When Shiye heard that Mu Nuannuan was about to call back to China, his expression changed slightly and he said, "My mobile phone doesn't seem to have international calls enabled."
When Mu Nuannuan heard this, she was stunned for a moment: "Is this so?"
Seeing that she believed her, Shiye nodded and said, "The master will be here later. How about you use the master's mobile phone to make a call?"
Mu Nuannuan took a look at Shiye's face and saw that his expression was no different from usual, so she responded: "Yes."
Outside the car window.
Mu Tingxiao walked up to Mu Wanqi. The bodyguards who were surrounding Mu Wanqi consciously stepped aside. Mu Wanqi did not bring as many people as Mu Tingxiao did, and they had already hid behind them. went.
Mu Wanqi's memory was awakened. She still clearly remembered Mu Tingxiao's cruel methods against her.
Therefore, when she saw Mu Tingxiao, she shuddered involuntarily and stepped back.
However, with the car behind her, there was no way she could retreat.
She looked at Mu Tingxiao intently, her facial muscles twitching due to tension.
"I underestimated you." Mu Tingxiao stood still in front of her, his eyes were gloomy, and there was a sense of gloom in his voice: "It seems that you, like Si Chengyu, want to die in a foreign country."
Si Chengyu's name was like a calming needle, making Mu Wanqi calm down and no longer as panicked as before.
She looked at Mu Tingxiao with red eyes. Even though she was very scared now, she still mustered up the courage to question Mu Tingxiao tremblingly: "Do you admit that you killed Chengyu?"
"It is not a pity for him to die!"
Mu Tingxiao's memory has not yet been completely restored, but from Shi Ye's narration, he has restored the scene in his mind. In his opinion, Si Chengyu's death ten thousand times is not enough.
If it weren't for Si Chengyu, Mu Nuannuan wouldn't have been lying in the hospital bed for three years.
Before marrying Mu Nuannuan, he had endured it for many years. No matter how the outside world misunderstood him or what kind of reputation he carried, he didn't care at all.
Mu Nuannuan was the person he cared about most. He didn't care much in this world, but he couldn't even protect Mu Nuannuan.
If Si Chengyu was still alive, even if he was cut into pieces, it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Mu Tingxiao's tone was gloomy and cold, and Mu Wanqi seemed to have returned to that night a few years ago. In that dimly lit room, Mu Tingxiao sat coldly in the shadows, looking coldly at his hand holding the The knife cut her body piece by piece...
Several years later, that kind of fear can still seep out of my heart all at once.
"You should be lucky that Si Chengyu died in that explosion. If he hadn't died..." Mu Tingxiao curled his lips and showed a weird smile, but did not continue.
Even if he didn't finish speaking, it was already enough of a deterrent.
Mu Wanqi's face was pale, and there was unconcealable hatred in her eyes. She trembled and said: "Mu Tingxiao... Do you think I am still the Mu Wanqi I was three years ago? You and Mu Nuannuan can't escape. of."
Although Mu Wanqi was very afraid of Mu Tingxiao, she still insisted on speaking harshly.
If she wasn't Mu Wanqi, Mu Tingxiao might have looked at her differently.
"Ha." Mu Tingxiao sneered, and only glanced at the subordinate next to him, who then consciously stepped forward to tie up Mu Wanqi, and quickly taped her lips.
"Hey... um... you... hey hey..." Mu Wanqi was still struggling to say something, but Mu Tingxiao didn't give her the chance.
He turned around and got into the car where Mu Nuannuan was sitting, and Mu Wanqi was also led by his men into another car.
As Mu Tingxiao got into the car, Mu Nuannuan asked, "What are you going to do with Mu Wanqi?"
When Mu Tingxiao was outside the car just now, he was talking with his back to Mu Nuannuan and Mu Wanqi. Mu Nuannuan could not see their faces, so it was naturally impossible for Mu Tingxiao to hear what they said.
Mu Tingxiao's eyes paused for a few seconds on the gauze on her forehead, and then he said three words indifferently: "Make her happy."
Since Mu Wanqi wanted to die, he would help her.
Mu Nuannuan listened to his words and was silent for a moment before looking up at him: "Call Mu Mu, I want to hear her voice."
When Mu Tingxiao heard this, he didn't go to get his phone, but said, "It's early morning in China."
Mu Nuannuan was stunned for a moment. She had just forgotten that there was a time difference between China and Country M. She just wanted to hear Mu Mu's voice.
"Then you make a video call to the servant, I want to see her." As Mu Nuannuan spoke, she couldn't help but tighten her sleeves on Mu Tingxiao's sleeves.
This time, Mu Tingxiao answered very simply: "Okay."
He took out his cell phone and dialed back home: "I want to see Mu Mu."
I didn't know what was said on the other end, so Mu Tingxiao hung up the phone and started the video.
As soon as the video was connected, Mu Nuannuan saw Mu Mu lying on the bed sleeping on the screen.
Mu Nuannuan stared at the phone screen for a long time. After confirming that it was really Mu Mu, her lifted heart fell back to where it was.
Her nerves were too tense, and now that she relaxed, her whole body felt a little weak.
She approached Mu Tingxiao's arms and said with lingering fear: "Mu Wanqi caught me here, but she didn't make things difficult for me..."
Mu Tingxiao interrupted her with a cold voice: "Didn't I embarrass you?"
Mu Nuannuan knew that he was referring to the injury on her forehead. Mu Nuannuan shook her head: "It's nothing. She hates me so much. After all, my little injury is not an embarrassment to me at all, but she sees I felt confident and seemed to have grasped my handle. After thinking about it, I could only think of Mu Mu... "
Having said this, Mu Nuannuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and her tone became a little more relaxed: "Fortunately, Mu Mu is fine."
However, just because Mu Mu was fine, she became even more confused.
Mu Nuannuan asked him: "Tell me, what is Mu Wanqi planning? What kind of medicine is she selling in her gourd?"
Mu Tingxiao put one hand around Mu Nuannuan's waist, and gently pressed her head with the other hand to let her lean into his arms. His tone was rare and gentle: "Take a rest for a while."
Mu Nuannuan was indeed very tired. She leaned in Mu Tingxiao's arms and was wrapped in the familiar breath. She felt at ease and stopped thinking about it. She fell asleep soon after closing her eyes.
Feeling that the breathing of the person in his arms had stabilized, the pitiful gentleness on Mu Tingxiao's face disappeared, and a trace of cruelty appeared in his eyes.
When Shiye saw Mu Tingxiao's expression in the rearview mirror, his expression tightened: "Master, little..."
"Shut up." Although Mu Tingxiao's words were addressed to him, he was looking straight ahead, not knowing what he was looking at or thinking.
Shiye glanced at Mu Nuannuan, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, moved his lips, but said nothing.