Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Mu Qiu thought that she had done that thing without anyone noticing, and it had been so long. How could her father know the truth?

Who told him?

How did that person know?

At this time, the agent suddenly called and said that a buyer wanted to see the house.

The reason why I decided to sell the house was that, firstly, living in such a big house alone was a luxury, and secondly, the house was too big and I needed to hire a helper to clean it, which was not a big additional expense.

Of course, Mu Qiu was not short of money, and these were not the fundamental reasons for her decision to sell the house. The real reason is that living in this house, Mu Qiu is always restless and suffers from insomnia all night long. If this goes on for a long time, his body will definitely be unable to bear it. Moreover, because of the ghost in her heart, she still dare not go to the second floor.

Amethyst Capital was built sixteen years ago and is considered an old villa community in Wangdong City. Although it is old, it has a good location, a beautiful and quiet environment, and the design of the house itself is not outdated even now, so it has always been a good buy.

Mu Qiu had just asked an agent to sell the house a few days ago, and someone took a fancy to it today.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qiu hurriedly drove home and entertained the buyer in person.

The buyer was a businessman who had just returned from abroad. He fell in love with Mu Qiu's house, but he also heard about what happened to the Mu family owners during this period and thought it was a haunted house.

Isn't it? In just a few months, the male host was sentenced to death, the hostess died suddenly of a cerebral hemorrhage, and the only daughter was also a heart patient.

No matter how you look at it, this house is a haunted house.

There is no single-family villa in the Amethyst Capital that sells for less than 40 million. In the past, the Mu family's villa should have been sold for 60 million. Mu Qiu also knew that it was difficult to sell his house, so the price was not high, with a price tag of 50 million.

The buyer told Mu Qiu: "Miss Mu, this house of yours is unlucky. It has bad feng shui and is still a haunted house. But I am a very hot-tempered person and can live in a haunted house. Look at the price, can I get a few million discount?" "

Mu Qiu's eyebrows were beating lightly. He asked her to lose millions. Who would give him the face?

Mu Qiuda could open the door and see him off, but

"Forty-five million can't be less, and we'll forget it if we don't sell it." Mu Qiu just wanted to sell this house as soon as possible, as long as the price didn't make a loss.

"make a deal!"

Mu Qiu also has a commercial residential house in the city, and she plans to move to that house. Mu Qiu will also continue to hire Aunt Zhang to cook and clean for her. The salary is 10,000 yuan per month, which is lower than before, but the work is also less.

Aunt Zhang was nostalgic and reluctant to leave Mu Qiu, so she agreed without any objection.

After going to the real estate bureau to transfer the ownership of the villa, Mu Qiu went home with Aunt Zhang to pack her things. All the antiques at home that could be sold were entrusted to the auction house by Mu Qiu, and the rest were some family photos.

Mu Qiu told Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, please help me put away my parents' wedding photos and artistic photos, and we can take them to our new home."

"good."

After running several times upstairs and downstairs, Aunt Zhang had almost packed everything, leaving only one pair——

"The painting hanging on the wall of the stairwell is the most satisfying artistic photo that Madam took during her lifetime. It must be taken away. I'm going to move the steps. Miss, please support me below."

"good."

Aunt Zhang went to the tool room to find the step ladder, moved it to the corner platform of the stairwell and put it away.

Mu Qiu stood below and held on to the stepladder, with his feet standing on the spot where Du Tingting lay that day. Mu Qiu couldn't help but think of the scene on the day Du Tingting had a miscarriage, and always felt that her feet were stepping on her mother's blood.

Leaning on the ladder, Mu Qiu's face suddenly turned pale.

Aunt Zhang was only focused on taking photos and didn't notice anything unusual about Mu Qiu. She wiped the front of the photo and was about to put it into the box. Then she suddenly found a small object and hurriedly raised her hand to wave to Mu Qiu: "Miss, come and see what this is?"

Mu Qiu came over to take a look. After he recognized what the thing was, his face suddenly darkened. "It's a pinhole camera."

Aunt Zhang also changed her expression drastically.

