The scar on his face fell, and Cheng Mi did not go back to school, but went home first.

I asked Mu Zhihan for another piece.

As soon as I walked into the Mu family's door, I realized that something was wrong. Everyone seemed to be careful, afraid that anyone would be unhappy.

Even though Cheng Mi was in a bad mood, she noticed something strange.

The servants seemed to see her savior, and they greeted her with hope.

Cheng Mi frowned slightly and walked into the hall. When she saw the man with a gloomy face sitting on the sofa, she immediately understood.

If it were the case before, she would have been so scared that her legs were trembling and she turned her head and ran away.

However, today I was in a bad mood, I just felt irritable and wanted to stay away from me.

She walked over, her tone was a little low, "The scar on my face has fallen. Are you new?"

Mu Zhihan raised his head and his face suddenly became terrifying.

The city was just now covered by dark clouds, but now the storm is coming, and a layer of frost is stained with slowly narrowing eyes.

“Where did you go today.”

Cheng Mi was irritated for no reason. She was really annoyed now and didn't want to deal with his moody temper.

“In school.”

After saying that, Mu Zhihan's anger became a little heavier, so that the temperature in the air dropped.

"School? Who are you with?"

"Lan Yan, Du Jinyue."

"How did the scars on the face fall off?"

"I accidentally rubbed it off when I was washing my face." She was a little impatient, "You asked so much..."

Before he could finish his words, Mu Zhihan had already stood up, his gloomy and terrifying face, as if a beast about to turn wild, scared Cheng Mi's face to change.

She took a step back instinctively and looked at him with horror, "You...what do you want to do."

Mu Zhihan's face had returned to calm, but under such calmness, it made people feel numb and nervous.

"Why, I'm busy having a tryst with my lover and don't have time to care about my gossip news?"

Cheng Mi was confused by his words, so suddenly she thought of something, took out her cell phone and glanced at the forum.

The hot searches between her and Shen Suifeng have already built 100,000 buildings, and the photos are very clear. Some of her hugged Shen Suifeng tightly, and some of Shen Suifeng picked her up and walked away from the company.

His face changed slightly, "This...is not what you thought."

"Where am I thinking? Huh?"

Cheng Mi took a step back in fear, and this reaction even hurt Mu Zhihan's eyes. He smiled coldly, "What? I'm afraid of me? I hugged Shen Suifeng and kissed me, but he was as evasive as a snake or a scorpion to me? Hum?"

He stepped forward step by step, Cheng Mi was forced to step back step by step, and her legs hit the sofa behind her, and she staggered and fell on the sofa.

He was condescending, and his sense of oppression was even heavier, like a mountain pressing on her head, which was daunting.

"I...I just..."

The guilty reaction was like a sharp knife, which hurt Mu Zhihan's eyes and also hurt his heart.

His face became colder and colder, like a beast full of holes, pretending to be fierce and evil with its already scarred but still sharp claws to protect the bloody heart.

He is the prince, he is Mu Zhihan, he has his own pride, and even if he loses, he will never let his embarrassment be placed in front of others.

His face was gloomy and terrifying, half self-deprecating and half sarcastic, "Cheng Mi, are you so naughty?! Without Wu Zhichen, go find a substitute to find comfort? Are all men in the world dead? Do you have to be obsessed with a waste!"
Chapter completed!