Mu Chaoci sat on the chair in the study, looking at the computer in front of him with a slight distraction, and the words of the family doctor lingered in his mind like a movie replay.

"Miss Song is already two months pregnant!"

Two months, counting the time, it was probably the last time he went to see her in a mental hospital, right?

The doctor's words suddenly dragged him back to a few months ago.

I still remember that it was my mother's death day, and he went straight from the cemetery to the mental hospital.

"Do you remember what day it is?" Mu Chaoci stood by the door, looking indifferently at the flowers outside the window that were blown all over the ground by the wind and rain.

He could clearly see Song Qingzhou's red and swollen eyes, bloodshot eyes, and shoulders that were already trembling slightly.

She's crying?

Mu Chaoci hooked his lips sarcastically, what qualifications does the murderer have to cry?

Two steps and one step quickly walked behind Song Qingzhou, and the cold palm pinched her shoulder, forcing her to turn around.

"Crying? Song Qingzhou, what qualifications do you have to cry? Do you expect me to come back, so you are crying here, thinking that if you provoke my mercy, you will let you out? Touching her unfocused eyes, Mu Chaoci's eyebrows locked, and his eyes were as angry as a poisoned knife.

She is the one who makes mistakes, she is the one who kills, and she is the one who lives, what right does she have to cry?

Mu Chaoci looked indifferently at the puppet-like woman in front of her, and the cold ghostly voice sounded in her ears again, "Do you feel sorry for your mother?" Why don't you die? Why don't you die! Why wasn't it you who died! ”

His hysterical roar spread to every corner of the room, but Song Qingzhou was the only one who was not surprised, and his inky eyes still did not have half a minute of focus.

Her mother died, and her sadness was no less than that of Mu Chaoci.

After a long time, Song Qingzhou moved his eyes, his eyes fell on Mu Chaoci's angular handsome face, and he said softly, "Mother's death has nothing to do with me. ”

Just one sentence completely angered Mu Chaoci, who was already on the verge of an outburst, and he grabbed her neck violently, as if to break her, and at the same time looked at her with a blank look.

Song Qingzhou's slender fingers tightly grasped Mu Chaoci's wrist, his eyes regained his vitality, and his legs kicked at the man fiercely.

With a muffled snort, he quickly got up, staring at Song Qingzhou condescendingly, and there was endless hatred in his dark eyes.

"Don't let me hear you mention Mommy!" Then he leaned over violently, tore off her clothes, and bullied her forward without a trace of pity.

The cold room exuded a beautiful atmosphere, and it took a long time for him to get up and leave, and only that time, he didn't let her take birth control pills......

"Crunch!"

Ren Mengyan cautiously pushed open the door, pulled back Mu Chaoci's thoughts that had drifted away, walked to his side gracefully, and said softly, "Chaoci, our wedding ......"

Raising his eyes, he glanced at Ren Mengyan indifferently, and asked in a deep voice, "You are here for this?" ”

With a white face, the uneasiness in Ren Mengyan's heart came to her heart again, but she covered it up just right, nodded with an aggrieved face, and said, "Chaoci, we have been together for five years, and when something like this happened when I entered the wedding hall, I am a woman, I will be sad, I will be sad, I will be sad......"

Mu Chao avoided Ren Mengyan's leaning over without a trace, his cold eyes met her tear-stained eyes, and hooked his lips sarcastically, "Have you forgotten the reason why we are together?" ”

"I ......" Ren Mengyan was speechless, and could only look at Mu Chaoci with tears in her eyes, hoping for his mercy.

Back then, it was she who played some tricks to be with Mu Chaoci, but she knew that Mu Chaoci was with her just to fight Song Qingzhou.

Even this wedding was an excuse to let her out, so after Song Qingzhou made a big fuss about the wedding, he couldn't wait to get in touch with the marriage contract.

is just as stubborn as Mu Chaoci, how can he admit that he cares about Song Qingzhou, how can he admit that he still loves the murderer of his mother!

Tears couldn't stop flowing, Ren Mengyan clasped her hands tightly together, and looked at the cold man in front of her tremblingly, "Chaoci, you should understand my feelings for you after so many years, Song Qingzhou is your mother-killing enemy, do you really want to be with her?" Are you worthy of your dead aunt? ”

Mrs. Mu is a wound in Mu Chaoci's heart, as long as she mentions it, she will definitely anger Song Qingzhou!

"Shut up! It's not your turn to judge my family's affairs here! Mu Chaoci stood up suddenly, his sharp eyes were like a poisoned knife, staring at Ren Mengyan fiercely, as if she was going to kill her if she said a word.

smiled sarcastically, tears flowed wantonly on Ren Mengyan's cheeks, even if Song Qingzhou was the murderer of Mrs. Mu, but now he still regards her as a family member, and she, the nominal girlfriend, is just a disguise.

"If the aunt under Jiuquan knew that you cared about Song Qingzhou so much, would she not be blind?"

For so many years, Ren Mengyan has relied on this incident to sit in the position of Mu Chaoci's girlfriend, and is even about to become Mrs. Mu.

But because of Song Qingzhou, all this is about to be ruined.

Hatred burst out from the depths of her pent-up heart, Ren Mengyan let it out, tore the dress on her body hard, and hugged Mu Chaoci's broad lumbar muscles.

The pungent smell of perfume and the warm body on Ren Mengyan's body passed through his shirt into his limbs.

Without a minute of hesitation, Mu Chaoci pushed her away violently, his eyes suddenly darkened, "I have indulged you all these years just because you pumped blood to my mother when she died, and in five years, I have repaid your kindness, so please Miss Ren be self-respecting, don't come to harass me!" ”

"Uncle Li, send off!" After speaking, he walked out of the study indifferently.

Ren Mengyan looked at his resolute back, tears couldn't stop flowing, clenched her palms, and blood flowed out along with her nails.

You forced me to do anything!

In just half a minute, the housekeeper Uncle Li came to the study and looked at Ren Mengyan with some embarrassment.

Wrapped in clothes, her eyes flashed, and Ren Mengyan quickly walked out of the Mu family's villa.

Behind the windowsill, Mu Chaoci took a deep breath of his cigar, smoke came out, he narrowed his eyes, looked indifferently in the direction where Ren Mengyan left, and then took out his mobile phone.

"How's that going on with what I asked you to check?"

"President, a lot of the news on the Internet was indeed sent by Ren Guangsleeve, but I still can't find sufficient evidence." Anchen replied truthfully.

After the disrupted wedding, the shares of Mu Song Group fell seriously, and Mu Chaoci felt that something was wrong, so he asked Anchen to investigate.

"Anchen, investigate all the movements of Ren Mengyan in the past five years, and distribute the documents I prepared in advance." The guess in his heart was confirmed, and Mu Chaoci's dark eyes flashed with a dangerous light.