Who is so wicked? A camera was secretly installed in a private house!

Mu Qiu picked out the camera and placed it in the palm of his hand. Staring at the camera, Mu Qiu said to the person behind the surveillance: "Who are you? If you don't take the initiative to contact me, I will call the police." After saying that, Mu Qiu threw the pinhole camera on the ground and stepped on it. Smashed.

It is illegal to break into a house illegally, install surveillance equipment, and monitor other people's homes.

After transporting things to his new home with Aunt Zhang, Mu Qiu returned to Mu's house. She was sitting alone in the living room, which was empty except for the sofa. She always felt that the house was dark, as if someone was blowing air-conditioning next to her ears.

She had a ghost in her heart and always suspected that there was something else besides her in the room. Mu Qiu knew it was him who was scaring him, but he still felt panicked.

It was a quiet night, and Mu Qiu suddenly heard a strange noise upstairs. The clicking sound sounded particularly like the sound of Du Tingting walking on the aisle in slippers.

Mu Qiu's breathing was a little unsteady.

They are all fake, there are no ghosts in this world, don’t scare yourself. Mu Qiu comforted herself in this way.

Knock knock——

A sudden knock on the door made Mu Qiu tremble.

She suddenly turned her head to look at the door and realized that the person she was waiting for had arrived. Mu Qiu took a long breath. "Please come in, the door is open." There was a bit of panic in her voice.

The door was pushed open, and the cold wind rushed into the house and got into Mu Qiu's neck. Mu Qiu shrank his shoulders, narrowed his vivid eyes, and stared in the direction of the door.

It's Song Ci who's here.

It was a cold winter night, so Song Ci wore a down jacket or over-the-knee boots. That ginger-yellow down jacket with large lapels looked as heavy and funny as a blanket of cotton wool on others, but on Song Ci, it looked like a high-end style, full of charm.

She walked into Mu's house calmly and gracefully.

The sofa opposite Mu Qiu was empty. She pushed one of the cups of hot tea over, and then turned back to Song Ci and said, "I guessed it was you. The hot tea is ready. Sit down, sister."

Song Ci walked in and sat down on the sofa. She lowered her eyes at the glass of water and suddenly asked, "Is there no poison in it?"

Mu Qiu was pouring tea for herself. When she heard this, her hand shook and the tea dripped on the table while wiping the rim of the cup. Putting down the teapot, Mu Qiu picked up his cup and took a sip before saying, "Look, I drank it all."

Song Ci spread her hands and said angrily: "You have nothing to worry about. If you die, you will die. I have a husband who loves and cares for my sister. It's not surprising that you have to support me until death. After all, you are jealous. woman."

Mu Qiu: ""

Seeing that Mu Qiu was rendered speechless by him, Song Ci was satisfied, and then took out a small white thermos cup from her down jacket pocket.

She opened the lid of the cup, shook it, and then said, "My brother Han made me chrysanthemum tea, so I won't drink yours." After that, she raised her head and took a sip of chrysanthemum tea.

Mu Qiu laughed angrily at her flirtatious behavior, "You are so annoying, your mouth smells so bad."

Song Ci retorted, "It's better to have a bad mouth than a bad heart."

"Sister, stop talking about this. Let me ask you, when did you set up surveillance in my house?" This is what Mu Qiu is most concerned about. When he discovered the surveillance camera during the day, Mu Qiu felt a chill all over his body. As long as she thinks about her every move at home being watched by others, she will hate it to death.

Now that things have happened, there is nothing Song Ci can't say. "After I moved in with Brother Han, I came back to pick up something once and took the opportunity to load it up."

Mu Qiu was surprised, "You knew my father's plan at that time? I thought"

"Do you still think that after you wanted to kill me that night and finally let me go because of a moment of weakness, I found another opportunity to spy on you?" Song Ci completed Mu Qiu's words.

Mu Qiu nodded in surprise, "You really know what happened that night."

Song Ci sneered. "Am I an idiot? Can I not notice the small scar on my chest?" Song Ci felt palpitated as she recalled what happened that night.

