Song Qingmo, please go away. Don't stay here. Mu Hengshi was too scared. Every word Song Qingmo said was like a stab in his heart, and now his heart has been broken and bloody. He really wanted to drive Song Qingmo away. He really didn't want to hear him say anything that didn't like him anymore.

Song Qingmo was stunned by Mu Hengshi's heartbreaking roar. He felt a wave of resentment creeping through him, a mixture of emotions. Mu Hengshi didn't like him, and he'd rejected him, so why was he so angry? Did he really think he was a pushover? He was his toy, or was he, as they said at school, a bootlicker? He'd yelled at him for anything other than defending him.

"What's wrong with you? You're not gay. I don't agree to the marriage, and you're still angry. I treat you with all my heart, and you always lose your temper with me. So, fine, let's break up. Who cares? If I didn't cherish our relationship for ten years, who would really care about your cold face? I'm telling you, I won't serve you anymore." Song Qingmo said this angrily with a cold face. He should have broken up with Mu Hengshi that day. If he hadn't wanted to reconcile with him, he wouldn't have been friends with him again.

"Okay, then please leave my ward right now." Mu Hengshi's face turned cold, and he spoke each word coldly.

Although Mu Hengshi's tone was calm, the heart rate monitor he was using was already beeping, signaling his unrest. Mu Hengshi's blood pressure was already high, as was his heart rate, and he looked like he was barely catching his breath. Seeing Mu Heng like this, Song Qingmo silently said, "Serves him right."

"Let's go." Song Qingmo didn't say anything more and just turned around and left. But he still felt a little disappointed. More than ten years of love had been broken off just like that. It would be awkward for me to be with Mu Heng again. Or maybe we should just move away. But why should I move when he wants to? It made him so angry and disgusted.

When Song Qingmo left the ward, he wanted to slam the door shut loudly, but then he thought that this was a public place and gave up. He closed the door and turned around to see his parents, who were staring at him.

When Song Qingmo saw them, he remembered that although the two of them broke up easily, their relationship with their elders was still good. What should he do?

"Mom and Dad, I'm going back. By the way, Uncle and Aunt Mu Hengshi's heart rate seems to be a little high now. You should go in and take a look." Song Qingmo didn't want to say anything more at the moment. He just wanted to leave here. Then he said something to his parents in a sullen tone and left.

After Song Qingmo left, Song's father and mother stared at each other. The children's talk had broken down, so what should they do? After a moment of silence, it was Song's father who spoke first: "Mr. Mu, we should go back first."

After the Song family left, Mu's mother and the others were about to put their hands on the door handle to open the door and go in, but they heard Mu Hengshi say not to come in. They had no choice but to quietly move their hands away to let their son calm down. Although they didn't understand why Mu Hengshi reacted so strongly, it was better not to disturb him this time.

Mu Hengshi curled up on the hospital bed, ignoring the wound on his knee, and hugged his knee tightly. On the white gauze, spots of blood seeped out faintly. It was as if only this pain could make him forget the fact that Song Qingmo didn't like him. Mu Hengshi's eyes were red, and he held back the tears that were about to burst in his eyes, but the tears still flowed from his eyes, and the hot tears rolled down on the quilt in big drops. His feelings for Song Qingmo were ruthlessly strangled by Song Qingmo when they just sprouted. Mu Hengshi gasped for breath and wanted to calm down, but he couldn't do it, and his emotions were still very volatile.

"Don't like me, haha... I'm going to get stronger, and then you won't even have the right to like me." Mu Hengshi's eyes were red and swollen. The pain had made his face pale, but his lips were still bright red. His face was twisted and morbid. At this moment, he was darkly thinking about how to get revenge on Song Qingmo in the future. Coupled with the bloodstains on his hospital gown, he looked like a madman. Since we can't be lovers, let's be mortal enemies.

Mu Hengshi didn't eat or drink that day. He let the dark factors in his heart run wild in his mind, and all the dissatisfaction and emotional missteps accumulated in the past few years burst out.

After a day, Mu Hengshi finally let his parents in. When they entered, they saw their son, his face pale, his eyes as sharp as a wolf or an eagle. His aura, once cold, had turned icy, his face devoid of any expression. It was as if the young man who had collapsed yesterday wasn't him. If you ignore the blood on the gauze around Mu Hengshi's knee.

Before Mu's father and mother could speak, Mu Hengshishi spoke first: "Father and Mother, I want to start taking over and familiarizing myself with the company's business this summer. As for the marriage with the Yun family, I will not withdraw." At this time, when Mu Hengshi talked about the marriage with the Yun family, he was not as resistant as before. His tone was as if he was talking about what to eat today.

Mu's father and mother did not expect that such a big change would happen after Mu Hengshi and Song Qingmo had a complete breakup.

"Okay, you are worthy of being my, Mu Ye's, son. Now I will let you take over the company's affairs. When you come of age, I will officially announce that you are the one in charge of the Mu family." When Mu's father looked at Mu Heng, it was as if he saw his former self in his eyes. He was very satisfied now. Although his son had no emotions, he had become more like a qualified heir to the Mu family.

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