"A day of marriage brings a hundred days of grace. After a night of love, I didn't expect you to be so heartless." Mu Hengshi deliberately brought up the previous "accident." It really succeeded in disgusting Song Qingmo.
Song Qingmo also responded bluntly, "Heh, it's much better than that person who thinks he's deeply affectionate but turns into an animal after drinking. At least I won't be hypocritical and disgusting for no reason."
Still feeling it wasn't enough, Song Qingmo's eyes flushed and his hands clenched when he saw Mu Heng. He felt happy in his heart and continued to speak, "If Wen Zhiling knew..."
"Shut up!" Mu Hengshi pinched Song Qingmo's neck and gently pulled with his arms, and Song Qingmo was lifted up.
"You are worthy of mentioning Xiaoling's name." Mu Hengshi looked like he was crazy. Song Qingmo did not resist. He believed that anyone could find a pretext to accuse someone of a crime. He had been pursuing peace and freedom all his life. Although he was unwilling to be strangled to death by Mu Hengshi, if he died, Mu Hengshi could put an end to what he thought was his fault and let go of the people he cared about, so so be it.
He tried hard to restrain his instinct to survive. Even though his face turned red due to lack of oxygen, he was still stimulating Mu Hengshi and sincerely hoped that Mu Hengshi would kill him.
There were constant sharp ringing sounds in his head, and his eyes were hazy and double. Mu Hengshi felt that he could not control his emotions, as if his body was controlled by another person.
The driver was oblivious to what was happening in the compartment, only aware that the noise in the back seat was gradually fading. "Did Mr. Mu and the others reach an agreement?" the driver muttered quietly. He didn't lower the partition; Hua Jing's employer's affairs were not theirs to hear.
The pulse vibration in his hand became weaker and weaker. Mu Hengshi tried his best to make his mind clear. The double vision disappeared, and he saw that Song Qingmo's face was blue, and the pupils of his eyes were almost spreading to the entire eye socket. His heart stopped for a moment, and he quickly released the hand that was holding Song Qingmo.
What had he just done? He had nearly killed Song Qingmo himself?! He glanced at his hands, then at An Qingmo's neck, which had been strangled to the point of deep red marks. He wanted to say something, but he opened his dry mouth, but no sound came out, and his body stopped leaning forward.
Just when Song Qingmo thought he was finally free, he unexpectedly let go of Mu Hengshi again. As expected, oxygen is something that no living thing can live without. When Mu Hengshi let go, Song Qingmo took a deep breath of air and he felt like he was alive again.
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