Mu Qiu took a sip from the water glass. She looked through the steam of the hot tea and looked at the calm and elegant Song Ci. She felt that she was also quite scary. "You found out a long time ago that I had murderous intentions towards you, and you were able to pretend to be a sister to me in the following days. Sister, you really surprised me."

"What's this?" Song Ci took out a USB flash drive and waved it in front of Mu Qiu's face. "The things inside will definitely surprise you even more."

Mu Qiu stared at the USB flash drive and guessed what was in it. She asked calmly: "What do you want to do?"

Song Ci: "I can kill you, you know that."

Mu Qiu: "Who do you think you are? Can you kill people at will?"

Song Ci shook the USB drive again and said slowly: "I have video evidence here of you personally murdering your mother and the child in her belly. Once I release this evidence, everyone will see clearly the true face of the daughter of the Mu family. Especially your beloved Cheng Yanmo."

"At that time, the mentally disturbed Miss Mu was found dead in a car accident, committed suicide by taking poison, drowned, or jumped from a building. In short, there are thousands of ways to die in this world. If you die in any way, no one will suspect you. "

"After all, in just two or three months, you have endured the pain of the death of your mother, the pain of your father being shot, and the pain of your own reputation being damaged. It is only natural that such a little girl would want to seek death. ”

"Do you think my analysis is reasonable? Mu Qiu." When he said these words, the look on Song Ci's face could be called evil and sinister.

Threat, this is a clear threat!

After listening to Song Ci's threatening remarks, Mu Qiu's otherwise calm eyes became more uneasy, and finally even his pupils began to tremble.

Song Ci smiled like a smiling tiger, and his eyes narrowed like crescent moons. For the first time, Mu Qiu discovered that this woman was not so easy to mess with. "What do you want me to do?" Since Song Ci was willing to come to see her, he must have left a way out for her.

Song Ci put away the USB flash drive.

She looked around the house. She had lived in this home for eight years, and Song Ci had devoted all her emotions to this home. Thinking of the dead Du Tingting and the 18.88 million dowry money in her account, Song Ci's heart, which should have been as cold as iron, softened a corner.

"I won't force you to a desperate situation, but I won't let you be free and easy either." After all, Mu Qiu was too comfortable, and Song Ci was upset. When the conversation changed, Song Ci suddenly said: "Mu Qiu, if you do as I say, I will destroy this video."

Mu Qiu looked at her doubtfully, "What do you want me to do?"

Song Ci said: "Tomorrow is the day when my father will be executed. I want you to go to the execution ground and see him off in person!"

"What did you say!" Mu Qiu stood up in a loud voice. She stared at Song Ci in disbelief, never expecting that Song Ci would make such a request. "This is impossible, I won't go!" Mu Qiu firmly disagreed when she was asked to witness her father being shot.

Song Ci glanced at her lightly, still saying the same thing: "I said, I want you to go and watch your father's execution tomorrow."

Mu Qiu shook his head subconsciously, "No, no! How could you let me witness my father's execution with my own eyes, Song Ci, you are so vicious!" Mu Qiu grabbed the cup of tea on the table and threw it at Song Ci. Ci dodged and quickly picked up the untouched glass of water in front of him and poured it on Mu Qiu's face.

The cool tea was poured on his face, making Mu Qiu jump. She wiped the tea from her face and vaguely saw Song Ci walking towards her.

Mu Qiu's chin was pinched by Song Ci. She wiped her eyes again, and then she could see Song Ci's face clearly. Song Ci's expression was cold, and the way he looked at her was extremely disgusting, as if he was looking at a bed bug. "I've wanted to do this for a long time. I wonder if this cup of tea will wake you up?"

Mu Qiu stared at her unwillingly and said nothing.

Song Ci suddenly dragged Mu Qiu towards the grooming mirror hanging on the wall of the entrance hall. Song Ci is tall, and her arms are very strong from regular exercise. She is much more energetic than the sick Mu Qiuke. She easily dragged Mu Qiu to the mirror.

Song Ci asked Mu Qiu to stare into the mirror.

