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Chapter 211 Then I have to thank you for not killing me?

Seeing that the person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and there was a deafening silence, Qin Chuyu let out an imperceptible breath and added a rare sentence:

"He's not dead. Ah Hao held back. He has several broken ribs and his arms and legs are broken. Before twelve o'clock, find the national player, Mr. Wang, and he can bring him back."

Mu Qingcheng's slightly relieved voice finally came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, I understand. I will contact Mr. Wang later."

"Ah."

“Salted fish.”

"Ok?"

"Don't do anything to my mom, okay? I'll be there in a minute. I'll take care of it."

Mu Qingcheng really didn't want to see the person closest to her being wiped out by the father of her child.

As always, just like five years ago, she didn't want the person she loved to be troubled by her relatives, or even killed...

"Yes, there are conditions."

"You said."

"We'll talk when you get there."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qingcheng took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and dialed another number:

"Hello, Mr. Wang? I'm Qingcheng, are you free now?"

"Well, that's right. My eldest brother had an accident. His arms and legs were broken, and several ribs were fractured. I just want to ask you..."

"Okay, okay, okay! Thank you, Mr. Wang. I'll visit you when I have time!"

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qingcheng rubbed her flawless face with her hands. From the rearview mirror, one could clearly see the trace of fatigue between her brows.

The mind is haggard.

She was already overwhelmed by many things. She had finally sorted them out and was ready to take action, but her own family members gave her this trouble again!

From the dead salted fish's calm tone that made her heart tremble a little, Mu Qingcheng knew that the little relationship she had worked so hard to build with the salted fish over the past few months was completely wasted.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was the child's mother, Mu Qingcheng knew that the person who took action would definitely not be Ji Haoran!

Just a little bit, just a little bit, and she would be forced to make the choice that she least wanted to face!

boom!

Mu Qingcheng slammed her fist on the steering wheel, and her eyes instantly turned red.

After adjusting for less than ten seconds, Mu Qingcheng wiped away the tears that were a bit broken and aggrieved at the corner of her eyes.

Mu Qingcheng sniffed, started the car again, glanced in the rearview mirror, turned on the left turn signal, and continued to rush towards Qin Chuyu.

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In the courtyard of Muxue Chunfeng Pavilion, Mu Ning hurriedly walked in with a few people.

As soon as she came in, Mu Ning saw Mu Zhan and others nailed to the wall.

Mu Ning's face turned pale in an instant, and she hurriedly walked in front of Mu Zhan, calling out anxiously: "Ah Zhan! Ah Zhan!"

Mu Zhan tried hard to raise his head and saw that it was his mother. Mu Zhan tried hard to force a smile, but his consciousness finally couldn't hold on and he fainted.

"A Zhan! A Zhan!"

"Who! Who did it! Who on earth beat my son like this!"

Seeing that her son was so seriously injured, Mu Ning's eyes were red and her face, although old but still young, became ferocious at this moment.

"Mrs. Mu."

Ji Haoran's call of "Mrs. Mu" made Mu Ning turn her gaze to him. By the way, she also saw Xiao Qi and Xiao Ming, who were eating not far from Ji Haoran with curious looks on their faces.

When Mu Ning saw the two little ones who looked almost exactly like her daughter when she was a child, as if they were carved from the same mold, her eyes froze and her face showed surprise.

But she reacted quickly, and turned her gaze back to Ji Haoran and Mu Xueer beside him. She took a deep breath and asked, "Ji Haoran? Xueer, who did it? Who beat my son like this!"

"Is it that Qin Chuyu?!"

Ji Haoran shook his head, "No, it's me."

Ji Haoran's answer made Mu Ning stunned for a moment, and then she became furious and asked harshly: "Ji Haoran! Why did you hit my son so hard? Even if Ah Zhan was not on good terms with you before, you didn't have to beat him like this!"

"It's all in the past! Why can't you just let A Zhan go this time just because I'm Xue'er's cousin?!"

Ji Haoran stretched out a finger and said, "First, how can you just say that the past is 'the past' and it can be resolved?"

"If he or you had apologized to me for those things, I might have really let it go and just treated it as a joke we played when we were young."

"But, after so many years, neither he nor you have ever apologized or given an explanation for what happened in the past."

"Right and wrong should never be resolved, nor will they be easily forgotten with the passage of time. It is even more inappropriate for your words to write off the harm your son has caused me."

Ji Haoran's words made Mu Ning's face even uglier.

Ji Haoran used to be just an ordinary person. Although he was outstanding, his family background was average, so she didn’t take him seriously.

How could he apologize for something that in her eyes was just like a child's play?

But Ji Haoran now is very different from before!

The fact that he was the second boss of Yaoxue Group was enough to make her dare not underestimate him.

"two."

Ji Haoran slowly extended his second finger and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you are Xue'er's cousin, I wouldn't have beaten him like this."

"If my master had taken action, Mu Zhan would not have been simply seriously injured."

Mu Ning sneered: "In that case, I have to thank you for showing mercy."

Ji Haoran didn't care about the sarcasm in Mu Ning's tone, and continued, "By the way, my master said that this matter is between him and Mu Qingcheng. If you, the Mu family, use this method again or test his bottom line, then even if you were not involved in what happened five years ago, he will clear you of it."

Mu Ning laughed in anger, "Then let's see if he has this..."

Before Mu Ning could finish her words, a burst of neat and hurried footsteps sounded.

Under the gaze of several people, a dozen well-trained bodyguards wearing suits and with serious faces walked in first.

They lined up in two rows and stood in position.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen fully armed soldiers walked in in neat steps.

They also stood in two rows like the bodyguards who came in earlier, making room for them at the door.

Under Mu Ning's surprised gaze, an old man in a Zhongshan suit, leaning on a cane, with gray hair and a spirited look, and a soldier in a military uniform with three gold stars on his shoulders, who looked to be in his sixties but still walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger and was majestic and awe-inspiring, walked in.

"Mr. Zhong?"

"General Wang Xing?!"