Song Qingmo walked out of the police station, looking dusty and grimy. He had been troubled the entire way. He hadn't expected Mu Hengshi to be so unscrupulous, doing this to him for Wen Zhiling, disregarding their past friendship. Not to mention that he had saved him once. Even if he believed Wen Zhiling's words and thought he was trying to stand out, he shouldn't have resorted to such despicable means.
The more Song Qingmo thought about it, the angrier he became, so he decided that when Mu Hengshi got home from school, he would teach Mu Hengshi a lesson, after all, he was not someone who could be easily bullied.
Song Qingmo packed his schoolbag and returned home. He sat on the swing and swung out of boredom. Because today's incident involved matters from his previous company, Song Xingwu was supposed to come, but since he was the boss of the company, Song Qingmo was too lazy to bother Song Xingwu and explained the matter to the police himself.
He did not go back to school today because he was upset. He was too lazy to listen to those people asking questions about why he missed the exam. He was very upset now, and all he could think about was how to beat Mu Heng to death. Thinking of this, Song Qingmo jumped off the swing and started moving around in the garden. If he couldn't beat Mu Heng, he would be embarrassed. Not only would he be embarrassed, he would also be in great pain. He was plotted against, and he still couldn't beat the other person. He would run away and be embarrassed. That would be unbearable!
Seeing the door of the villa was open, Song Xingwu walked in. As soon as he entered the garden villa, he saw Song Qingmo there, kicking his legs and playing finger-guessing games. There was a simple sandbag hanging next to him, and there seemed to be words written on it. Su Xingwu pushed Junmei's eye sockets, which moved, but they had been beaten so badly that they looked like bags. It was really a horrible sight. Song Xingwu walked over quietly, and seeing Song Qingmo's seemingly destructive strength, he suddenly felt scared. He wondered if his boss would punch him to death one day if he was unhappy.
Song Xingwu trembled with fear, then calmed himself down before speaking slowly, "Boss, what's wrong with you? With your strength, who has offended you? It's scary to see you get so angry."
Song Qingmo trembled slightly when he heard the voice behind him, and then hurriedly tried to hide these things. He couldn't show his ferocious appearance in front of others. He was particular about his gentle and elegant side, but when he heard the voice was Song Xingwu, he immediately stopped pretending. His face twisted and he turned his head like a robot, clicking and clicking, slowly, and his tone was chilling, "What's wrong with you? Why are you walking without making any sound? Do you want to scare me to death? If you do that, you won't get paid."
Song Xingwu wanted to go over and slap Song Qinghei's head, telling him to stop being mysterious and mysterious here, but he was intimidated by Song Qingmo's martial arts just now, so he didn't dare to make a move. He just looked at him with a fake smile, "Such a big thing happened today, and you didn't let me come. But I think only because of our friendship, I must come and see. I didn't expect that the one I came to see is you..." He said this with a hint of meaning, and with a domineering and evil smile, he pointed at the sandbag with the three big words "Mu Hengshi" on it at the back.
Song Qingmo looked in the direction he was going, a look of impatience emerged on his face, his brows slightly furrowed. Out of sight, out of mind, he threw a punch, and the rope tied to the sandbag screamed with a "snap" sound, and then both the rope and the sandbag flew out.
When Song Xingwu saw this scene, he swallowed nervously and stopped smiling. He stood upright, waiting for Song Qingmo's instructions without moving a muscle. "How about I leave first and you continue practicing?" He remembered the time when Song Qingmo had a quarrel with him in the company. He said that he could beat ten people alone, so he should be careful that he would retaliate against him in the future. He thought it was true and he was not joking!
Song Xingwu thought of how young and ignorant he was at that time. He looked at Song Qingmo with six parts of ridicule and four parts of indifference, and said with a smile: "You are just a little brat. I am six years older than you. You think you can beat me? Are you dreaming?" Song Xingwu suddenly felt a sense of fear and luck. Fortunately, Song Qingmo did not attack him, otherwise, he might have died young.
Song Qingmo looked at the usually calm and domineering Song Xingwu, now trembling with fear, and wanted to laugh, but he tried hard to hold it in. He thought it was better not to hurt his pride; after all, he still depended on him to work for him. "Ahem, okay, okay, you go first. I have things to do later. Goodbye. By the way, you should exercise more in the future. You look so frail, it's a waste of such a big body."
Song Xingwu looked at Song Qingmo's smug look and laughed dryly, "Hehe...", then walked away without looking back. He didn't say anything, but Song Qingmo felt like the floor of his house was about to be broken.
The setting sun was like blood above the forest next to the villa, the sky was filled with sunset glow, and the birds returning to their nests made bursts of chirping. Looking closely at the sky, it seemed that there was also a flock of wild geese flying by. It was a beautiful scene. Song Qingmo waited for a long time. Song's mother knew that he was in a bad mood today, so she didn't bother him. She dismissed everyone in the villa and let Song Qingmo stay alone in peace. She looked at her son worriedly. Although he had friends, she still felt the decay radiation emanating from her son. Her son had grown up and had things to hide from her. For example, today's incident, he refused to reveal anything, and Song's mother could only worry.
Mu Hengshi and Song Qingmo happened to be in the same examination room. When the bell to enter the examination room rang, Song Qingmo did not come. He knew that he had succeeded. He didn't know what happened between Song Qingmo and Li Chengyu, but Li Chengyu did a good job.
Someone has now reported the situation at that time. When Mu Heng heard that Li Chengyu used a knife and sulfuric acid to deal with Song Qingmo, the pen in his hand fell to the ground and he was distracted for a moment.
Mu Hengshi never thought that he asked Li Chengyu to harass Song Qingmo and prevent him from coming to the examination room. He didn't expect that the man was going to kill Song Qingmo. After finally waiting for school to be over, he hurried back to see how Song Qingmo was doing. He really didn't want to hurt him.
As soon as he got out of the car, Mu Hengshi wanted to rush to the Song family villa. The driver asked him to move aside and go back to the Mu family to explain the situation to his mother. As soon as the driver left, Mu Hengshi took a step forward and was punched in the face. Mu Hengshi was hit on the head and the corner of his mouth was bleeding. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and turned to look at Song Qingmo.
Mu Hengshi steadied himself, suppressing the turmoil within him, but he couldn't help but frown. The pain made his eyes redden, adding a touch of pathetic charm to his already sentimental peach blossom eyes. Mu Hengshi looked up, revealing a deep affection. Song Qingmo marveled inwardly, "It's true that those with peach blossom eyes and thin lips may appear sentimental, but in reality, they are all ruthless and cruel." While he didn't rule out the possibility that some people were good, based on what he had seen today, this one wasn't a good person.
Mu Hengshi's expression was cold, but with a hint of grievance and disbelief in his eyes, he said to Song Qingmo, "You hit me?"
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