Mu Qiu raised his eyes and looked into the mirror, seeing her in embarrassment and Song Ci, who was aloof and could not be desecrated.

Song Ci stared at Mu Qiu in the mirror and said, "Mu Qiu, take a good look in the mirror and see how dark your heart has become! Look how beautiful and white you are, but your heart is so dark. The darkest thing I’ve ever seen!”

"I really feel worthless for my mother. She still loved you until she died and wanted to give you her heart. But as for you, you can even do evil things to your own mother. How can there be someone like you in this world? !”

"Look at the mirror for me and take a good look at how dark your heart is! Is it made of flesh?"

Mu Qiu looked at herself in the mirror blankly, but found that her eyes were evasive, and she did not dare to look directly at her inside.

As she watched, Mu Qiu suddenly burst into tears. She didn't know whether it was because she was frightened by Song Ci, or because she felt regretful thinking of the stupid things she had done.

Song Ci let go of Mu Qiu, and Mu Qiu just sat on the floor.

"Mu Qiu, if you don't go to the execution ground tomorrow, I will send this video to Cheng Yanmo, to the WeChat group we both own, and to my Weibo homepage, so that everyone can take a look at this innocent person of the Mu family. The pure and kind lady, how hypocritical, despicable and disgusting is her true face!"

Song Ci returned to the living room, picked up her white thermos cup, and left without looking back.

Mu Qiu looked at the beautiful girl in the mirror, feeling strange for the first time. Since when did she become a person who would do whatever it takes to survive? -

On the night before the execution, at about eleven o'clock, Mu Mian was taken out of the cell. He was guarded by two armed police officers, a judicial officer and a public security officer, who chatted and talked with him.

This is called the beauty before death.

Generally, at this time, criminals can make some requests, and as long as they are not too rude, they will be met. But Mu Mian just sat quietly on the chair, neither crying nor fussing nor sad. He was so calm that he hardly looked like a criminal about to be executed.

Several people's servants responsible for guarding him looked at each other and felt that this man was the quietest and most cooperative death row prisoner they had ever encountered since taking office.

After staying up until two o'clock in the night, the staff were all a little sleepy, and then they cheered up and asked Mu Mian: "If you have any last words to say, you can tell us."

Mu Mian glanced at them and shook his head.

Last words?

He doesn't have that kind of thing.

There is no one in this world worthy of his last words. Although Mu Qiu is still alive, in Mu Mian's heart, his and Du Tingting's daughter is dead.

"Then, is there anything you want to eat?"

Mu Mian wanted to shake his head, but just after shaking his head, he suddenly stopped again. After thinking for a while, he said, "I want to eat a bowl of beef noodles."

"Okay, we'll do it for you right now!"

Twenty minutes later, a bowl of fragrant beef noodles was brought to the table in front of Mu Mian. They also thoughtfully brought a small bowl of chili sauce, "If you want to eat chili, just add it yourself. The cook is afraid that you won't eat it." hot."

Mu Mian shook his head. "I don't eat spicy food."

He stared at the bowl of noodles in silence for a while, then picked up his chopsticks, picked a mouthful of noodles and put it into his mouth. Chewing, Mu Mian's movements became slower and slower.

Seeing him acting like he was not satisfied, the staff was very patient and said, "What, it's not to your liking? How about another chef cook it for you?"

Mu Mian suddenly had tears in his eyes. He looked at the bowl of noodles, staring at the garlic fruit inside, and suddenly said softly: "My wife knows that I don't like garlic, so she never puts garlic in the beef noodles she makes for me."

Everyone in the room fell silent and did not answer the question.

Mu Mian finished the bowl of noodles.

After eating the noodles, he remained silent and closed his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep.

It wasn't until dawn that he opened his eyes and stared at the dazzling morning light outside the house with some photophobia. This was the last time he saw the rising sun in his life. The rising sun was beautiful, but it was not as magnificent as the sunrise he and Du Tingting saw when they went to Huangshan for the first time.

