Pampered By Mr President! Chapter 778 - I Dream of Mu Xingyu..

Chapter 778: Chapter 778: I Dream of Mu Xingyu..

Translator: 549690339

Sitting on the sofa behind him, Jing Yang took a deep breath of the cigarette between his fingers and exhaled a puff of smoke. In a low voice, he said, “The plan for Tomorrow is all prepared. Will that Yue Yiru work or not?”
Nameless did not turn around and said calmly, “As long as she wants to marry Shi Beiyu, it’s fine.”
“Ha… This woman is also a lunatic. What’s so good about Shi Beiyu! Each and every one of them pounced on him like idiots!”
“If she doesn’t pounce, how will she help us?”
Jing Yang sneered. “If she knows that your goal isn’t just Mu Siyin, but Shi Beiyu, I wonder if she’ll still help us?”!!
Nameless snorted. “She won’t know!”
The church where Shi Beiyu and Mu Siyin’s wedding was held had a long history. It was a national building that was heavily protected in China. If an ordinary noble wanted to hold a wedding there, they would have to apply to the higher-ups.
On the day of Shi Beiyu’s wedding, there were only a limited number of people attending the ceremony. It was impossible for their people to sneak in.
Moreover, the church was heavily guarded. Shi Beiyu was an extremely cautious person. If he wanted to sneak in without anyone noticing, the only way was to get a pass approved by the higher-ups.
However, it was very troublesome to get a pass. Moreover, they had to use their real names. It was not easy to expose their identities, so they used Yue Yiru’s place.
Yue Xiang was the secretary of State, so it was not a problem for Yue Yiru to get some passes in private.
Jing Yang blew out a smoke ring and said, “Tomorrow, if Shi Beiyu really dies, then you have to fulfill all of your promises to me.”
Nameless turned around, his handsome face with sharp edges was cold and unfriendly.
“Naturally…”
When Jing Yang heard this, he threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and lay on the sofa, breathing heavily. “If I die, don’t let the Shi family have it easy either…”
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The wedding with Shi Beiyu was tomorrow. Mu Siyin might have felt that everything was too surreal and was so nervous that she couldn’t fall asleep.
After tossing and turning and finally falling asleep, she suddenly had a nightmare. She dreamed of the Dead Mu Xingyu..
“Mu Siyin… my heart hurts so much…”
“Can you give me your heart?”
“Mu Siyin! Come Down and accompany me…”
“Or, let your child accompany me, Hahaha…”
She seemed to be in a boundless darkness. She ran frantically, but Mu Xingyu’s voice lingered around her.
“On what basis? On what basis do you have happiness! I want to kill you!”
“I want to kill you! I want you and your child to be buried with me!”
As Mu Xingyu’s sharp and sinister voice faded, a ball of fire suddenly pounced on her!
“Ah!”
Mu Siyin woke up from her dream in an instant. Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her heart pounded wildly!
“Yinyin? What’s wrong? !”
Ji Yang, who had just woken up from the bed next door, was about to knock on Mu Siyin’s door when she unexpectedly heard Mu Siyin scream before she could knock. She was so frightened that she pushed the door open and ran in without saying a word!
When she saw Mu Siyin sitting in the middle of the big bed with a slightly pale face, her tightly clenched heart relaxed slightly. Then, she walked over worriedly. “You… had a nightmare?”
Mu Siyin finally regained some focus. She raised her hand to touch her forehead and nodded slightly.
She was inexplicably panicking in her heart.
The dream just now was really too real.
Ji Yang saw that she was quite frightened and could not help but comfort her, “You’re too nervous. It’s just a nightmare. You’ll forget it in a while.”
However, Mu Siyin said in a low and hoarse voice, “I dreamed of Mu Xingyu…”