400: C400 Hell Without Gate

C400 Hell Without Gate

When the last ray of sunlight from P City sank down, Mo Xiaoyun's spaceship just happened to stop above the forest near Hua Family. This was the landing spot that he and Mu Qingqing had agreed on after a discussion. He had been back and forth for a long time, and he was already used to it.

He put on the black T-shirt and the cool sunglasses that Ren Xinru bought for him. With his two small hands in his pockets, he headed towards his destination with a cold expression.

A statue of a man in red and yellow stood in the doorway, smiling as it greeted everyone who came to the restaurant. Mo Xiaoyun raised his head and looked at the golden M. This was where he and Mu Qingqing usually met.

The McDonald's was not very quiet, and because it was located in the most prosperous area of P City, there were a lot of people coming and going. But because of this, the meeting between Mu Qingqing and Mo Xiaoyun didn't attract too much attention.

After ordering two sets of dishes, Mu Qingqing carried away one serving while Mo Xiaoyun carried away one serving himself. After finding a table for two, the two of them sat opposite of each other.

"Mu Qingqing opened a book on economics at her side, her gaze fixated on her own book." Hua Family is too good to me, and it's only because I've seen them in P City that Elder Hua treats me this well? "

Mo Xiaoyun bit on Cola's plastic straw and looked around, not understanding his words. The Hua Family had been good to her for more than a day or two, why did she only remember to ask this question today?

"It took me a while to think of this question. Don't you think that Hua Family is a bit too abnormal for me? " Mu Qingqing continued to ask.

"Don't you humans have a lot of love? Elder Hua is so good to you, he is not lacking in money and his mental state is also quite normal, so it should be because of your kindness that moved him. " Mo Xiaoyun explained with reason.

"But I don't seem to have done anything for him …" Mu Qingqing thought back carefully. She just bumped into Elder Hua at the airport. To be specific, she really didn't do anything kind for Elder Hua.

"That could be because your gambling skills are superb. He saw that you were a seedling of a disciple. That's why he kept you by his side?" Mo Xiaoyun took a bite of the juicy hamburger and licked the salad dressing on his lips in satisfaction.

"He's never asked me to show him a game in a year." Mu Qingqing turned over a page. There was no love without a reason, and there was no hate without a reason. Elder Hua treating her like this now made her feel uneasy.

"Ugh …" Ask him yourself, then. " No matter how he guessed, he couldn't figure out Elder Hua's motive. After all, he had never hurt Mu Qingqing, nor had he made use of her.

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly. Should she go and ask? He didn't know where to start.

"Elder sister, are you really not planning to return to the Mu Family?" The little guy ate half of the hamburger and looked worriedly at Mu Qingqing, worrying about her future.

It wasn't that she didn't have the chance to return to Mu Family during this past year, Mo Xiaoyun was especially worried that she wouldn't fare well. However, the truth was, Mu Qingqing could eat as she liked, sleep as she pleased, and on the surface, there didn't seem to be any problems.

After such a long time of peace and quiet, Mo Xiaoyun also felt that the past was over and that no one should pursue it.

However, Mu Qingqing didn't think so!

"I have already cut off all ties with Mu Family. Their affection for me was buried in the ground when they chose to erect a tablet for me." Mu Qingqing's heart felt as painful as if a piece of meat had been gouged out when she said those words.

"Whatever sister does, I will do." Mo Xiaoyun dipped his French fries in the tomato sauce and ate with satisfaction.

"I don't want to do anything to Mu Family. As long as they don't provoke me right now, I guarantee that I won't do anything to them." This was her last act of kindness. Mu Qingqing vowed solemnly.

"..."

In the Mu Family living room, Mu Anren was drenched from inside out.

He drove back to his house and looked at the cold stove. Mu Qingqing usually had at least one bowl left for dinner when she was at home, not because it was a waste but to let him have a hot meal when he returned home.

But now, the kitchen was completely owned by Su Cuiyun and the servants she hired. They cleaned up the kitchen and ate their dinner. Since she knew that he often worked overtime at the company, she did not leave him a bowl of cold rice.

The only person who could still maintain Mu Qingqing's habits was Aunt Qiong. But Aunt Qiong stayed in A city, and Mu Family sent her away. Su Cuiyun suggested that Aunt Qiong's home was in A city, and her Zhaoxi City was too far away. Mu Anren remembered that Aunt Qiong's son was also studying in A city, so he gave her a severance pay. However, he didn't expect Su Cuiyun to only give him 200 yuan as compensation for deducting the 2000 yuan.

It was late at night. Mu Anren had turned on all the lights in the living room and the room was lit up, but his heart was empty.

It was true that this was his home, but unfortunately, the feeling of having no home was not warm enough.

When he returned home, Su Cuiyun was asleep, Mu Xiaoyou was probably still doing homework, and Mu Yichen was still playing games in his room. The greatest interaction between them should be at the dining table. However, at the dining table, everyone would usually do their own business once they had finished eating. There was no feeling of intimacy or liveliness at all.