At this time, the armed police opened the door and came in, and began to tie up Mu Mian, the big five-flowered type. They called this binding method "execution rope." After he was tied up, he put a sharp wooden sign on the back of Mu Mian's neck, which read, "Shoot the murderer Mu Mian," with a red cross on it.

After the forensic doctor came to verify Mu Mian's identity, Mu Mian was taken to the public trial meeting for public sentencing. As soon as the public trial ended, Mu Mian was taken into a large Jiefang brand truck by the execution staff and rushed to the selected execution ground.

The whole road was winding and the battery was heavily guarded. -

Mu Qiu, who had also not rested all night, looked very tired, and his skin had become duller and lost its luster. She leaned against the head of the bed and stared at the fish-belly white skyline outside the window, filled with struggle in her heart.

After thinking for a long time, Mu Qiu finally got out of bed, opened the closet, picked out a black down jacket and put it on.

She decided to obey Song Ci's threat and go to the execution ground.

Song Ci knew very well that although Mu Qiu and Cheng Yanmo had broken up, Cheng Yanmo was still Mu Qiu's favorite man. What Mu Qiu feared most was that Cheng Yanmo would know about the nasty things she had done. Mu Qiu didn't want Cheng Yanmo to think that in addition to being the daughter of a murderer, Mu Qiu was also a ruthless beast.

Song Ci really saw through Mu Qiu and pinched her biggest weakness, forcing her to submit.

As soon as Mu Qiu went downstairs, he was stopped by Long Yu, who had been waiting downstairs for a long time. "Miss Mu, Madam asked me to wait for you here and take you there."

Mu Qiu recognized Long Yu, who was Song Ci's driver.

Because he had objections to Song Ci, he also had a bad attitude towards Long Yu. Mu Qiu sneered and sneered at Long Yu: "You are an obedient dog." After saying that, she got into the car.

The good dog ‘Long Yu’ drove the car out of the city. Seeing that there were few cars, he started to drift. When the car stopped, Mu Qiu's face turned pale. She opened the door, got out and vomited.

Long Yu got out of the car and looked at the embarrassed Mu Qiu with disdain. He said, "Even if I am a dog, I am a loyal dog that will not betray its owner. But you, Miss Mu, are just a street rat that everyone shouts to beat." "

Mu Qiu stopped after vomiting until only the sour juice was left. She slowly stood up and taunted Long Yu, "Who do you think you are!" After saying that, she saw two people walking out of the execution ground.

She quickly closed her mouth and stared at the two people with uneasy eyes.

Long Yu said a few words to them, then took out his ID card and showed it to them. After confirming that Long Yu was the person specially approved by Mr. Han to watch the execution, they took Long Yu and Mu Qiu into the execution ground.

Standing in the desolate open space, Mu Qiu's soles became cold when he thought that many people had died here.

The time was approaching twelve o'clock at noon, and Mu Qiu became increasingly uneasy. About ten minutes later, Mu Qiu heard the sound of rolling wheels approaching quickly from the distance.

She quickly turned her head and looked in the direction where the sound of the car was coming from, and saw two vehicles driving towards the execution ground very fast, a large Jiefang brand truck and a van.

When she realized that her father was sitting in that big truck and was about to be shot, Mu Qiu's face turned pale inch by inch.

The car stopped at the entrance to the execution ground. The two escorts and the two shooters, the first and second officer, jumped out of the car. They said to the commander: "The murderer Mu Mian has been brought here and is waiting for instructions!"

The commander raised his finger and pointed toward the desolate land.

The escort immediately dragged Mu Mian out of the car. Seeing Mu Mian tied up with a rope, Mu Qiu covered his lips with his hands and shouted hoarsely in his throat: "Dad"

Mu Mian seemed to hear it and looked towards Mu Qiu. He never expected to see Mu Qiu in the execution ground. Mu Mian's pupils shrank, but they were quickly replaced by indifference.

Mu Mian was pushed to his knees by them. The moment his knees touched the ground, Mu Mian really felt the approach of death. At this moment, Mu Mian suddenly became afraid and started to tremble.

Sensing the change in Mu Mian's mood, the escort quickly pressed his shoulders tightly, preventing him from moving much.

