Wen Zhiling's face turned pale, tears welled up in his eyes, and he looked very pitiful. Song Qingmo exclaimed, "Wow, this guy has such acting skills, he deserves to be a movie emperor in his previous life."

Song Qingmo hadn't expected Mu Hengshi to speak so harshly. He wanted to go up and see if Mu Hengshi had a fever. What nonsense was he talking about? The person in front of him was his sweetheart who he had always thought about.

He didn't sympathize with Wen Zhiling because, from the beginning, Wen Zhiling had already made his choice: he wanted to climb the tree of Mu Hengshi instead of relying on himself, so he had to bear the corresponding consequences. Song Qingmo had given him the choice, but he still chose this path, so he couldn't blame anyone else.

"What? Am I wrong? People should know themselves and not have delusions. This is very valuable. I'm afraid some people don't understand." Mu Heng said casually, but his eyes were always on Wen Zhiling until he was facing Wen Zhiling's face pretending to cry, "Don't you think so?"

Wen Zhiling clenched his teeth, his face still pitiful, his eyes filled with confusion and anger. "Mu Hengshi, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand. Do you think I approached you on purpose?" Wen Zhiling wanted to explain and run out. But Mu Hengshi didn't give him the stage anymore. He turned his head and didn't look at Wen Zhiling again.

Song Qingmo stood aside, acting as a backdrop, saying nothing but his gaze flickering back and forth between the two of them. What had happened in his previous life? Why had Mu Hengshi treated Wen Zhiling so badly? Logically, it shouldn't have! What had happened after his death? Song Qingmo's brows were furrowed in thought, not noticing that Mu Hengshi had already finished their conversation and was still staring at him.

Seeing him like this, Mu Hengshi had already guessed what Song Qingmo was up to when Wen Zhiling arrived. Was he afraid he'd hurt him again? Mu Hengshi, feeling dejected, withdrew his gaze and smiled wryly. If he told Song Qingmo all the hardships and misunderstandings of his past life... the damage had already happened. Even if there were excuses, what if Song Qingmo refused to accept them? His amnesia and the harm he'd done to Song Qingmo were all his faults, not his fault at all. How could he use these to beg for his forgiveness?

But now he would never make the same mistake again and pretend to be Wen Zhiling's boyfriend.

Song Qingmo sat lost in thought in the coffee shop, barely touching his delicious meal. Wen Zhiling, on the other hand, walked away in a huff, feeling embarrassed.

"Song Qingmo, what are you thinking about?" Mu Hengshi pushed Song Qingmo's shoulder with his hand. Song Qingmo came back to his senses and looked at his shoulder. Mu Hengshi had gone behind him at some point.

"Mu Hengshi, what on earth do you want to do?" Song Qingmo blurted out this question as he looked at Mu Hengshi standing in front of him. "What do you want to do? I said I like you, do you believe me?" As expected, Song Qingmo's face showed a look of astonishment.

"You!" Song Qingmo pointed his finger at Mu Heng, hoping to sound joking, but Mu Heng's expression was strangely serious from beginning to end. He straightened up, as if ready to run away at any time.

Mu Hengshi made a silencing gesture with his hand, squatted down and looked Song Qingmo in the eye. His black pupils seemed to absorb people's souls. Mu Hengshi smiled and said, "Don't say anything. This place is a bit simple today. When I'm ready, I will repeat what I said to you just now." For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little ambiguous.

"..." Strangely, Song Qingmo didn't refute or speak. He lowered his head, not wanting to look directly into Mu Hengshi's eyes. It seemed that he thought of this posture again, as a kind of submission to Mu Hengshi. He raised his head again, but unexpectedly bumped into Mu Hengshi's forehead.

"Are you sick? Why are you so close to me?" Song Qingmo's head was hit when he called the police. The abnormal atmosphere just now disappeared, leaving only Song Qingmo glaring at Mu Heng.

Mu Hengshi ignored the reddened forehead and sighed. He shook his head, thinking that Song Qingmo was still as heartless as ever. "Sorry, I'll try to be more careful next time."

Song Qingmo's attention was focused on the second half of his sentence, "There will be a next time!" Song Qingmo was like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Song Qingmo, please don't avoid my question. Can you think about it carefully?"

"Then let me tell you, it's impossible. I would never choose you even if I had to live alone for the rest of my life."

"I will treat you well for the rest of my life." Mu Hengshi felt sad.

"To speak plainly, who can't do that? Who would know that you would be so caring and concerned about someone the next second, and then kill him without a burial place the next second." Every word Song Qingmo said pierced Mu Hengshi's heart.

His words were clearly referring to what he had done when he had deceived him into the marriage. Song Qingmo didn't care how ugly Mu Hengshi's expression was at the moment. He looked at him with amusement, his tone full of sarcasm.

Mu Hengshi didn't dare to say anything more. He was afraid that Song Qingmo would directly make it clear that he was reborn and break his last hope.

"Have you squatted enough? If you have, stand up. A lot of people are watching you." Many people in the cafe were already staring at them vaguely. After all, both of them were top-notch looking, and their movements were so unusual, so it was no wonder that others were always staring at them.

Mu Hengshi stood up without changing his expression. "Let's go back!" Song Qingmo didn't move, as if glued to the seat. It was really funny. What was their relationship now? Why did she want to go with him? "Now our two families have become enemies. Madam Mu almost wanted to slap me. She told me to stay away from you. I'm afraid your Mu family will blackmail me, so you should stay away from me in the future. Just think of it as accumulating some virtue for yourself. Isn't that good?"

"You won't be in any trouble with your mother, I promise."

"Goodbye. The Song family is not as strong as before. I am not qualified to walk with you anymore, lest others think I am trying to curry favor with you, Young Master Mu."

"Do we really have to be so estranged from each other? I did all this voluntarily. No one will gossip about me. No one will say a word to you. Don't worry. As long as you want..."

"We have no relationship now, it was like that before and it is like that now. I think I made it very clear that time, why do you still keep pestering me?" Song Qingmo's anger was rising to his head. If they were not in a public place now, he would have had a fight with Mu Hengshi. After saying so much, he was pretending to be confused, right? He was reborn, but why was he still so thick-skinned?

She had already hinted that she wanted to stay away from him, not get caught up in the love-hate relationship between him and Wen Zhiling, but she hadn't expected him to keep pestering her. After a long time of probing, nothing came out, but it was clear that Mu Hengshi had no intention of letting Song Qingmo go. Did he have to make him the supporting actor to push their relationship forward?