Chapter 842
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Zhao Tianan hesitated for a while, but finally decided to help Mu Hin.
After all, Mu Hin was injured because of Zhao Ping 'er.
Moreover, Ma Xiaofeng should be angry right now. Ma Xiaofeng might not be able to listen to what he said. It was better to wait for Ma Xiaofeng's anger to subside before he explained to her.
Mu Hin saw the disappointment in Zhao Tianan's eyes and Ma Xiaofeng's reaction. She knew that the two of them were like a couple who had quarreled.
After realizing that Zhao Tianan liked Ma Xiaofeng, Mu Hin felt a little disappointed.
She didn't know why she felt like this.
"Why don't you not send me home? Do you want to explain?" Mu Hin asked cautiously.
Zhao Tianan glanced at Mu Hin and smiled bitterly. "It's okay. I'll send you home first."
Mu Hin sighed slightly and replied, "Okay then …"
Because Zhao Tianan helped her, Ma Xiaofeng misunderstood. Mu Hin felt a little guilty. She didn't want Zhao Tianan to be upset because of her mood.
Zhao Tianan insisted on not explaining to Ma Xiaofeng. As an outsider, she didn't want to say anything.
"Let's go!" Zhao Tianan said. When he sent Mu Hin home, he was deep in thought. No one knew what he was thinking.
Seeing Zhao Tianan like this, Mu Hin felt very uncomfortable and didn't know what to say to comfort him.
When they arrived at Family Zhu's courtyard, Mu Hin said to Zhao Tianan gratefully, "Thank you for sending me home."
The young girl's voice was pleasing to the ear, like a clear spring flowing through one's heart, making one feel very comfortable.
Zhao Tianan raised his head and looked at Mu Hin's delicate face. "You're welcome."
She then turned around nervously and said, "I … I'm leaving now."
"Mm." Mu Hin responded with a smile.
Seeing Zhao Tianan's back as he hurriedly fled, a trace of melancholy crossed his heart.
She stared blankly for a while, then turned around and prepared to return to Mu Lan's room.
After she left, Mu Lan went to Zhao Yun'er's house. At this time, she was not at the Family Room.
As soon as she turned around, she saw a figure suddenly appear in front of her, sticking very close to her from behind.
Mu Hin took a step back in fear.
The person who stuck close to her and looked at her cheekily was Zhu Sanlu.
A look of disgust flashed across Mu Hin's eyes. He felt like vomiting when he saw Zhu Sanlu.
Why was this man standing behind her for no reason?
It was fine if Mu Hin did not step back, but because her leg was injured, she could not stand steadily and almost fell down again.
"Ah!" Mu Hin screamed. Zhu Sanlu hurriedly pulled Mu Hin, and Mu Hin steadied herself.
"Hehe, Sister Mu Hin, are you okay? Be careful, don't be too anxious! Don't you think so? "
As Zhu Sanlu spoke, he deliberately reached out his other hand and touched the back of Mu Hin's hand. He smiled wretchedly and said, "Ah, Sister Mu Hin, your hand is so soft, smooth, and tender!"
Mu Hin frowned deeper and hurriedly tried to withdraw her hand.
But Zhu Sanlu's strength was stronger than hers. Mu Hin could not pull her hand out of Zhu Sanlu's hand.
"You … You let go of me!" Mu Hin bit her lower lip and said to Zhu Sanlu angrily.
There was a look of grievance and disgust between her eyebrows.
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