Gu Jiuli immediately slammed the teacup in his hand, and the anger in his eyes splashed out uncontrollably.

"Am I excessive? Then why don't you ask Shi Yuyan, Pei Qilan, and Mu Jin, who was forced to death by you, and Mu Jin, who will never go to court again in this life, to see if you have too much? You should be glad that if it weren't for the old lady who always abides by the constitution of country Z, she would have sent you down directly to make amends for those who died in vain! ”

After speaking, Gu Jiuli didn't give An Mian a chance to answer, stood up and said coldly: "Tell me your answer tomorrow now." ”

Then he and Mu Jin left directly.

At the door of the clubhouse, Gu Jiuli looked at Mu Jin worriedly, the sharp teeth just now disappeared, like a clumsy child, wanting to comfort Mu Jin but didn't know what to say.

Mu Jin looked at Gu Jiuli and gave her a reassuring smile, "I'm fine." ”

There was a layer of sadness over the smile.

It's no wonder it's okay!

Gu Jiuli patted him on the shoulder and said firmly: "Don't worry, none of them can run away!" ”

Mu Jin nodded, "I'm a little tired, I want to go back first, will you go back to the hospital?" ”

Gu Jiuli didn't worry about Mu Jin leaving alone at this time, but he didn't dare to follow too closely, and wanted to give Mu Jin enough personal space.

Hesitant for a moment.

Mu Jin: "Don't worry, I won't do stupid things, I just want to be alone." ”

Having said this, Gu Jiuli had no choice but to purse the corners of his lips, "Then I will inform you of the progress here, you must be well." ”

Mu Jin nodded.

After watching Gu Jiuli leave, Mu Jin drove away, speeding all the way, and after walking for more than two hours, he arrived at his destination, the cemetery.

The weather in December was cold and windy, and the cemetery was even more shady and cold.

Mu Jin bought a bouquet of daisies at the door of the entrance, and walked slowly inside, expressionless.

Walking down the path, he stopped at a tombstone that looked noble and luxurious.

The woman on the tombstone photo, even if it is a black and white photo, can not hide her scorching beautiful face, she looks gentle like water, but there is a bit of stubbornness and arrogance between her eyebrows.

This is Mu Jin's biological mother - Shi Yuyan.

Mu Jin put the flower in his hand in front of the tombstone and looked at the tombstone in front of him mockingly.

She was buried in the town where she grew up, and the cement tombstone engraved her birthday and death date, a beautiful place, not many rich and noble people, but with innate gentleness and kindness.

Mu Jin liked it very much, and he believed that Shi Yuyan liked it too.

The cemetery here is a haunt for Mu Ruiyuan's self-esteem to satisfy his selfish youthful love and guilt that has nowhere to vent.

It's ridiculous and pitiful to look at.

The rough and ugly voice carried a strange gentleness, and Mu Jin whispered: "Mom, I've come to see you." ”

"I've been fine lately, you don't have to worry."

"I've made a very good friend, she's a lot like me used to be."

"Mom, bless her! Let her not have a bumpy fate like me, there will be no fewer good people in this world. ”

“......”

Mu Jin sat in front of the tomb and chatted for a long time as if he was gossiping, and it wasn't until twilight that he stood up and clapped his hands, smiling softly at Shi Yuyan's photo.

"Mom, it's almost time, when I send them down one by one to make amends for your sins, you don't want to spare them so easily."

Mu Jin paused, and his low voice was scattered in the wind......

"After all, they're really bad!"

......

Gu Jiuli seemed to be "kind" to give An Mian two paths, but in fact, each of them was a dead end.

At noon the next day, An Mian called Gu Jiuli.