Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

Mu Jiaren, who was standing at the corner of the stairs, clenched her little pink fists. It turned out that it was because they were desperate to save their father that they committed suicide by jumping off the building...

There were unbearable tears in her eyes, but she couldn't shed them no matter what, her family was ruined and she was penniless, she didn't have the capital to continue acting coquettishly...

Brother Jin, will he abandon her?
Will he help her?
……

In the middle of the night, Mu Jiaren was awakened by a nightmare, and opened her eyes. In the dark room, there was only a silvery moonlight shining through the window. The curtains danced gently in the night wind, and a figure stood by the window.

"Who?"

She was terrified, but she heard a familiar low and cold voice from a distance, "It's me."

Brother Jin?
Sikong Jin held a cigarette between his fingertips, and the sparks flickered in the darkness. He took a deep breath and exhaled thick smoke until the smell of tobacco filled the whole room, before he asked softly, "Mu Jiaren, do you know what is happening now?" What do you need most?"

"what?"

"It's money." Si Kongjin snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, turned around and walked towards her. His figure was well-proportioned and slender. Even if the light was dim and his face could not be seen, he could still feel his handsomeness from his figure.

"Mu Jiaren, your mother suffers from acute heart disease and urgently needs a replacement heart with the same blood type, but the current situation is that not only can't find it in Quancheng, but even in hospitals all over the world, there is no one that can match your heart. Mother matched."

It may be that the darkness brought back the dark side in Sikong Jin's heart. He viciously cut apart all the truth and showed it naked in front of the girl, wanting to see what kind of reaction she would have.

Mu Jiaren was half lying on the big bed, and the white satin pajamas she was wearing had a faint silver glow under the moonlight. Her face was very calm, like a well-behaved and beautiful porcelain doll.

This beautiful silhouette made Sikong Jin's heart shrink so hard that he was a little reluctant to look away.

But then, what the girl said completely crushed the flutter in his heart, "You will help me, right? Brother Jin."

The corner of Sikong Jin's mouth curled up into a mocking sneer, looking at the slightly upturned little face full of dependence, a trace of cruelty wanted to be tortured in his heart.

He stretched out two fingers, pinched the girl's pointed chin, and approached with a handsome face, "Mu Jiaren, do you know what I hate most about you? I hate your self-righteousness the most! Why do you... think I will help you?!"

"Brother Jin..." In the darkness, her voice was weak, like a dying kitten.

"Don't call me!!"

Si Kongjin suddenly let out a low growl, threw her away, then turned around, and strode towards the door.

When his long legs reached the threshold, he stopped suddenly, turned his face sideways, and said in a cold and unfeeling voice, "Come with me to a party this weekend, there are many high-ranking and powerful people there, if you want to save your mother, I will take you out." The ability to seduce a man!"

"boom"

The door closed heavily.

There was still that suffocating coldness in the room. If it was normal, Mu Jiaren would definitely cry out of anger at Sikong Jin's unfeeling words, but for some reason, her mood is surprisingly calm now.

It seems that I have accepted my fate, it seems that my heart has died...

In an instant, Mu Jiaren woke up from the beautiful dream that she had carefully woven for ten years——

It is impossible for Sikong Jin to help her, otherwise he would not have watched his father jump off the building and die.

"If you want to save your mother, use your ability to seduce men!"

Thinking of her mother's illness, her heart, which was as still as still water, suddenly began to throb. She had held back her tears for a whole day, but finally couldn't hold back, and flowed out frantically. Mu Jiaren grabbed the front of her chest and covered it with one hand. Mouth, don't let yourself cry out.

But the harder you try to restrain yourself, the more you cannot restrain yourself.