I'm back

As Mu Zi'an was thinking, a figure rushed over. Before Mu Zi'an could react, he was hugged by that figure. He smelled the long-lost fragrance from that person and heard that person's murmur in his ear: "It's okay, it's okay!" Although she sounded very calm, she couldn't hide the sob in her voice.

This was his mother, yet she was brutally murdered by the man he called his father. How tragic! All because of that woman's words: "Now that I'm back, I will protect you, Mother!"

When he came to his senses, he found his mother looking at him with a worried expression. "You're finally awake! I was so worried! How are you feeling now?" Mu Zi'an composed himself and said, "Mother, I'm sorry to have worried you!"

Mu looked at Mu Zi'an with some helplessness and said, "I told you not to mess with that woman, but you wouldn't listen. You know how much your father values ​​her. If it happens again, I won't be able to protect you. Think about it carefully. I'm leaving now and will come to see you later. Getting some rest is the most important thing." After saying that, she left.

My mother was such a good person, yet her life was ruined by that man. She was his lawfully wedded wife, yet she was always overshadowed by that woman. Even so, my mother never complained. But their biggest mistake was taking my mother's life in exchange. What right did that woman have? Mu Zi'an grew angrier and more resentful. Looking at his wounds, Mu Zi'an thought, "The debts of this life and the next, I will repay you tenfold!"

Mu Zian suppressed the hatred in his heart and slowly calmed himself down. Just as he was about to meditate, a noise suddenly broke out outside. Mu Zian was in a terrible mood. He opened the door to see who was making such a fuss outside his house!

As soon as the door opened, he was one step closer to the source of the noise, and in short, it got even louder. "Mu Zi'an, you finally decided to come out! You can still stand up now, can't you? This maid at your door dared to lie to me, saying you were seriously injured and had difficulty even standing up. Now you're perfectly fine! You're quite resilient. I thought you were going to be beaten to death by your father!" The newcomer was as arrogant as ever. After hearing this, Mu Zi'an realized it was this spoiled young lady. He hadn't expected anyone else. Mu Zi'an just stared at her coldly. Mu Mingyue looked at Mu Zi'an's indifferent eyes, but still pretended to be nonchalant and continued to provoke him: "What, acting so indifferent? Do you really think you're the young master here? You're just like your mother, something everyone despises! It's only thanks to your mother's good looks that you survived. Can you guess what your mother is doing now?"

Hearing her provocative words, Mu Zi'an leaped behind Mu Mingyue, grabbed her throat, and whispered in her ear, "Sister, can I kill you now? There's no one else here besides my two maids. Forget it, killing you directly is no fun. If you die, no one will play with me anymore." Mu Mingyue felt the hand gripping her throat loosen slightly, but not completely. Mu Zi'an stealthily pulled a knife from his sleeve and slowly placed it against Mu Mingyue's face, saying each word carefully, "Sister's face is truly beautiful. Let me add some decorations. Don't worry, it will make you even more outstanding."

Mu Mingyue could feel the knife in Mu Zi'an's hand tracing its path across her face. She panicked instantly. What did he mean by making her face more striking? He clearly wanted to disfigure her; it was all an excuse. All she wanted to do was escape, but she couldn't. Mu Zi'an watched her struggle in his arms, trying to break free. She knew Mu Zi'an was crazy, but she hadn't expected him to actually do it. His hand slipped, and a cut appeared on Mu Mingyue's face. Mu Mingyue screamed, "You madman! Let me go, or you'll regret it!" Mu Zi'an casually added, "Originally, I was planning to let you go, but you shouldn't have brought up my mother. You used her to provoke me; wasn't that the result you wanted? Isn't this what you wanted?" He then slashed her face again.

Mu Mingyue struggled frantically, but Mu Zi'an mercilessly slashed her face dozens of times, leaving it a bloody mess, a truly gruesome sight. When the Mu family arrived, they saw a young lady of the Mu family brandishing a knife, shouting and threatening Mu Zi'an. Mu Zi'an looked at Mu Mingyue with terror. Seeing this, Mu Mingyue became even angrier. Wasn't she so arrogant just now, slashing her face so many times? What's with the act of innocence now!

Mu Mingyue charged directly at Mu Zi'an with her knife. Su Jinxi happened to be passing by to see what was happening and witnessed this scene. He unleashed a spell at Mu Mingyue, and with a clang, the dagger fell to the ground. Su Jinxi looked at the long-absent Mu Zi'an with some excitement. He stepped forward, checked on him, and found that Mu Zi'an was unharmed, which put his mind at ease. As for Mu Mingyue, seeing Su Jinxi come to Mu Zi'an's side, Mu Mingyue was extremely resentful. She was jealous of Mu Zi'an, and even when her father arrived, she hadn't calmed down.

When Mu Zian's scumbag father learned of the trouble in his household, he rushed back. Seeing his daughter's face covered in bruises, his eyes were filled with heartache. When he looked at Mu Zian, his eyes were filled with disgust. Mu Zian felt no emotion whatsoever. In his past life, he always thought it was his own fault, only to later realize that his father genuinely disliked him. Seeing the undisguised disgust in Mu Zian's father's eyes, Su Jinxi felt a pang of guilt. She realized how miserable he had been in the Mu household. She was grateful he had returned; she could finally bring Mu Zian back.

Hearing what those people were saying, Mu's father glanced at Mu Zi'an impatiently, as if it were all his fault. Mu Zi'an forced himself to accept it, but his heart still ached, though his face remained calm. Su Jinxi looked at him without speaking; after all, being treated like this by family would hurt anyone, but he felt sorry for him. He slowly took Mu Zi'an's hand, wanting to tell him not to be sad, that he was there for him. Mu Zi'an looked at him with a complex expression. He didn't want to have too much involvement with Su Jinxi; the knife wound from their past life had already severed the bond between them.

Su Jinxi looked at Mu Zian and thought he was moved by her. Su Jinxi thought Mu Zian had no memory of his past life, so she always wanted to be good to him and wanted him to stop walking down the narrow bridge of his past life, which led him to a dead end and never turn back.