In the past, when Mu Qingqing was at home, she could still quarrel a little. Now, even the sounds of quarrelling could no longer be heard. It seemed that living was all about eating, working, and sleeping.

Lying on the soft sofa, Mu Anren looked up at the glittering crystal lamp above his head. He thought back to how Mu Qingqing called him Mr. Mu in a cold and distant manner.1

"Anren, why are you soaked all over." Su Cuiyun, who had slept for a while at night, woke up again. Seeing that the light downstairs was on, she went downstairs to take a look.

She saw Mu Anren, who was covered in wet clothes, sitting on the cloth sofa in his house and making it dirty. She, who was a little obsessed with cleanliness, could not help but lose her temper, "You're already so wet, why are you still sitting on the sofa? You've already dirtied your home."

Mu Anren ignored him and continued to look up at the ceiling. His mood was like a walking corpse.

"Seeing that he did not move, Su Cuiyun instantly realized that her attitude wasn't right." Anren, why are you in the rain? "

"I see it's clear." Mu Anren twitched his lips and replied in a hoarse voice.

Following his gaze, Su Cuiyun looked up at the ceiling and felt a burst of fear. Could it be that she had seen Mu Qingqing's soul?

"An …" Anren, you drank too much. Qing Qing was already dead. She wouldn't be able to come back. "Don't keep thinking about it." Su Cuiyun ventured to advise Mu Anren.

"I mean, I saw it clear at the party today." Mu Anren sat up straight and took out his cigarette case from the tea table.

"You saw her at the party?" "Su Cuiyun's mouth twitched, Mu Anren was probably drunk." Anren, take a hot bath and go to bed early. I think you drank too much today. "

"I didn't drink too much. She's still alive. I talked to her." Mu Anren's eyes were filled with the pain of defeat, but it was a pity that there was a layer of dust in Su Cuiyun's eyes and she couldn't see his pain.

"This... "How is that possible!?" He had clearly sent that damned girl into the village. How could he still have the chance to return alive? Mu Anren must have drank too much and seen wrongly! Su Cuiyun walked down the stairs with quick steps. She felt a chill down her spine.

"She called me Mister Mu. This child must have a lot of grievances in his heart." Mu Anren thought for a while after lighting up the cigarette. "No, I must fetch her back tomorrow."

Su Cuiyun blinked blankly. Mu Anren didn't look drunk today. Did he really see Mu Qingqing?

"Anren, don't mess around. Clear certificates of death have already been opened. Calm down. She must have called you Mr. Mu because she doesn't know you. It's normal for some people in this world to look alike. It would be such a shame if you didn't recognize them as your own children. " Whether it was her or not, Mu Anren had to stop himself from going to find her. A person who had already sold his account book, what was he doing back here!?

"Rest assured, I will definitely bring her back. Not a single child with Mu Family can be lost. " It was fine if Mo Xiaoyun lost him, since he didn't have the surname Mu after all, he wasn't related by blood to Mu Family, so it didn't matter if he lost him. However, Mu Qingqing was his daughter. It was already depressing enough that he didn't find her corpse back then. Now that she was still alive, he had to acknowledge her as his ancestor no matter what.

Su Cuiyun gritted her teeth. Her expression was pretty. She went up to Mu Anren and supported him, smiling as she said, "Did you really see her at the royal ball? "Are you sure it's her?"

"How could I recognize my daughter wrongly?" Mu Anren asked her angrily. Qing Qing is our daughter, do you think I would recognize her wrongly? "

As if she had something stuck in her throat, Su Cuiyun stopped his hand for a moment.

"I'll bring her back tomorrow." Mu Anren took Su Cuiyun's shoulder. "Cuiyun, you must not lose a single one of your children!"

Su Cuiyun was suddenly embraced by him. When she looked up, she saw the seriousness in Mu Anren's eyes. He really thought of her as Su Cuiyun.

"Let's go wash up and sleep first. We'll talk tomorrow if anything happens." Su Cuiyun lowered her head. She had never hated Mu Qingqing so much before. Even if he died, he wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life.

The thunderstorm tonight was a bit heavy, and the water flowing through the Mu Family windows seemed to have been poured over and over.

Su Cuiyun stood by the window with her arms crossed over her chest, the undercurrents in her eyes surging.

"There is a path to heaven, but you refuse to walk it. There is no door to hell, and you insist on breaking through it. If you don't come back, then our lives will be very quiet. Since you want to come back and fight me, then don't blame me for being ruthless. " Su Cuiyun muttered to herself as she looked out the window into the endless darkness. For the first time, she felt a deep sense of crisis, as if the company she had painstakingly managed for so many years was about to be crushed by someone else.

She had a feeling that Mu Qingqing's return was definitely not a coincidence. Regardless of whether she lost her memories or not, she had to die.

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