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An Xiaoxiao stood in front of Mrs. Tang's bed, as if she was in a daze.

She suddenly lost all the strength in her legs, and she fell to her knees by the bed.

Mu Cheng stood aside, his eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly indifferent, but waves were already churning in his heart.

The small confessional room was full of people.

Even the seven elders who didn't come out often came here, their expressions were sad and angry, and the hostility spread in the room.

Besides An Xiaoxiao, there was another person beside the bed, Tang Yisheng.

His behavior at this time is particularly ferocious and terrifying, like a demon crawling out of the secluded capital, his eyes are bloodshot, it is regret and hatred.

Mrs. Tang was lying peacefully on the bed. If it wasn't for her pale face, she would just be sleeping from exhaustion at this moment.An Xiaoxiao held her ice-cold hand, her chest heaved rapidly, but her face was as calm as stagnant water, tears flowed out uncontrollably, soaking half of her cheeks.

The life that was clearly alive just a moment ago, but after a while, has lost all vitality and turned into a corpse that will no longer have emotions.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Mrs. Tang's mouth, but there was an unbearable sadness between her brows. No one knew what she was thinking at the last moment, maybe she was angry, maybe calm, maybe relieved.

"Why did Tang Wanru come in?" An Xiaoxiao's eyes were bloodshot, and she glared fiercely at Aunt Fang.

Aunt Fang burst into tears.

Tang Yisheng on the side said hoarsely: "I brought her here."

An Xiaoxiao was startled, and looked away with a wry smile. She didn't even ask why.

Tang Yisheng choked with sobs, unable to express the emotion on his face: "She said she wanted to come and see, so I brought her in. I thought..."

"Do you think she's here to settle the feud with Mom?" An Xiaoxiao sneered, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, but she slowly got up and said, "As the head of the Tang family, I'm telling you that starting today, all Tang family Those who are here will spare no effort to capture Tang Wanru, regardless of life or death!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Cheng on the side subconsciously frowned.

What he wanted to see was not An Xiaoxiao like this.He only hoped that she could be herself under his wing.But now, the change of things caught him and her off guard.

In the next few days, An Xiaoxiao stayed up almost all night. After burying Mrs. Tang, she officially took over the Tang family.

Mu Cheng stayed by her side all the time, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, and forcibly pulled her back to City A.

Before leaving, Tang Yisheng came to find An Xiaoxiao.

That night, the two siblings sat in the room where Mrs. Tang used to sit. For a long, long time, neither of them spoke.

"You hated her all along?"

Although Tang Yisheng didn't point it out, An Xiaoxiao knew who she was referring to.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Tang Yisheng said: "After all, she is our mother..."

"I know." An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile wryly when she thought of Mrs. Tang's voice and smile.Compared with her, Mrs. Tang's death may have hit Tang Yisheng harder, but Tang Yisheng was just so calm from the beginning to the end. The former idler seemed to suddenly become deep and change so much that Makes people feel weird.

An Xiaoxiao said: "Although I hated her before, I never thought of watching her die. I don't know why Tang Wanru did this. If you want to find her and ask for a reason, I will capture her with my own hands."

Tang Yisheng suddenly covered his face with his hands, and whimpered like a wounded beast: "Do you believe it, Mom must have deliberately let Tang Wanru succeed..."

"I believe."

The two brothers were silent for a while.

Yes, who is Mrs. Tang?It's not that An Xiaoxiao doesn't know how much Tang Wanru weighs. He has fought against her before, and Tang Wanru is not even as good as her. How could he easily hurt Mrs. Tang?

If Mrs. Tang was not willing, how could she have the chance to do it?

An Xiaoxiao had a lot to say, she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.When she got up and walked to the door, she paused without looking back, and said softly: "Maybe she never gave up her plan to make me an enemy of Tang Wanru. Only now do I know that I have never really seen through our mother."

"Then why are you dealing with Tang Wanru?"

An Xiaoxiao's eyes reflecting the night suddenly burst into murderous aura: "Even if Mom did it on purpose, if Tang Wanru didn't have this intention, she wouldn't have this result. From the very beginning, Tang Wanru approached you for this purpose Yes. Based on this, I must make her pay the price!"

**

It was already night when Mu Cheng and An Xiaoxiao returned to City A.

Back at the apartment, An Xiaoxiao nestled into the sofa and didn't want to move anymore.

Mu Cheng went into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with hot water, and carried her in again, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

When she was about to undress her, An Xiaoxiao grabbed his hand and sighed, "I'll do it myself."

Mu Cheng let go of his hand: "Okay."

After saying that, he went out.

An Xiaoxiao soaked in the bathtub, thinking about what had happened in the past few days, only feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

Knowing that Mrs. Tang was responsible for what happened five years ago, she really wished that Mrs. Tang would die, but now that she is dead, she is not happy at all.

No matter how much she hated her, Mrs. Tang had treated her well.False feelings or hypocrisy are not important anymore, all the hatred and resentment will disappear with the passing of Mrs. Tang.

The Tang family is now in her hands, and she is not at all happy.From the beginning to the end, what we want is not this ending.

An Xiaoxiao suddenly felt tired like never before, she didn't even want to move her fingers, she closed her eyes quietly, and just fell asleep without knowing it.

An hour passed, Mu Cheng looked up at the clock on the wall, was startled, and then rushed into the bathroom, seeing a tired man in the hot air.

He couldn't help but lighten his steps, took the big bath towel at the side and picked her up from the cold water, his eyes flashed with pity that he never showed in front of others.

Putting her on the bed, Mu Cheng's emotions were complicated and difficult to understand.

If possible, he only hopes that she can live as heartlessly as she did back then, and he is willing to hold up a sky for her to bear all her joys, anger, sorrows and fears.

But ah, she has become mature.It's not the person who would jump up like a cat whose tail was stepped on at every turn, baring his teeth and dancing at him, but finally compromised in fear of death.

His fingers ran all the way down her forehead, lingering between her eyebrows and eyes, and finally the fingertips fell on her pale lips, feeling a pain in her heart.

He suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since the rosy color of the past appeared on this face...

Unable to bear it, his hand slid all the way down to her chest, without a trace of lust/desire, he carefully described the ugly scar.