Mu Qingxue has been in a particularly good mood these days.
My father's company's foreign debt was resolved, sufficient funds were obtained, and the project was successfully launched.
The transfer of shares had been completed, and most importantly, Chu Lanxi, whom she regarded as a thorn in her side, was dead!
Whenever she thought of this exciting news, she wanted to buy some firecrackers to celebrate.
How can we not celebrate such a happy day?
Mu Guixue sat on the sofa, looked at her newly done nails, and blew on them with satisfaction.
This kind of life is what she, Mu Qingxue, should live. This is what belongs to her, Mu Qingxue. No one can take it away from her!
When Mo Beirou came back from playing mahjong, she saw her baby daughter sitting on the sofa with a pillow in her arms, and she started fiddling with her newly dyed hair.
If Mo Beirou had seen Mu Qingxue like this before, she would definitely have said something in frustration.
Every day, he was calculating how to get the property into the name of his mother and daughter, but she was just thinking about how to spend the money every day. She didn't think about the future at all.
But after experiencing her kidnapping, she couldn't bear to talk about her anymore. She was tired of that frightened feeling.
I hold my cell phone all the time, waiting for news from the police.
Never mind, if she wants to play, let her play. With her around, there won’t be any big trouble.
Besides, the shares have been transferred, and the company has just participated in a new project launched by Lu Group in recent days, so its profits have risen.
Their lives are getting better and better.
In addition, the unlucky thing didn't come to bother them these days, and their lives returned to normal.
Just thinking about it makes me happy.
Mo Beirou had a gentle smile on her lips as she sat down next to Mu Qingxue, put her hand on her shoulder, and looked at the new bag with her on her phone.
"Why, who do you fancy again?"
Mu Qingxue's eyes rolled around, she put down her phone, turned around and threw herself into Mo Beirou's arms.
"Mom, you're back."
Noila Mo patted Mu Qingxue's back amusedly, and scolded her with a smile: "You are already at the age to get married, but you are still acting like a spoiled child in your mother's arms, and you are not shy at all."
He said this, but his hands hugged her tightly.
It feels so good to regain what you have lost.
Mu Qingxue has been a smart person since she was a child, and she has never lost to anyone when it comes to acting coquettishly.
Hearing Mo Beirou's words, she deliberately snuggled into Mo Beirou's arms and said in a muffled voice: "Well, I don't want to. I want to stay with my mother all my life and don't want to be separated from you."
Noila Mo laughed happily, "You kid, you're talking nonsense. How can a girl stay single for her whole life? You should stay with your husband, son and daughter in the future. How can you stay with me all the time? Are you stupid?"
Noila Mo was in a good mood, which could be seen from the tone of her voice.
The corners of Mu Qingxue's mouth curved up slightly where Mo Beirou couldn't see.
She curled her lips and spoke in a deliberately muffled voice, tinged with fear and grievance: "What I said is true, Mom. You don't know. When I was kidnapped, the thing I thought about most was what would you do if I died. We've been dependent on each other for so many years. If something happened to me, what would you do? Who would take care of you? I... I was almost scared to death."
As he spoke, he began to choke up.
When Mo Beirou heard Mu Qingxue talk about this, she felt very uncomfortable.
When she was found, not a single part of her body was intact.
The clothes were tattered and just hung on his body.
She was clearly wearing a white dress when she left, but when she came back, she was wearing tattered fabric.
No one knew what happened to her during the time she disappeared, and no one dared to ask, for fear of causing her psychological trauma.
This was the first time she brought up the subject.
Mo Beirou wiped away her tears sadly. Her poor daughter finally came out of that nightmare.
However, all of this is actually just because Mo Beirou has too much inner drama.
Mu Qingxue didn't want to mention this, not because the shadow it cast was too great, but because she felt ashamed and disgusted.
Mentioning this scene would remind her of how lowly and humble she was at that time, and how she begged for mercy from everyone.
But the beast didn't show any mercy.
In her life, Mu Qingxue had never been so embarrassed and humiliated.
She didn't want to recall such a disgusting moment. Even when the police came to take her statement, she just lied and said she didn't remember it.
That kind of murderer, an ant living in the cracks of the ground. Why would she want to think about him, why would she want to meet him? That kind of person should be torn into pieces, only then would she be worthy of the suffering and pain she had endured.
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