Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Mu Zening looked at Tangtang, "Stop making trouble."

"No trouble." She smiled.

Mu Zening was silent.

After a while, he sat down by the bed, lit a cigarette for himself, breathed in his lungs, and exhaled a faint mist, lingering.

She crawled over, grabbed his shoulders, with one hand to catch the smoke in the air, a little boring to entertain herself.

"You missed your hand last time, Murong Cheng will not be unprepared." After a long time, Mu Zening said, "You are smart, but people are not as easy to deal with as you think. If there is another accident, you may not be able to retreat."

Bouncing off the ashes, Mu Zening said: "When you have enough, I will send you back to the village."

The hand holding the shoulder tightened sharply, and the nail was deep into the flesh.

Mu Zening frowned slightly, glanced down, and said nothing.

"If you haven't played enough, you will never have enough!" The little girl said viciously with gloomy eyes.

Mu Zening laughed softly, pulled her hand away, and then touched her head, "But I can't support you anymore, Tangtang."

Ghosts are too greedy, they will only want more and more.

Raising ghosts was originally to facilitate things for themselves, but now the direction is wrong, Mu Zening can't tame it.

He got up and left, closing the door.

The little **** the bed stared at the door quietly. There was no sound around her. For a long time, she murmured: "I can support you..."

...

Early the next morning, Mu Zening woke up.

After opening his eyes, he didn't get up immediately, but quietly looked at the ceiling, thinking about the day after day and when the end would be the end.

……Dull.

Get up as usual, change clothes, wash, pass by Tangtang's room when going downstairs, the door is wide open.

Mu Zening glanced at it.

The slippers are one by one, the quilts are stacked randomly, and there is no one on the bed.

Mu Zening walked in and stood in the empty room, silent for a long time.

"It's naughty again." He said lightly, as if sighing, "When will I be good..."

After thinking about it, Mu Zening sighed softly, packed his luggage and prepared to go out.

He dragged the leather suitcase and walked slowly out of the hospital door.

The security guards and servants of Mu's family had already changed a batch of them inside and out. The security guards didn't know him, and just treated him as a friend of Miss Er's and didn't care.

It took only ten steps to leave Mu's house, and there were rapid footsteps behind him.

Mu Zening stopped, turned and looked over, seeing Mu Ling hurriedly chasing after him.

Mu Ling ran up to him, too late to catch his breath, and asked, "...San, San, where are you going?"

Mu Zening raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her quietly.

Mu Ling pressed his lips. Where is Mu Zening going, how could he tell her?

Not reconciled, she asked, "Are you still coming back?"

Mu Zening smiled: "Is this inappropriate?"

He is a wanted criminal, staying at Mu's house, if his whereabouts are revealed, it will hurt Mu Ling and Mu Yun.

What's more, he never intended to treat Mu's family as his permanent residence.

Mu Ling's eyes were red, and she knew that Mu Zening could not stay here forever, but if he stayed for one more day and there was one more person in Mu's family, she felt that this home hadn't been separated yet.

"How did it become like this?" Mu Ling murmured, "Our house, why did it become like this..."

"Yes." Mu Zening raised his eyes to look at the high wall and deep house in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, "Unknowingly, it has become like this."

The Mu family, who once played a pivotal role in Qingjiang, has undergone changes for more than a decade. Today, only two young women are left to support it.

Mu Zening lowered his head, his eyes fell on Mu Ling in front of him. In just three years, she has changed tremendously, from a wayward and coquettish eldest lady to a director who can be the sole director of the company...

"If the company is struggling too hard, find a good man and get married quickly." Mu Zening looked at her, finished speaking lightly, and left with the suitcase.

Obviously he didn't say anything sensational, but Mu Ling was very sad.

She wanted to cry.