Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"Sister, I don't want to die."

"If I can't match the right heart this time, I won't wait for a long time, I will die." 30-year-old Mu Qiu, even if she has given birth to a child, she is still young and beautiful, like a splendid girl.

These words spit out from her mouth, making her look fragile and weak.

Standing next to Mu Qiu's hospital bed was a tall and enchanting woman. If Mu Qiu is an elegant and calm Saying lily, then this woman is a real flower of wealth in the world, with star-like eyes and charming eyes, but she is graceful and wealthy when she stands quietly.

Song Ci looked at Mu Qiu, who was two years younger than him, and thought that this innocent and lovely sister was about to die, Song Ci felt compassion in his heart.

"Autumn, don't be discouraged, we will definitely be able to find a suitable heart source." Song Ci's comfort seemed weak. Mu Qiu is a rare panda blood, and there is very little chance of finding a suitable heart source in a short time.

Mu Qiu didn't respond to Song Ci's comfort, but stared at Song Ci's beautiful cheeks that had kept her jealous for many years.

Song Ci is the adopted daughter of the Mu family. She is two years older than Mu Qiu.

When she was fourteen years old, an earthquake robbed Song Ci's parents, and her sister Song Fei fell into a coma due to serious injuries and became a vegetable.

Fortunately, Mu Qiu's father, Mu Mian, was a volunteer at the earthquake site. He was soft-hearted, so he adopted Song Ci as his daughter and paid for Song Fei's medical expenses. Over the years, the Mu family protected Song Ci from wind and rain, and carefully cultivated her. The Ping Ting girl finally grew up into a flower of wealth.

Unfortunately, 10 years ago, there was a fire in the nursing home, and Song Ci's sister Song Fei was buried in the fire.

Having lived in Mu's house for so many years, Mu Mian and his wife regard Song Ci as their own, and Song Ci also has a copy of what Mu Qiu has. The Mu family has nurtured Song Ci, which Song Ci cannot repay for the rest of his life.

Song Ci thought about how to comfort Mu Qiu when he thought about how to comfort Mu Qiu, but there was an inexplicable laughter in the ward. Hearing the sound, Song Ci looked at Mu Qiu who was laughing in surprise.

What is she laughing at?

Mu Qiu's laughter was short. She put away her smile and looked down and said, "Is it a suitable heart? There is indeed one."

Song Ci was pleasantly surprised, and her voice became excited, "I really found it?" Once he grasped Mu Qiu's hand, Song Ci asked her, "Where did I find it? When can I have surgery?"

Mu Qiu pulled his right hand out of Song Ci's palm, and she gently pressed her fingertips on Song Ci's chest.

Song Ci looked down at Mu Qiu's beautiful hand, like a jade, thin and long, it looked like a pampered hand. "What's wrong?" She asked Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu raised his head to stare at Song Ci, with a weird smile on his lips.

Looking at the weird smile on Mu Qiu's face, Song Ci's heart burst, and the pair of open lips slowly closed, pressed tightly, looking serious. "Qiu'er..." Song Ci's throat tightened and her voice became dry, "What do you want to say?"

The weird smile on Mu Qiu's mouth widened, "Sister, where do you think that heart is?" During the questioning, Mu Qiu's gaze floated to Song Ci's chest.

Under that proud chest, a lively and vital heart beats with a surging rhythm.

Noting Mu Qiu's sly eyes, Song Ci suddenly understood what Mu Qiu meant. She and Song Fei are both panda blood! Does Mu Qiu want her heart?

This conjecture made the blood on Song Ci's face fade in an instant.

"Sister, you give me your heart, okay?" Mu Qiu's voice was still pleasant to the ear, but it fell in Song Ci's ears, making her creepy.

The slender jade hands that Mu Qiu placed on Song Porcelain's chest at the moment looked like five cold and slippery poisonous snakes, and Song Porcelain's limbs were icy cold.

Song Ci abruptly knocked off the hand on her chest, and she took two steps back in a panic. Standing at the end of the bed, Song Ci stared at Mu Qiu in disbelief, as if looking at a stranger.

Years have given priority to Mu Qiu, she is still beautiful and elegant, like an elegant lily. Even if she just asked for a healthy heart from a living person, she still looked like an angel, clean and innocent.

This is a devil!

Song Ci was shocked by this look of Mu Qiu.

"You want my heart?" Song Ci asked Mu Qiu with a trembling voice: "I gave you my heart, and I will die, don't you know! Mu Qiu, how can you be so selfish?"

Hearing Song Ci's condemnation, Mu Qiu's eyes were surprised. She watched Song Ci for several seconds, and said naturally: "You are the raised person of my Mu family, shouldn't you give me your heart?"

Song Ci was dumbfounded.

She was about to refute, and heard Mu Qiu say: "Why do you think my dad adopts you? Really think my dad is a philanthropist and wants to do good?" Mu Qiu's smile was still bright and innocent, and she said: "Your sister, but It’s the heart donor my father raised for me!"

Song Ci's ears kept humming.

She doesn't believe this is true!

"It's impossible!" Song Ci thought that Mu Qiu was lying to her. She wanted to deny it, but there was a voice in her heart telling her:

This is real!

This is all true!

Seeing that Song Ci was about to die and still couldn't see the facts, Mu Qiu finally had a different emotion on his face, it was compassion.

"You never knew, did you?" Mu Qiu looked at Song Ci as if looking at a poor little bug. "Sister, this heart beating in my body now..." Appreciating Song Ci's increasingly shocked expression, Mu Qiu said softly the last half of the sentence: "It's Song Fei's."

Song Ci's eyes suddenly widened!

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