temper..."

He whistled, turned around and walked away.

Butler Pan was surprised as to why Mu Wanqing came back from the class reunion so quickly.

But seeing that she was not in a good mood, he didn't ask any more questions.

After Mu Wanqing returned to the bedroom, she took a hot bath and got into bed, sleeping to kill the boring time.

Ye Yuchen is not here...

She suddenly discovered that when she was alone in the rose garden, she felt a little lonely, helpless, and extremely insecure.

"Qingqing is lovesick!" the little angel gloated.

But Mu Wanqing had no intention of joking with him now, so she just lowered her eyes and looked at the angel's eyes without saying anything.

Lovesick...

Is it just lovesickness?

She returned to Ancheng regardless of everything. Her stepmother resented her, her sister abandoned her, her father was ill, and her best friend was no longer with her, but she was still willing to give up treatment and come back.

In Anseong, she was isolated and helpless.

Except for Ye Yuchen, there seems to be nothing left for Mu Wanqing's identity...

"Qingqing, don't be sad..." The little angel seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, "You still have me!"

He tried to keep his tone as cheerful as possible, wanting to liven up the atmosphere, but also didn't want to see Mu Wanqing so sad.

Hearing this, Mu Wan Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, and suddenly wanted to go back to the time before she was diagnosed with a heart disease...

Mu Chenghui still loved her as a precious daughter. She was still singing heartily and carefree on the stage. At that time, everything was the best.

"Oh, it's so annoying!" Mu Wanqing sniffed, she hated her pretentious self the most, "Sleep, sleep!"

When you fall asleep, you don't think about anything.

As soon as the words fell, Mu Wanqing closed her eyes and tried hard to fall asleep, hoping to kill everything with sleep.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, she fell into a drowsy state and soon fell asleep. She slept very deeply, and her whole body seemed to be falling into the deep valley...

Darkness, endless darkness.

The girl stood in the illusion of void, stretched out her five slender white fingers, and searched forward, but her palms were swallowed up by the darkness, and the outline could hardly be seen clearly.

There was a faint blue fire all around. The breeze blew through the sand and dust on the ground, rolling up small black vortexes. The candlelight also swayed twice, and the atmosphere was very strange.

The girl tried to take a small step forward. She fell deeper and deeper into the darkness. The forks in all directions made it difficult for her to discern the direction. The vine suddenly stretched out its claws towards her, twisting her tightly and tightening it hard. …

"Qingqing! Qingqing, wake up!" The little angel panicked.