As if to verify that, Chong Wanying raised her hand to touch Mu Yanzhou's face.

She was very apprehensive, thinking that she would touch a fog and that the dream would immediately return to reality.

But when her hand really touched the warm skin, she dared to believe that it was not a dream.

And the man who looked at her tenderly in front of her was the man she had loved for most of her life, Mu Yanzhou.

"Yanzhou, it's really your ......"

Chong Wanying endured the pain and snuggled into Mu Yanzhou's arms, Mu Yanzhou lowered her eyes and looked at her, and only slowly spoke after a while: "The wound doesn't hurt anymore?" ”

"It hurts," Chong Wanying's face has not recovered its blood color until now, she has always been in pain, but at this moment, there is a happy smile on the corner of her mouth: "You are by my side, it doesn't hurt so much." ”

Mu Yanzhou said: "The strangulation marks on your neck have become bruised, and the skin is broken, if you don't deal with it, in case of bacterial infection, you will be even more painful." ”

As soon as she heard Mu Yanzhou say this, Chong Wanying raised her hand and touched her neck, her fingertips just touched the broken skin, and she gasped: "Hiss......"

"Don't move, I'll take care of it for you." As he spoke, Mu Yanzhou opened the lid of iodine.

This time, Chong Wanying did not move again.

When Mu Yanzhou treated the strangulation marks on Chong Wanying's neck, Chong Wanying looked at him so stupidly, her eyes full of admiration.

"Weaving is not sensible, don't be angry." After dealing with the strangulation marks, Mu Yanzhou suddenly said this.

Chong Wanying immediately shook her head: "Yanzhou, I'm fine, I don't mind, she just misunderstood me." ”

Mu Yanzhou smiled: "Weaving has a personality with me, too stubborn." ”

Chong Wanying's tongue was bitter: "Weaving is indeed very similar to you, especially her eyebrows and eyes, which are very similar to you." ”

As long as people who have seen Mu Yanzhou and Wen Weaving at the same time, they will definitely see the similarities in the eyebrows and eyes of the father and daughter.

Wen Weaving's eye shape, eye distance, and eyebrow shape are all very similar to Mu Yanzhou, and there are very few parts like Wen Yinxi.

Every time Chong Wanying saw Wen Zhi's eyebrows, she couldn't help but wander, because the person in her mind was Mu Yanzhou.

Mu Yanzhou put iodophor into the medicine box, then took out a syringe and a bottle of medicine, and sucked the medicine in the bottle into the syringe in front of Zhong Wanying.

Chong Wanying watched, puzzled in her eyes: "Yanzhou, what is this for?" ”

The smile in Mu Yanzhou's eyebrows was as gentle as just now: "It's a tetanus needle." ”

At this moment, no matter what Mu Yanzhou said, Chong Wanying would believe it, he said it was a tetanus injection, she believed it, and her heart was even warmer: "Yanzhou, thank you." ”

Mu Yanzhou didn't answer, he pushed the medicine in the syringe, and then said softly: "Close your eyes." ”

Chong Wanying did so, snuggled in Mu Yanzhou's arms and closed her eyes.

Zhanfeng, who was standing not far from the car, glanced into the car from time to time, the window was not closed, and from his vision, he saw the picture of Mr. Mu and Chong Wanying being almost intimate countless times.

Zhan Feng frowned and said to himself: "What is Mr. Mu going to do?" ”

He wanted to get closer.

However, when he took two steps, the window of the car slowly rose, and the one-way glass completely blocked Zhanfeng's view, and nothing could be seen in the car.

Zhanfeng's eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Mu Yanzhou slowly pushed the syringe and injected the potion into Chong Wanying's body little by little, she didn't struggle at all, and her eyes were closed.

It wasn't until he pulled out the needle that she opened her eyes.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly realized that her body seemed to have been suddenly drained of all its strength, like a puddle of mud slipping down.

And Mu Yanzhou just watched coldly, and didn't reach out to help her anymore.

"Yanzhou ......" Chong Wanying's weak body leaned against the inner wall of the car door, unable to move anymore.

And her reddened eyes were already filled with fear.

Mu Yanzhou took off the needle on the syringe, carefully put it away, and put it back into the medicine box along with the syringe.

After doing this slowly, Mu Yanzhou looked at Chong Wanying, whose face was a little sickly due to long-term poor health, and there was a chill on her face.

He asked, "Doesn't it hurt that much?" ”

Chong Wanying was stunned.

The neck doesn't hurt that much.

But her body was like a puddle of mud, and it was more painful for her than smelling the soothing incense that soaked in the potion.

She couldn't move at all.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the medicine that Mu Yanzhou injected her just now?

Mu Yanzhou's thin lips opened lightly, and he read out a name: "Hong Wanying." ”

The moment the words fell.

Chong Wanying's pupils suddenly constricted.

And what frightened Chong Wanying even more was that Mu Yanzhou didn't know when he had an extra knife in his hand. The knife was stained with blood that was almost dry, and it was even a little familiar.

Soon, Chong Wanying's mind came to mind the scene where Wen Ori took a knife to cut off the flesh of her fingers......

At this time, Mu Yanzhou also deliberately asked: "Is it familiar?" ”

Chong Wanying shook her head: "Yanzhou, what are you going to do?" ”

Mu Yanzhou slowly picked up Chong Wanying's hand, and the knife gestured to the fingers close to her, but when Chong Wanying realized what Mu Yanzhou might be about to do, she couldn't scream.

With a bang.

It was the sound of flesh being cut.

When Chong Wanying came to her senses, she saw that her index finger had been cut off a piece of meat......

Blood splattered on Mu Yanzhou's clothes like a pillar, he didn't care, the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes showed that it seemed that this moment was Chong Wanying's purgatory on earth.

Chong Wanying was so painful that she could barely scream, and she could only watch helplessly as her fingers were bleeding.

When she looked at Mu Yanzhou again, the love in her eyes turned into hatred, and she said word by word in a hoarse voice: "Mu Yanzhou, why are you doing this to me!" Why ......"

The tenderness in Mu Yanzhou's eyebrows was long gone, he took out his mobile phone, and the screen was recording at the moment, and the recording time had passed twenty-six minutes.

In other words, from the moment Mu Yanzhong got in the car, he began to record.

And the reason why he recorded was to cleanly remove Wen Weaving's mistake of kidnapping Chong Wanying, and get Chong Wanying's personal forgiveness, and the recording was over.

Mu Yanzhou can endure anything, but he can't bear his daughter to be charged with murder in the future.

He was going to pluck Wen Ori out of it.

He said: "Oriori is not sensible, this time she is reckless, don't blame her." ”

Chong Wanying's face was painful, the blood on her fingers was still seeping out, and she called him in a trembling voice: "Mu Yanzhou, I don't blame her......"

Mu Yanzhou asked: "Then this time, does it have anything to do with weaving?" ”

"No, it has nothing to do with weaving." Chong Wanying shook her head, she couldn't see the screen of the mobile phone that was recording, she only hoped that her obedience could get a trace of pity from Mu Yanzhou.

Mu Yanzhou smiled with relief.

After getting Chong Wanying's forgiveness, he tapped the screen, stopped recording, and then saved the recording and quickly sent it to Gu Rang and Zhanfeng.

This is evidence of Bunori's involvement.

In the end, Mu Yanzhou put away his mobile phone as he wished, his eyes fell on Chong Wanying, and his eyebrows became cold: "Hong Wanying, it's time to settle old accounts." (End of chapter)