Thinking of Du Tingting, Mu Mian's conscience, which had been destroyed, suddenly began to ache dully.

Du Tingting’s death will be an eternal pain in Mu Mian’s heart.

Seeing that Du Tingting's clothes looked familiar and that she kept stroking her belly, Mu Mian realized something and murmured, "Is this the day she fell and had the miscarriage?"

"yes."

Mu Mian stared at the video intently, various thoughts flashing through his mind.

Song Ci would not show him useless things. She specially edited the surveillance footage of Tingting's miscarriage for him to see, which explained a problem -

Tingting’s miscarriage was most likely not an accident!

With such a skeptical attitude, Mu Mian was frightened when he saw Du Tingting walking up the stairs.

When he saw Mu Qiu applying the facial cream in the middle of the stairs and understood the purpose of Mu Qiu's doing so, all his muscles tensed up.

Mu Mian was struck by lightning. He clenched his fists and his eyes bulged out. "How could it be her?"

Mu Mian completely collapsed after seeing Du Tingting step on the stairs that Mu Qiu had tampered with and fall down the corridor bleeding profusely.

"This is impossible!" He pounded his hands on the table in front of him, his eyes bloodshot, and just looking at it made Song Ci feel relieved.

Song Ci turned off the tablet and put it back into her bag.

She leisurely admired Mu Mian's reaction. At this moment, he was like a mentally ill patient, his eyes were red, and he kept repeating the same sentence over and over again -

This is impossible.

Song Ci spoke softly, interrupting the lunatic's ramblings. "Why is that impossible?"

Mu Mian closed his mouth, slowly raised his head and stared at Song Ci.

Song Ci's face was filled with sorrow. She said in a deep voice, "How can it be impossible? She has been your only daughter for twenty years. Now that she is ill and has not much time left, the arrival of a new life at this time would be a blow and a betrayal to her."

"Anyone who is human will be jealous and unwilling. How could Mu Qiu tolerate the existence of that child?"

"It's a natural instinct for a person to want to survive. Mu Qiu wants you to help her survive. The only way is to make that child disappear, so that she can once again become your one and only, the apple of your eye."

"At that time, you would definitely commit crimes and kill people just to save her."

Song Ci twitched her lips, a chill running down her spine. She was terrified by Mu Qiu's ruthlessness. "Father, think about it yourself. Has Mu Qiu ever hinted at you to take action against Song Fei?"

Mu Mian fell silent.

Although he was unwilling to believe that his kind-hearted daughter would attack her loving biological mother, what Song Ci said made a lot of sense.

With the video as evidence, Mu Mian cannot clear Mu Qiu's name.

In Mu Mian's eyes, Mu Qiu is clean, well-behaved and kind. Mu Mian always feels that his daughter has inherited his wife's kindness and purity.

However, he didn't realize that Mu Qiu still had the despicable and vicious blood inherited from himself.

He dared to kill his father, so Mu Qiu dared to kill his mother!

"How could this happen?" Mu Mian couldn't understand. He wanted to kill his father because his father wasn't a good person. But how good was Tingting to Mu Qiu? She would risk her life for Mu Qiu!

How could Mu Qiu be so cruel as to harm such a good mother!

Mu Mian couldn't understand.

He pulled his hair hard and pulled all the hair out.

Song Ci suddenly said, "If the mother knew that the child's departure was not an accident, but was planned by Mu Qiu, would she still be willing to give her heart to Mu Qiu?"

"I feel so sorry for my mother."

Song Ci stood up, looked at Mu Mian deeply, and said, "I will not come to see you again, father. Have a safe journey."

Have a pleasant journey. May you be born into a happy family in your next life and become an honest and kind person.

After Song Ci left, Mu Mian didn't speak for a long time.

Twenty days later, the Supreme People's Court approved Mu Mian's case. The result remained unchanged, the death penalty was still to be executed immediately.

Mu Mian's execution was scheduled for five days later, by firing squad.

The day after the verdict was handed down, Mu Qiu was finally allowed to visit Mu Mian. Mu Qiu arrived at the visiting room and, looking at Mu Mian, revealed a smile that was uglier than tears.

Seeing his father's hair had turned much paler and wrinkles suddenly appeared on his face, Mu Qiu felt extremely heartbroken and burst into tears on the spot.

Mu Mian looked at Mu Qiu who was crying softly, without saying a word.

Two months had passed since the surgery, and Mu Qiu had fully recovered. A quick glance at her just now showed her face to be quite rosy. Hearing her cry, Mu Mian wanted to ask Mu Qiu: "Why did you treat your mother like that?"

But he endured it.

After crying for a while, Mu Qiu picked up the phone.

Mu Mian also picked up the phone and heard Mu Qiu call out, "Dad."

He nodded slightly.

Mu Qiu suddenly didn't know what to say. She had a lot to say in her heart, but when she really wanted to speak, she didn't know where to start.

Mu Mian suddenly asked her, "Is your heart still adapting?"

Mu Qiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Everything is fine. There's no obvious rejection reaction."

"That's your mother's heart. How could she reject you?" Mu Mian looked at his daughter's face, which bore a striking resemblance to his wife's, and couldn't help but say, "I've hated and hurt many people in my life, but I've truly cherished and loved your mother my entire life."

Mu Qiu nodded and said, "I know, I know everything. Dad loves Mom the most."

Mu Mian added, "In my entire life, I've never hit your mother, not even a slap. In the more than 20 years we've been married, we only had a few arguments in the first two years."

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