Song Qingmo's cloudy eyes moved to the natural gas valve in the kitchen. He walked over in a daze, squatted down, and slowly turned the valve switch. "Die... Let's die together..." Song Qingmo squeezed out a broken syllable.
When he was really about to open the gas valve completely, Song Qingmo gradually regained his consciousness. People like Song's father and mother, Song Xingwu, and Su Muxue flashed through his mind. He also thought of the elegant and noble piano-playing brother he first met when he came to Beijing... "Oh... forget it." He closed the gas valve again in time. Fortunately, the natural gas leak was not so fast.
He picked up the unconscious Mu Hengshi. Mu Hengshi's thin lips seemed to move a few times, and he made a tiny breath. Song Qingmo didn't hear clearly what it was, but he didn't care.
After he indifferently sent Mu Hengshi to the ambulance, he looked up and wanted to leave. The doctor saw that Song Qingmo's hand was injured and wanted him to go to the hospital for treatment. He politely declined and turned away.
The doctor wanted to ask something else, but seeing that Song Qingmo was polite but distant, he withdrew his words and left with Mu Hengshi. Song Qingmo was kind enough to tell them who the person on the stretcher was.
After sending those people away, Song Qingmo closed the door and slid down weakly, leaning against the door. He buried his head in his arms, his shoulders trembling, and looked at his hands in a state of collapse. He almost killed Mu Hengshi and himself!
Song Qingmo comforted himself in his heart, "It's okay, it's okay. Mu Hengshi may go abroad soon. By then, it may take many years for him to come back. He will definitely forget me."
"Of course!" Song Qingmo took a few deep breaths, patted his face, and forced himself to cheer up. Thinking about how Mu Heng attacked him today, he still had no power to fight back. He thought that he was still too weak. Although he didn't like his body full of muscles, but in order to save his reputation in his later years, he decided to start exercising tomorrow without further delay.
This night was destined to be restless, and Mu Hengshi never got to eat his last bowl of longevity noodles at the age of 17.
Mu Hengshi's condition in the hospital was soon known to Mu's mother. They rushed to the hospital and saw the doctor shaking his head. He then realized that the medical equipment in the country was not good enough to cure Mu Hengshi.
Although Mu Hengshi was not awake, the pain in his brain made his body twist in agony, his face was as pale as paper, and he uttered intermittent syllables unconsciously. Mu's father looked at his son on the hospital bed and decided not to delay and send Mu Hengshi abroad for treatment as soon as possible, and if possible, expand overseas business at the same time.
The next day, Song Qingmo, with dark circles under his eyes, threw the dinging alarm clock onto the floor. He looked up at the window and saw a brightly lit plane streaking across the sky, leaving a trail of clouds. He got out of bed, gently picked up the alarm clock, and pressed the sound button to silence it.
I silently said goodbye to Mu Hengshi in my heart. All good things must come to an end. Goodbye, Mu Hengshi...
In just two short years, so many things had happened, but Song Qingmo had already said goodbye so many times. He just wanted to live his life well, following his plan step by step, even if he no longer had the figure who had been with him for more than ten years.
Three years had flown by, and Song Qingmo, through these three years of experience, had shed his youthful youth and become more handsome and elegant, yet his features retained a cool and noble air. At this moment, he was smiling and toasting with a cup of Snow Top Green Bud Tea to the banquet. No one dared to say anything. For so many years, because Mu Hengshi had been absent for so long, Song Qingmo had quickly become a star in the Beijing circle, becoming its most sought-after young talent. As a rising star, Song Xingwu was also admired by others.
With the help of Song Qingmo and Song Xingwu, Su Muxue wins the inheritance right from the precarious Su family. Although the Su family is not as powerful as it used to be, it still has some strength.
Over the past three years, the three of them had grown increasingly close, becoming inseparable partners. No one in Song Xingwu's company knew the real boss behind the scenes was Song Qingmo. This was Song Qingmo's trump card.
Speaking of trump cards, Song Qingmo cast his gaze towards Song Xingwu and Su Muxue standing on either side of him. Thinking of these two people and his parents, they were also his trump cards. Song Qingmo lowered his head and chuckled.
Song Qingmo smiled politely, then drank the light green and yellow tea in the cup in one gulp. "Everyone, I am not feeling well, so I will take my leave from this banquet. Goodbye."
Song Xingwu received the evacuation signal from Song Qingmo, made eye contact with Su Muxue, and said goodbye.
As soon as he left the banquet, Song Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief, then he took off the cufflinks and trouser buttons of his tight suit, loosened his clothes, put those things in his pockets, took Song Xingwu and called Su Muxue, and drove to a secluded teahouse.
Sitting in the cubicle, Song Qingmo looked at his two companions, regained his composure, and said, "There have been so many banquets lately. Today's banquet made my face sore from laughing so hard."
Song Xingwu glanced at Song Qingmo's handsome face and sarcastically said, "With your current strength, no one would do anything to you if you didn't smile. You deserve it." Song Xingwu moved next to Song Qingmo and conjured up an ice pack with his hands. "I just picked one up when I passed by. If you feel sore, put it on yourself."
"Okay, your boss will accept it with pleasure." Song Qingmo snatched the ice pack that was getting closer and closer to his face, and Song Xingwu retracted his half-extended hand.
Su Muxue watched Song Xingwu's actions, and thought of someone who had become increasingly interested in Song Qingmo in recent years. Her eyes shuttled back and forth between Song Qingmo and Song Xingwu.
Song Qingmo noticed Su Muxue's eyes. He looked at Su Muxue and asked, "Your eyes are cramping. Your eyeballs are rolling from side to side." Su Muxue curled her lips and looked at Song Qingmo speechlessly.
Just as she was about to speak, Song Xingwu interrupted, "By the way, how is the Su family now? I heard that several of your cousins are restless. Are you okay?"
Su Muxue smiled and said, "It's okay. With you two big guys protecting me, nothing can happen to me." Su Muxue is no longer the girl who would be scared to tears when she was scolded. She is now Niu Hulu Su Muxue.
At this point, Su Muxue thought of how Song Qingmo had told her to be a strong woman. Now, she had done just that, becoming the heir to the Su family. Over the years, he had also visited her father in prison, allowing him to serve his sentence peacefully and cleanse himself of his sins. Meanwhile, she had been giving to the poor to accumulate merit for her father.
In the past few years, they have all had their own space, especially the Song family has developed very quickly, and there is a tendency to suppress the Mu family, but the Mu family is not worried at all, because Mu Hengshi.
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