Su Muxue ran downstairs and looked at Song Xingwu who was leaning against the car door. "Hey, Song Xingwu, wait for us. We are coming."
Song Qingmo watched Su Muxue rushing toward Song Xingwu and shook his head helplessly. Then, he just looked at Song Xingwu, who was quickly opening the car door and hiding inside, and smiled happily. He thought he had a real friend, right? But with his personality... Oh, forget it, don't think about it, isn't it better to enjoy life while you can?
The car door closed, and the driver, Uncle Liu, took the three of them to Song Qingmo's home. Song Qingmo, Song Xingwu and the others got out of the car and walked to the gate of the villa. Unexpectedly, they met an unexpected person - Mu Hengshi.
Song Qingmo was puzzled. What was that guy doing here? He had a bad feeling because every time Mu Heng came to block him at his door, it was definitely not good. The first time was to give him and Su Muxue an invitation, and then he plotted against him. What the hell was he going to do today?
Mu Heng heard the roar of a car and subconsciously turned his head. Unexpectedly, he saw Song Qingmo walking with his ex-fiancée Su Muxue and an unknown man. He couldn't control his emotions again. The indescribable feeling in his heart surged up in his heart. He walked forward, frowned, and looked at Song Qingmo with disgust. "What are you doing? Why are you walking with these messed up people?"
Song Qingmo was already used to being stared at like this by Mu Hengshi. He thought he was immune to it, but it still hurt a little, especially when he said that Su Muxue and Song Xingwu were messy people, which instantly made him angry.
Song Qingmo looked at Mu Hengshi with a forced smile, then rolled his eyes, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "Mu Hengshi, what are you doing with so much free time? And I'm flattered that you've come to my humble abode to stop me. "Seriously," he said, emphasizing the last part. "And these other two are my friends, not some random people. I told you this morning to get treatment if you're sick. I didn't expect you to be so terminally ill that you're starting to be so indiscriminate and disgusting."
Mu Hengshi tried hard to suppress the emotions surging in his heart, suppressing the sadness he could discern. He couldn't help but feel that this was a bit ridiculous. He didn't want to argue with Song Qingmo anymore. He immediately wanted to pull Song Qingmo aside to talk.
Su Muxue's usual erratic nature subsided when she saw Mu Hengshi. She was truly terrified of him, the scenes of him plotting against her and mercilessly humiliating her were still fresh in her mind. Song Xingwu calmly watched Song Qingmo's taunts. He'd known Song Qingmo's sharp tongue from the year he'd worked for him, and today he'd finally seen it through. But when the usually condescending young master of the Mu family tried to attack Song Qingmo, he promptly grabbed Mu Hengshi's hand.
"Master Mu, Qing Mo wants us to be his guest. Please forgive us for not being able to accompany him for a while."
Mu Hengshi looked at Song Xingwu with a cold gaze, his tone threatening, "Let go, this is a matter between me and Song Qingmo, what qualifications do you have to interfere?"
Song Xingwu smiled a faintly devilish smile, "Just because he and I are superiors and subordinates, and he's my boss, I have to help him out of both emotion and reason. Otherwise, are you going to leave me to starve?"
Song Qingmo couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He couldn't help but smile at Xingwu's face, which was always three parts of sneer, four parts of indifference, and five parts of indifference. Coupled with his direct words, he was simply invincible.
Because Song Xingwu was older, and although Mu Hengshi possessed a maturity unmatched by his age, he still seemed somewhat immature compared to Song Xingwu, who was a few years his senior. At least this domineering smile was clearly superior to Mu Hengshi's cold, intimidating expression.
Song Qingmo hurriedly opened the door of the villa, pulled Song Xingwu, and did not forget to call Su Muxue, who was like a quail beside him, and pushed them in, asking them to go in and wait for him first.
Song Qingmo slowly turned around and walked in front of Mu Hengshi. "Tell me, what do you want from me?" But Mu Hengshi didn't answer. Song Qingmo saw that Mu Hengshi was staring at his hand with anger on his face. Song Qingmo thought, his hand didn't violate the heavenly rules, so how did he offend Mu Hengshi? Was he looking at him with a look that made him want to chop his hand off?
Song Qingmo calmly put his hand into his pocket. Mu Hengshi didn't want to chop off Song Qingmo's hand. He just wanted to put Song Qingmo's hand on himself to get rid of the other person's scent.
Song Qingmo hadn't spoken to Mu Heng for a long time, and he lost his patience. "What do you want to say? If you don't, I'm leaving." Song Qingmo raised his foot and wanted to leave.
Song Qingmo had just walked to the door of his house when he heard Mu Hengshi behind him say to him, "Why are you trying to smear Xiaoling? Even if what the police said is true, you shouldn't say that Xiaoling wants to take all the credit."
Song Qingmo didn't want to explain. After all, he had decided to bring Mu Hengshi and Wen Zhiling together, so he could just let him misunderstand him. As long as he didn't bother him again in the future, that would be enough. Song Qingmo said it in a rather apologetic tone. "Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry. That's enough. If there's nothing else, I'll leave."
Mu Heng was taken aback by his nonchalant attitude. He said in a fit of rage, "Okay, then you apologize to him and let this matter go."
Song Qingmo listened to Mu Heng's persistent nagging and immediately revealed his trump card. "Sorry, go ask Wen Zhiling if he can handle it. We'll talk about it later."
Mu Hengshi's tone suddenly turned cold, "You want to threaten Xiao Ling? Do you think I don't exist?"
This made Song Qingmo so angry that he laughed, "No, this is advice." Then he closed the door of his house and never looked at Mu Hengshi again from beginning to end. Mu Hengshi stretched out his hand, wanting to keep him, but in the end he didn't do anything.
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