When he thought of this, Song Qingmo felt extremely uncomfortable and every inch of his skin was extremely dirty. There happened to be a stream nearby, and Song Qingmo jumped in without caring about his thin clothes.
As soon as Song Qingmo jumped into the river, he rubbed the cloth on his hands, trying to clean himself up. As he soaked in the water, his mind returned to a clear and bright moment. He began to recall his conversation with Mu Hengshi. Song Qingmo was puzzled. Why didn't Mu Hengshi mention Wen Zhiling at all in his conversation with him?
Why did he get drunk and go crazy for no apparent reason, attacking Mu Hengshi... and doing something worse than an animal? But his head was aching. He rubbed his forehead, but he couldn't remember what happened last night.
Song Qingmo slowly walked up from the river. The water was not deep, just up to Song Qingmo's waist, and the water was clear. Looking at the lush green plants by the river, Song Qingmo's heart was comforted at this moment.
Since he had done something wrong, he should also face his own judgment. Mu Hengshi told him about the marriage, and he had to find out whether Mu Hengshi and Wen Zhiling were still related. If they were still together, he would do his best to keep them together. It didn't matter if Wen Zhiling wanted to beat him or scold him.
If they weren't together, even though Song Qingmo was a bit of a squeamish person, he would still be responsible and do his best to be good to Mu Hengshi. Poor Song Qingmo didn't expect that he was the one below.
Song Qingmo is a man of action. He is in torment all the time. With trembling hands, he dials the phone number that Mu Heng left him. Since then, he has held his breath, waiting for the judgment to come.
Compared with Song Qingmo, Mu Hengshi was currently processing the day's documents in the president's office in the Mu family's commercial building. The handsome young man, wearing an expensive high-end professional suit, sat in a chair and handled affairs meticulously.
He showed no sign of anxiety on the surface. So much time had passed, but Song Qingmo still hadn't given him an answer. The information he had investigated before returning to China and the Song Qingmo in his memory all showed that Song Qingmo was a man with a strong sense of responsibility. What he said this morning, Song Qingmo would definitely be responsible for him, but now we have news.
Mu Hengshi was feeling very upset, but the ringing of the cell phone on the desk interrupted his thoughts. Looking at the number on it, Mu Hengshi smiled and said, "Hello, who are you?"
When Song Qingmo heard Mu Hengshi's voice, he didn't say anything for a long time. Seeing that Song Qingmo didn't speak, Mu Hengshi frowned slightly and asked again.
Song Qingmo finally couldn't hold it in any longer and quickly said, "Mu Hengshi, I'm Song Qingmo, I want to ask you a question."
Mu Hengshi listened to the voice coming from the other end of the phone and asked him in a tone of sudden enlightenment and politeness, "What questions do you want to ask? I will answer them for you."
Originally, Mu Hengshi found Song Qingmo's cautious tone a little funny, but the person he mentioned later made Mu Hengshi immediately fall into madness and hatred. He actually had the nerve to mention Xiaoling!
"You and I are getting married, but what about Wen Zhiling?"
"Xiao Ling, he's dead, don't you know? I'm dead because of Xiao Ling. I won't have anyone else, and it's just right that we two are getting married. This way, we won't be urged to get married by both sides' parents." When Mu Hengshi said this, his tone was obviously filled with hatred and became cold.
But Song Qingmo was immersed in the news of Wen Zhiling's death and did not come back to his senses for a long time. He did not notice the change in Mu Hengshi's tone at all.
Song Qingmo was shocked. He had never thought that Wen Zhiling would die at such a young age. Why did this happen? Mu Hengshi loved him so much, so why couldn't he protect him?
Song Qingmo thought of Wen Zhiling, the beautiful woman who had opposed him a few years ago and died just like that, and the slight resentment he had towards Wen Zhiling for framing him also dissipated. After all, death is like the extinction of a light.
After Song Qingmo learned the news, it took him a long time to speak, "This... Please accept my condolences. I believe Wen Zhiling would want you to live happily."
Mu Hengshi was in a place where Song Qingmo couldn't see, his eyes were cold, and a deep hatred appeared on his face. His hands were tightly gripping the corner of the table, with veins bulging. He sneered in a low voice, "Of course I will live well, but the premise is that you who have hurt Xiaoling will pay the price."
"Thank you for your concern. I will be fine. Have you considered the matter I mentioned today?"
"I'll think about it. I'll give you an answer tomorrow at the latest." After Song Qingmo hung up the phone, his mind fell into deep thought again. It turned out that so many things had happened in a place he didn't know about.
He felt a little sorry for Mu Heng. He had finally met someone he liked, but he didn't expect her to pass away just like that. And upon returning to China, he slept with her. Life is truly unpredictable. Song Qingmo sat in the lush green bamboo forest, digesting the events of the day.
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The distraught Song Qingmo finally plucked up the courage and returned to the Song family villa. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Xingwu. They were nervously pacing around in the living room.
They were still wondering when Song Qingmo would come back. After receiving the message, Song Xingwu planned to find Song Qingmo based on the location, but he didn't expect that Song Qingmo would come back suddenly.
Song Xingwu nervously wanted to pull Song Qingmo back, but seeing his face and how wet he was, he stopped mid-move and asked, "Song Qingmo, where have you been?"
Song Qingmo was very tired now, no longer as relaxed as before. A serious expression appeared on his face, as if he had something to say. He saw Song Xingwu here, and his lips moved several times, but he finally decided to wait until Song Xingwu left before discussing anything.
Song Xingwu felt a little sad when he saw Song Qingmo's hesitation. For so many years, he thought he and Song Qingmo had become family, close friends, but Song Qingmo still had no intention of involving him in what had happened.
Song Xingwu's domineering face fell into a brief moment of frustration, but he quickly cheered up. He politely bowed to Song's father and mother, then turned around and smiled at Song Qingmo and said, "Since you're back, I still have things to do at the company. I'll be leaving first. Goodbye."
Song Qingmo knew that he had hurt his good friend's feelings, and a look of guilt appeared on his face. He apologized and nodded again to Song Xingwu.
After Song Xingwu left, Song Qingmo fell silent again, and the living room fell into an eerie silence.
"Xiao Mo, what happened? You seem to have something to say to us." Even though Song's mother looked worried, she still wanted her son to say it himself.
宋清默几番挣扎之后，他的拳头松了又紧，紧了又松，最终败下阵来。他的道德不允许他当做什么也没发生，反正他从来没有喜欢的人，单身一辈子的计划算是落空了，但他和沐珩时联姻，好像也损失不了什么。
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