Song Qingmo had been on guard for many days, but hadn't seen Xu Fengyi. Even the police hadn't found any trace of Xu Fengyi. Song Qingmo was puzzled, but he still had bodyguards to pick him up and drop him off every day. It was just that Wen Zhiling had been acting strangely for the past few days. Although he was smiling, his smile wasn't there, and he looked troubled.
Song Qingmo didn't care. In order to thank Wen Zhiling, he specially wanted to invite him to his home for dinner today.
It was the first time Song Qingmo invited a stranger to his home, so he was a little nervous. Furthermore, he had always felt that Wen Zhiling was a bit of a green tea and pretentious these days. Now, when he thought of him, he felt a little ashamed. Song Qingmo awkwardly walked over to Wen Zhiling, extended his hand to him, and smiled sincerely: "Wen Zhiling, to thank you, come to my house for dinner tonight. Is that okay with you?"
Wen Zhiling looked up at Song Qingmo. He felt a little strange. He didn't expect Song Qingmo to invite him to his house for dinner, but when he thought of the person in his rental house, he didn't want to go. He looked at Song Qingmo and couldn't help but feel a little lost. He didn't understand why he had such special feelings for Song Qingmo. He had saved him that day. They should have been just enemies, but there was no such warm and heartwarming scene. It was as if God was teasing him, forcibly tearing a hole in his dirty, twisted and dark heart to let the light in. But he...
Wen Zhiling was a little confused. "You've helped me many times, and I only helped you once. Isn't it better to even things out?"
Song Qingmo didn't know what Wen Zhiling meant when he said he saved him twice. He had only saved him once. "No, I saved you willingly that time. I don't need anything in return. Let's put it this way. You helped me, so I should treat you to a meal. Or if you have any other requests, as long as they're not illegal or unreasonable, I can agree to them."
Hiss, forget it, just consider it a final farewell. In the end, Wen Zhiling still coveted the warmth brought by this beam of light, even if it would later kill him or become his enemy.
Wen Zhiling looked up and promised solemnly, "Okay, I'll go tonight."
Song Qingmo was very happy to see Wen Zhiling agreed. "Okay, you come with me after school this afternoon."
Wen Zhiling smiled sincerely for the first time in his life, "Okay"
Mu Hengshi was watching next to the two of them. The whole time, Song Qingmo was only focused on talking to Wen Zhiling and didn't notice the jealous look Mu Hengshi gave Wen Zhiling, nor the aggrieved and angry expression he gave himself.
After school, Song Qingmo warmly invited Wen Zhiling into his car and took him to his villa. Seeing the classmate who had helped Song Qingmo that day, Song's parents were delighted to greet Wen Zhiling. Wen Zhiling enjoyed the meal in a relaxed and joyful manner. He watched the family joking and enjoying themselves at the table, then thought of his mother who had perished in the fire. A sense of irony washed over him: the same person, yet such a different fate.
Song Qingmo took Wen Zhiling with him to explore his garden. Seeing Wen Zhiling staring at his swing for a long time, Song Qingmo invited him to try it out. To see the stars, Song Qingmo had set the garden lights to off at night; turning them on required a special signal. The only light came from a room on the second floor of the adjacent villa, slowly pouring in.
Mu Heng quietly watched Song Qingmo as he invited others to make the swing that only the two of them had ever ridden on. His eyes were almost blazing with jealousy, and he scratched a crack in the window frame with his fingernails. Wen Zhiling had always been interested in Song Qingmo. If Song Qingmo had been nicer to Wen Zhiling, would the two of them have been together?
It was too late, so Song Qingmo asked his driver to take Wen Zhiling back home. Before leaving, Wen Zhiling suddenly stopped, slowly turned around, and looked directly at Song Qingmo. He said something half-understood, "Whatever I do in the future, I hope you..."
Song Qingmo wanted to stop Wen Zhiling and ask him what he meant by this sentence. Wen Zhiling said nothing, just shook his head, turned around, got in the car and left.
Ever since Wen Zhiling said that to him, he had been avoiding Song Qingmo until the third day, Friday. By then, Xu Fengyi had been missing for four days, and the police still hadn't found him. The Song family suspected that Xu's mother must have been behind this, and they kept pressuring the Liu family and Xu's mother, but the Liu family knew nothing, and Xu's mother also refused to know.
Wen Zhiling had regained his attentiveness towards Mu Hengshi, and today he had brought him a lot of food. During physical education class, after Mu Hengshi finished playing basketball, Wen Zhiling immediately ran over and handed him a bottle of water. Since they were still a fake couple, Mu Hengshi, looking at Wen Zhiling's eager gaze, opened the bottle and drank some.
In the evening, Mu Hengshi happened to be on duty today, so after everyone in the campus had quietly left, Mu Hengshi finished cleaning the classroom and came out. When he walked out of the school gate, he saw a figure that looked like Xu Fengyi. The bodyguard and driver had not arrived yet, so he took his mobile phone and decided to follow him quietly.
As Mu Hengshi was walking, he felt something was wrong with the road. Just as he was about to turn back, he felt weak, his limbs were weak, and his head was dizzy. Mu Hengshi recalled that he had not smelled anything strange along the way, so why did his body suddenly feel like this? He wanted to call the police immediately.
But it was too late. Xu Fengyi walked in with a few tall, tattooed men. Mu Hengshi was surrounded. He immediately became alert and pinched his shoulder hard to make himself more awake.
When Xu Feng saw Mu Hengshi, who had been drugged with a large dose of knockout drug, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and became complacent. "Hey, isn't this our Young Master Mu? Why do you look a little unwell? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"
Mu Hengshi didn't bother to talk nonsense. A murderous aura permeated the air, and he glared at Xu Fengyi coldly. Taking advantage of the situation, he punched him. The men tried to help Xu Fengyi, but Xu Feng stopped them with a single command, telling them to leave him alone and beat Mu Hengshi to death. Those men were desperate criminals hired by Xu Fengyi. When Xu Fengyi summoned them, he had already told them that Mu Hengshi was the young master of the Mu family. If they kidnapped him, they would surely be able to extract a hefty ransom from the Mu family.
Those men, holding clubs, struck Mu Hengshi fiercely. Mu Hengshi blocked the blow with his own arm, endured the pain, and kicked back, seizing the opportunity to grab the club. That blow almost used up all his strength, leaving him almost exhausted, but he still picked up the club and fought with those men. If the Mu family saw that Mu Hengshi was missing, they would definitely come looking for him. As long as he held on...
But Mu Hengshi was gradually losing the upper hand. He was exhausted from dealing with those people while trying to stay conscious. Xu Feng, who had been silent for a long time, saw that Mu Hengshi was still resisting stubbornly. Seeing that the dark side in Mu Hengshi's heart was growing bigger and bigger, he picked up a stick on the ground and hit Mu Hengshi's head hard when he was not paying attention.
Mu Hengshi heard the rustle of the club behind him. He wanted to defend himself, but it was too late. His head was hit by the club. He felt dizzy and his ears were ringing. His brain was no longer under his control and his body slowly fell to the ground...
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