The commander asked: "Are you all ready?"

"complete!"

The commander waved the small flag, and the shooter pressed the spike of the rifle against Mu Mian's chest. Seeing that all preparations were completed, the commander shouted "Release" and the shooter pressed the trigger!

boom!

Mu Mian's eyes widened, his upper body fell to the ground, his head moved a few times, and then he lost his breath. No one knows whether he regretted it the second the bullet broke his body.

From the time Mu Mian arrived at the execution ground to when Mu Mian lost his breath, the whole process lasted less than three minutes!

So quick, so ruthless!

The heavenly net is vast and sparse, and those who do all the bad things will be punished by heaven. This is the ending that belongs to Mu Mian.

This was also the first time that Mu Qiu witnessed a living person die quickly in front of her, and he died so quickly and tragically. She seemed to have been severely injured, and her body shook so much that she was so frightened that she became incontinent.

Father is dead!

She was indirectly killed!

Because she was selfish and wanted to live, and deliberately hinted him to commit crimes and kill people, which led to her father being arrested! Because my father was arrested, my mother suddenly became emotional and died of a cerebral hemorrhage!

It was her, she ruined this family!

Mu Qiu refused to accept this fact.

Mu Qiu came back to her senses. She fell to the ground, stared at Mu Mian lying on the ground, and finally burst into tears.

That man is her father! The father who would put her on his shoulders to ride horses when she was little. The father who would take her to the principal's office to seek justice for her after she was bullied by her classmates!

Mu Qiu trembled and crawled towards Mu Mian. No one at the scene stopped her.

"Dad!" Mu Qiu hugged Mu Mian's body and turned him over with force.

When he saw Mu Mian's twisted face and the blood on his chest, Mu Qiu was stunned for a moment. She quickly pressed Mu Mian's chest with her hands, trying to stop the bleeding. But the blood was like a faucet that was out of control, constantly flowing out, and soon wet Mu Qiu's hands.

The scene in front of him overlapped with the scene of Du Tingting's miscarriage and hemorrhage, which scared Mu Qiu to the core.

"Dad, Dad! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dad!" Mu Qiu laid her head on Mu Mian's shoulder and cried so hard that she became a tearful person.

Long Yu looked at this scene indifferently, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Song Ci.

At noon that day, the sun was shining brightly, shining warmly on people. Song Ci didn't wear a coat, only a long sweater skirt and leggings. She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked toward the distant suburbs.

Song Fei, who was sitting on her sofa, looked at the black clock on the wall again and suddenly said, "It's twelve o'clock."

Song Ci's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

She stared at the sky in the suburbs, turned back to Song Fei and said, "He's dead, Song Fei, we finally got our revenge." But she didn't feel the pleasure of getting revenge.

Song Fei stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. She folded her arms and looked at the prosperous city in front of her that was bathed in the scorching sun. After a while, she let out a soft hum. "died."

Song Ci said: "It's strange, I don't feel happy."

Song Fei looked down at her and asked, "Are you sympathizing with him?"

Song Ci shook her head, "How can I sympathize with a murderer? I just feel that it's quite emotional." At this time, Song Ci received a new text message on her phone, and she opened it and took a look.

Song Fei asked her: "Whose is it?"

"Long Yu."

"What did you say?"

"Mu Mian has been shot, and Mu Qiu has an emotional breakdown and is frightened."

As soon as she heard Mu Qiu's name, Song Fei frowned in disgust. "Song Ci, you are still not cruel enough."

Song Ci did not refute Song Fei's evaluation of her.

Song Fei told Song Ci: "If I were you, I would make Mu Qiu's actions public, and she will definitely die in my hands in the end." This is Song Fei, who must retaliate, and whose eyes are smaller than the eye of a needle. If you bully her, she will retaliate thousands of times.

"Yes, I am soft-hearted." Song Ci also hated herself for being so soft-hearted. She said, "I thought about killing Mu Qiu, but Song Fei, when I think of Du Tingting, I become soft-hearted."

