Jing Shaoqing raised his chin, which was considered to be a response.

Watching him walk away, Chen Mengyao muttered, "It's because of his aunt again, right?" Xiaoyan, you are really good-tempered, endure this. ”

Wen Yan smiled faintly: "It's nothing, what he promised me, he will definitely do it, I have endured it for so long, don't rush this time." ”

Back at Mu's house, Mu Tingchen hurriedly went upstairs, Steward Lin was helping An Xueli to bandage her wounds, the phone call just now was made by Steward Lin, and An Xueli cut her wrists while the people at home were not paying attention in order not to be sent to the psychiatric hospital.

Even though the wound had been treated, and the bandages were wrapped in layer after layer, blood still oozed out.

Mu Tingchen stood aside with a gloomy face, and his hands were clenched into fists: "What do you want?" If you really don't have a mental problem, you won't do those things, it's good for everyone, if you want to die, then die! Uncle Lin, you don't have to look at her in the future, let her die if she wants to commit suicide! ”

Steward Lin didn't say a word and continued what he was doing. Mu Tingchen's words were somewhat angry, if An Xueli really died, he might not feel good.

A pale smile curled up at the corner of An Xueli's lips: "For the sake of Wen Yan, you can go so far, send your own mother to a mental hospital with your own hands and lock me up, you just want to find a place to lock me up, and then take her back, right?" She can't be forgiven, what you do is even more unforgivable, I'm going to make all this public, I want to see how you behave in the future! ”

Mu Tingchen's finger joints were clucking, and he seemed to be extremely angry.

Seeing this, Steward Lin said: "Mrs. An, don't be angry with the young master anymore, the young master is also for your good, everyone knows that you do have a mental problem, just let you go for treatment, not for your life." When you get better, the young master will definitely pick you up. For your sake, the young master has divorced his wife, and they don't have to separate, remarriage is certain. The young master has already made concessions, so don't force him anymore. ”

An Xueli pushed Steward Lin away, and the bandages that had not yet been tied were immediately scattered, and the wounds on her wrists finally had a tendency to heal, and the bleeding became even more ferocious: "You are the dog of the Mu family!" You're quite loyal, you all want to get me out, put me in a psychiatric hospital, no one will pick me up, I'll stay in that kind of place until I die, I don't want to live like that, I've been in a cage for so many years, why do you want to do this to me? Why do you all have to do this to me? What the hell am I doing wrong?! ”

Mu Tingchen's hands loosened weakly, how could he not pity An Xueli's past? He didn't want to send her to that kind of place for a few more years, but wasn't she all responsible for it?

Before, she could barely be like a normal person, she couldn't see the abnormality, but these days her mental condition is getting worse and worse, almost every moment except for sleeping, she is in a state of irritability, crying and laughing, no different from a madman, it is impossible not to treat.

At the end, he said, "Go and heal in peace, I will ...... Will pick you up. ”

He tried to suppress all the negativity and make his tone sound softer.

An Xueli calmed down a little: "If one day, Wen Yan really hurt you with nothing, and even took your life, don't you regret it?" ”

Mu Tingchen did not hesitate: "Yes, I don't regret it, even if she really did what you said, I don't regret it, this is what the Mu family owes her." ”

An Shirley leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes: "Okay, okay...... You don't regret it...... It's good if you don't regret it. Send me away, leave now, you won't be able to see me for a moment anyway, if I stay for one more day, you will be able to respond for one more day. ”

Steward Lin looked at Mu Tingchen and asked for his opinion, now An Xueli's situation is very unstable, and if it drags on, maybe something will really happen.

Mu Tingchen was silent for a moment and said, "Uncle Lin, send her away, the best hospital you contacted before has been contacted, right?" Find someone to take care of her, everything should be the best, and report to me at any time. ”

Steward Lin answered, and went downstairs to prepare the car.

In the end, it was Steward Lin and Chen Nuo who sent An Xueli away, Mu Tingchen didn't go together, he was afraid that he would regret it, and when he thought of An Xueli's fear and despair when she mentioned her cage-like life in the past years, he couldn't help but soften his heart. Why is all this happening?

The next day, Mu Tingchen did not go to the company. After Wen Yan found out, he called him.

The phone was answered after a long time, and on the other end, it was his lifeless voice: "Hey? ”

Wen Yan frowned: "Where are you?" Why didn't you come to the company? In the morning, I went out to buy breakfast for Xiao Tuanzi, and he thought it was delicious, so I had to bring you a copy too, and I didn't see you when I came to the company......"

Mu Tingchen was silent for a while before saying, "I'm at home and I don't want to go to the company today, can you come and accompany me?" ”

His voice was too hoarse, as if he was seriously ill. Wen Yan didn't bother to ask too much, hung up the phone and hurried over.

When he arrived, Steward Lin greeted him at the door: "Madam." ”

She hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Mu Tingchen?" ”

Steward Lin replied: "Mrs. An was sent to a mental hospital yesterday, and the young master probably thinks she is pitiful, and he is also very stressed." I didn't sleep all night last night, and I haven't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon, so go check it out. ”

Wen Yan didn't speak, just nodded, and then walked upstairs.

Entering the bedroom, she saw Mu Tingchen sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at a glance, no matter when, he was used to that position, no matter how tired he was when he went home, he would sit for a while. Last night, he should have sat there all night.

"You're here?"

Hearing the footsteps, Mu Tingchen didn't look back, and his voice sounded even hoarser than on the phone.

Wen Yan stepped forward and put her hands on his shoulders, she finally relented: "Or...... Bring her back, right? Let's see if there's any other way to treat her, that kind of closed mental hospital...... It was too cruel for her. I don't want you to be restless, and it's not you who is wrong......"

He turned his head slightly and leaned on her hand: "Actually, it's good, it's not too late to take her back when she gets better." As long as she is by my side, the illness will never get better, as soon as she sees me, she will think of everything she has encountered, and only when she gets better, can she accept the world again and accept a new life. I don't want you to wait for many years, the way you say it is far away, how dare I bet? That's it, that's it......"