Mu Heng looked at the wound on his lip, but he was not angry as expected. Instead, he looked at Song Qingmo with tears in his eyes like a puppy, "I'm sorry, I was too impatient. Did I hurt you?"
Even though Mu Hengshi's eyes were innocent and clear, and a little well-behaved, the lust in her slightly red cheeks could not be concealed.
Song Qingmo looked at him and saw that he was not an innocent big dog, but a ferocious wolf that was eyeing him as a meal. Looking at the way Mu Heng looked at him, he almost wanted to vomit. "Heh... Mu Heng, I don't care what kind of holiday we had. You could have just fought me openly. Instead, you used these despicable means to humiliate me."
"But I like you, I didn't do anything to you..."
"You call this love? Didn't you just ask me to kneel down to your beloved Wen Zhiling today? Now you've drunk a few bottles of wine and you turn around and say you like me. Am I some cheap and easy-to-gull person?!" He had enough of Mu Heng's ridiculous words and his attempts to change the subject.
"Get out of here, let me go, I want to go home." Song Qingmo used words of negotiation, but he would definitely not let Mu Hengshi go after he returned. It was time to settle old and new grudges.
Mu Hengshi's head hurts a lot now, and his brain is buzzing. He didn't hear a word I said about sending him off, but he was very sharp in grasping the word "leave".
He suddenly became ferocious, clamped Song Qingmo's hands, held him in his arms, and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.
"Mu Hengshi, let me go, what are you doing?" Mu Hengshi gently put Song Qingmo on the bed, untied his suit and tie, and wrapped his hands around Song Qingmo's.
Looking at the body getting closer and closer, Song Qingmo subconsciously closed his eyes and cursed loudly, saying everything he wanted, but Mu Hengshi seemed not to hear him and only focused on his own actions.
Song Qingmo shed tears in pain and bit his lips tightly, not making a sound. It turned out that doing those things was so painful and torturous. Mu Heng didn't even touch him that day. He was too stupid.
The next morning, Song Qingmo hadn't slept all night. He looked at his body, covered in blood and red, feeling sick. Why...? His eyes were now filled with despair and numbness. He had never imagined that he would one day be forced into a relationship. How absurd, how unreal...
Mu Hengshi, who was standing by, used his iron-like arms to hold Song Qingmo in his arms, resting his head on his neck, his dense breath spraying on Song Qingmo's shoulders. His brows were full of greed.
Fortunately, the effects of the alcohol had not completely dissipated, and Song Qingmo slowly withdrew from Mu Hengshi's arms. He took a deep breath, put on his clothes, and ran out before the bodyguards were on guard.
When Mu Heng woke up, Song Qingmo's voice was no longer around him. He silently looked at the mess on the ground and the scabbed wound on his head. He seemed to understand vaguely what had happened.
This villa wasn't where they'd lived before. Mu Hengshi had taken Song Qingmo to another place under the pretext of recuperating. It was sparsely populated and far from the city. Song Qingmo looked at the endless road, pulled out the phone he'd received from Mu Hengshi, and tried the password. Sure enough, it opened with Wen Zhiling's birthday.
He smiled sarcastically. I didn't expect him to be so affectionate, but he actually slept with someone else. It was really disgusting.
Relying on his memory, he dialed Song's parents' number. It wasn't long before the call was connected, and Song's father was heard cursing, "Mu Hengshi, isn't it enough that you bankrupted the Song family? I'm warning you, release Xiao Mo, or I'll make you pay the price even if it costs me my life."
Song Qingmo choked up and called out, "Dad, Mom..."
"Xiao Mo! Is that you, son?" Song's father was stunned. He didn't expect that the call was from Song Qingmo. What was going on? He didn't have time to care about too much. "Xiao Mo, where are you? We'll pick you up. Don't be afraid. As long as your mother and I are here, no one can bully you."
Song Qingmo's suppressed mood over the past two days was finally released. He wanted to tell his parents about his endless grievances, but he couldn't let them worry. He also lied about this matter. "Well... Mom and Dad, don't worry. Mu Hengshi doesn't dare to do anything to me yet. I'm in the suburbs now. Don't worry, I will come to meet you soon. You don't have to worry about me. I'll hang up first. I have something else to do."
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Song's father and his family had no choice but to believe their son.
When they blindly believed in Mu Heng, they ended up falling into a huge trap, which led to the Song family falling into a crisis of broken capital chain and being unable to extricate themselves. This was even though Song Qingmo had clearly reminded them to be careful before.
These were not enough to bankrupt the Song family. Mu Hengshi, that beast, actually stole the Song family's business secrets and caused the Song family to lose many client projects, leaving them with no chance of recovery.
Fortunately, the old man was still experienced. Although he didn't have much property left, at least he didn't owe a huge debt. At worst, they could take Xiao Mo back home. After all, he had built his business from scratch and had nothing to lose.
Song Qingmo called Song Xingwu again. His family had gone bankrupt, and he now wanted to confirm whether Song Xingwu was safe and sound.
"Mu Hengshi! You..."
"Song Xingwu, I am Song Qingmo." After the last experience, he didn't want to be mistaken by Song Xingwu for that beast Mu Hengshi again.
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"Song Qingmo, you finally called. You know, I've been worried to death about you these past few months," Song Xingwu couldn't believe his ears. After such a long time, he finally heard Song Qingmo's voice again. He thought that Song Qingmo was imprisoned by that bastard Mu Hengshi. Every time he wanted to contact the police, Mu Hengshi always made up excuses.
"Okay, President Song, don't get excited. Take this opportunity to take a taxi and come find me. My legs are almost broken from walking. And while you have some free time, tell me what's happening outside."
Song Xingwu listened to Song Qingmo still joking with him and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Mu Hengshi had not done anything cruel to Song Qingmo. Unfortunately, he guessed wrong.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll come to you right away." Song Xingwu hurried out of the office. His face was very haggard. After all, Mu Hengshi had suppressed him many times. He was very busy these days and was always worried about Song Qingmo. He was in a very bad state.
Song Qingmo knew that Song Xingwu had a way to obtain his location. After all, this was the only way. Mu Hengshi's men hadn't come to catch him for a long time, so it seemed that they were planning to let him go back. However, he still threw his phone far away and tried to walk in the bushes to hide his figure at all times.
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