"You little idiot, you will be bullied if you are kind."

Song Ci remained silent.

Song Fei sighed and rubbed Song Ci's hair. She would only touch Song Ci's hair when Song Ci was sitting like this.

Being short is a flaw.

"Forget it, you can continue to be stupid, I will protect you." Who makes her the sister.

Song Ci was particularly moved and decided to drink a bottle of beer.

Song Ci happily took out the beer. Song Fei's eyes were cold and dark. She snatched Song Ci's beer away and said righteously: "You are preparing for pregnancy recently. Drinking ice will reduce the pregnancy rate."

Song Ci's eyes widened, "How did you know I was preparing for pregnancy?"

Song Fei calmly analyzed: "When I see you these days, you have hickeys on your body every time. It means that your couple lives very frequently. If you live too frequently, you are usually creating a villain."

"So." Song Fei stuffed the cold beer back into the refrigerator and leaned against the refrigerator and asked Song Ci: "Are you making little people?"

Song Ci silently blushed.

Seeing this, Song Fei still didn't understand anything.

Song Fei told Song Ci: "I have researched and found that posture during pregnancy is actually very important. I made a list of postures for easy pregnancy and have sent it to you by email. You can take a look at it later and remember to follow the postures above. It’s definitely easier to get pregnant.”

Song Ci was shy and angry, "How can you study such things if you are not married?"

"To be honest, I also want to have a child." Song Fei felt that she was a failure as a sister. "I'm way behind you in dating, marriage, and height. I can never lose to you again when it comes to having a child." .”

Song Fei not only has a high IQ, but she also has a strong sense of victory.

When Song Ci heard this reason, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Is this also a competition?"

"Of course, I'm the sister."

After Song Fei left, Song Ci still thought this was a fantasy. -

After the news of Mu Mian's execution was announced, the Internet burst into applause.

After the execution, Mu Mian's body was cremated and his ashes were taken away by his daughter Mu Qiu. Mu Qiu bought a cemetery and buried Mu Mian in a beautiful cemetery.

All Mu Mian's former friends had severed ties with him, and no one came to commemorate him at the funeral. The deserted funeral was chilling.

The funeral ended in the morning, but Mu Qiu returned home dejected at night, with a layer of white snow on her shoulders.

Aunt Zhang finally felt relieved when she saw that she was finally back. Aunt Zhang was startled when she found that Mu Qiu's hands were cold. She hurriedly brought the ginger tea over and put it directly into Mu Qiu's hand, "Miss, drink the ginger tea quickly and don't catch a cold."

Mu Qiu picked up the bowl of ginger tea and drank it cleanly.

Aunt Zhang took the bowl back to the kitchen to wash it. While washing it, she said, "Miss, who went to my husband's funeral?"

"No one is going."

Aunt Zhang was lost for a while, then sighed: "Isn't there anyone?"

"No."

Aunt Zhang knew that she should say something to comfort Mu Qiu at this time, but this matter was indeed so heartbreaking that no matter how much she tried to comfort her, it would be in vain.

Aunt Zhang wiped off the water stains in the bowl and put it in the disinfection cupboard. She took off her apron and came to the living room. She said to Mu Qiu: "Miss, take a rest quickly. You are tired these days."

Mu Qiu shook his head. "Aunt Zhang, sit down and let me tell you something."

Aunt Zhang sat down doubtfully.

Mu Qiu suddenly opened the bag, took out a document and handed it to Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang looked down and saw that it was a gift of house ownership, and she was the beneficiary.

Aunt Zhang was stunned. "Miss!" Her voice suddenly rose, "Miss, what are you doing?"

"I decided to leave." Mu Qiu looked at Aunt Zhang with a smile. She said: "I sold everything that should be sold, and only this house is left. Aunt Zhang, I treat you as family, thank you You have taken good care of our family all these years. I have nothing else to give you when I say goodbye, so I will give you this house."

"Don't refuse. I know your daughter is married. It's inconvenient for you to live with your son-in-law and grandson. Just live in this house. After you die, the house will be sold, and the money from the sale will be lost." All will be donated to charitable foundations.”

Aunt Zhang was shocked and asked Mu Qiu in a trembling voice: "Miss, where are you going?"

Mu Qiu was also about to cry.

She said: "Aunt Zhang, I can't stay in this city anymore. I have to leave. If I don't leave, I will really go crazy. Whenever I close my eyes, I can always see my mother lying in the stairwell covered in blood. You will also see the way my father fell to the ground and struggled when he passed away."

Aunt Zhang was confused when she heard this, "Miss, are you frightened by your husband's death and your wife's miscarriage?"

Mu Qiu shook his head, "No, no, I'm guilty! I'm guilty!"

Aunt Zhang felt uneasy, lowered her voice subconsciously, and asked Mu Qiu: "Miss, what nonsense are you talking about? What crime are you guilty of?"

Mu Qiu's butt slid off the sofa. She knelt on the ground and laid her hands on Aunt Zhang's legs.

Mu Qiu looked at Aunt Zhang with tears in her eyes. She couldn't hold it in anymore and was about to go crazy. She decided to tell the most embarrassing thing in her heart. "Aunt Zhang, I was the one who harmed my mother and the child in her belly. I secretly put facial cream on the stairs that day, and my mother slipped and fell after she stepped on the cream."

"I am guilty"

Hearing this, Aunt Zhang was completely stunned.

She simply suspected that she was hallucinating.

So how could such a pure and innocent lady do such a thing? "Miss, are you kidding? That's your mother. How could you do that?" Aunt Zhang couldn't believe it was true.

Mu Qiu was still crying, crying and repenting: "It's true, it's all true. It was me who harmed that child. It's my fault. It's all my fault."

"These days, I am always plagued by nightmares every night. I always dream about my mother asking me why I killed the child. When I wake up, my father's voice often sounds in my ears, scolding me for not being human."

"Aunt Zhang, am I crazy?"

Aunt Zhang listened blankly, unable to digest the news for a while.

In her eyes, Miss Mu Qiu has always been a gentle, lovely, innocent and innocent girl. Aunt Zhang still remembers the first time she saw Miss Mu Qiu after arriving at Mu's house.

It was a summer, there was a thunderstorm, and a group of ants were biting around the bread. Mu Qiu was worried that the ants would be trampled to death. She bent down and slowly moved the piece of bread and the ants to the corner of the wall.

At that time, Aunt Zhang believed that Mu Qiu was a kind little girl. After all, Mu Qiu, who was only six years old at the time, knew not to kill. Compared with Mu Qiu, the later adopted daughter Miss Song Ci was a ruthless master.

Also one summer, a group of ants hid in the corner of Mu's house and were struggling to move a few grains of rice. Song Ci saw it when she came home. Without saying a word, she ran into the kitchen and boiled a pot of boiling water. Then she came to the corner with the boiling water and poured the boiling water on the ants expressionlessly.

Because of that incident, Aunt Zhang always looked down upon Song Ci, feeling that the girl was cruel and unsympathetic. So in life, she always prefers Mu Qiu.

Who would have thought that Song Ci, who seemed cruel and ruthless, turned out to be a clean and upright person. But Mu Qiu, who would protect the ants when they moved, was a cruel girl who could ruthlessly kill the child in the mother's belly.

Man, why are you so contradictory?

Aunt Zhang looked down at Mu Qiu, whose face was filled with tears, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

Holding Mu Qiu's head, Aunt Zhang cried and asked her: "Miss, why are you so confused? Even if you don't want to see that child anymore, you shouldn't be obsessed with doing such stupid things!"

It's not that she's crazy, it's that her nature is so cruel. Although she didn't want to admit it, Mu Qiu also saw the fact that she was indeed Mu Mian's biological daughter, and her body had the same selfish and cruel blood as Mu Mian.

Why does everyone think Mu Qiu will continue to go dark?

Wasn't the death of her father and mother enough to awaken her confused mind? I don't write about people who are bad for the sake of being bad, so those who are looking forward to Mu Qiu's continued darkening may be disappointed, hehe.