Wen Zhiling stared at the painting in Song Qingmo's hand, which reminded him of the old time when he broke his hand to clear his suspicion. If Song Qingmo hadn't intervened, he wouldn't have resorted to such a desperate measure.
In secret, the corners of his lips curled up, and he was worried about not having any plans.
Mu Hengshi didn't know how to give Wen Zhiling an explanation. He had previously taken it upon himself to retaliate against the Song family, but now that Wen Zhiling was back, he should give him the choice.
Wen Zhiling beside him exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, Madam Mu, I didn't expect you to be so skillful. Your paintings of my family are so lifelike. Unlike me, I can no longer lift a brush, so my paintings are just decorations."
Song Qingmo didn't react for a long time. Who was the Madam Mu that Wen Zhiling was talking about? Until he mentioned the drawing paper.
Mu Hengshi felt strange. Hearing Wen Zhiling say that, he felt very uncomfortable. He felt even more guilty towards Wen Zhiling.
Xiaoling injured her hand while trying to save him, but he ended up marrying his enemy.
When he snatched the painting from Song Qingmo's hand and saw that he was not among the family, his guilt towards Wen Zhiling turned into anger towards Song Qingmo.
"Song Qingmo, what do you mean by this?" Mu Hengshi clutched the paper tightly in his hand. He thought about how he had been neglecting Song Qingmo these past few days, and how he had only made him more spoiled. He was truly heartless.
"Give it back to me. What right do you have to say that? Isn't this marriage fake anyway? If the timing wasn't right, you would have wanted to divorce me a long time ago, right? Then you could clear yourself of the fact that the Song family's bankruptcy had anything to do with you. You... (are you worthy of being my family?)"
Song Qingmo didn't say the rest of the words. After all, when living under someone else's roof, one should be careful with what he says and does.
When Mu Heng heard what Song Qingmo said, he was so angry that he tore the painting he had just finished into pieces.
Song Qingmo clenched his fists tightly and glared at Mu Heng. He silently chanted the Heart Purification Mantra in his heart, hoping not to be impulsive.
He turned his head and shifted his gaze to the flowers in the garden. At most, he would trample on a few more flowers tomorrow and scold Mu Heng a few more times. Time would pass, and he had to stay calm now.
His tear incontinence condition kicked in, and tears flowed from his eyes. He was angry but forced himself to suppress them, and then the tears appeared on his face.
Seeing that Song Qingmo was ignoring him, Mu Hengshi wanted to turn his head around. When his fingers touched Song Qingmo's face, he felt a trace of warm liquid. He realized that Song Qingmo was crying...
He was furious just now, but suddenly became at a loss and forgot what he wanted to say or do to Song Qingmo.
Wen Zhiling felt that his provocation had become the spice that fueled their relationship. For a moment, he felt speechless and a little jealous. Although his feelings for Song Qingmo were less than hatred, he still wanted him.
Song Qingmo never expected that Mu Heng would suddenly touch his face. His eyes widened, knowing that he was exposed, but he still did not turn his head back.
Seeing that Song Qingmo and the others had forgotten about him, Wen Zhiling also stood up and joined the awkward scene. "Okay, Hengshi, don't bully Song. After all, he is still your partner."
"..." Song Qingmo rolled his eyes behind his back. This guy was so sarcastic. He should just cut the pretense and state his purpose. He wanted Mu Hengshi to divorce him, so wouldn't it be good for him to join the family? He had thoroughly studied the profoundness of Chinese culture.
Unwilling to deal with this situation, Song Qingmo decided to play dumb and act like a wooden man. It was a pity for this painting.
He stood there blankly, allowing Mu Hengshi and Wen Zhiling to act out their sweet affection.
"Don't worry, Xiaoling. I will give you an explanation. Tomorrow, Song Qingmo and I will go to get a divorce certificate. If you don't mind me, I will give you the most grand wedding in the world and won't let you suffer any grievances."
"Really? If that's the case, then I'm qualified to love you again." Wen Zhiling actually disliked Mu Hengshi. He didn't like Mu Hengshi.
If he had a choice, he would naturally prefer that the person he seduced was Song Qingmo rather than Mu Hengshi. It's a pity that the world does not allow people to get what they want.
Even though he is now a well-known star abroad, he still wants to fulfill his dream of becoming the wife of a wealthy family. People are always greedy, aren't they?
Today's official meeting between the three did not involve much love, hate, or vengeance, but only turbulent events in secret.
Mu Hengshi naturally knew what Wen Zhiling meant by mentioning his right hand. He felt that he should ask Song Qingmo to return his right hand, but he just didn't want to do that. At worst, he could just let Song Qingmo take good care of Wen Zhiling in the future.
This matter did not end in vain. After the successful hypnosis that time, Wen Zhilin went to learn about hypnosis. Meng Hengshi's attitude today made him very uneasy. Mu Hengshi did not remember anything and kept giving in on Song Qingmo's matter, which increased his uneasiness in his heart.
If one day Mu Hengshi successfully breaks free from hypnosis, he will never let himself go. The cause and effect between the three of them will be doomed to be irreconcilable when he returns to people's sight.
Wen Zhiling lived in the guest room next to Mu Hengshi, which was taken care of by Song Qingmo himself. Lying on the bed and thinking about Song Qingmo's face, he slapped himself, and he could no longer be soft-hearted.
The door to the main room of the second-floor villa was quietly opened. In the quiet of the early morning, everything was still and silent. Suddenly, the sky lit up like lightning, a silver path splitting through the darkness, making the world seem like daylight again for a moment. Outside the window, a patter of raindrops could be heard; it was rain.
Mu Hengshi was distracted and regained consciousness after being woken up by Wen Zhiling. Wen Zhiling was very alert when he saw Mu Hengshi, and quietly hid the things in his hand behind his back.
He made the excuse that he was afraid of the sound of thunder, so he thought of Mu Hengshi. Mu Hengshi felt a little resistant to Wen Zhiling's touch, but he didn't say much. He divided the bed in half and let him lie down.
Mu Hengshi showed no sign of being woken up. Instead, his eyes were gentle, and he softly comforted Wen Zhiling, though they were still more than half a meter apart. "Xiaoling, just sleep next to me. I'll be watching over you, and you'll be fine."
Wen Zhiling nodded and snuggled into the bed obediently. Under the quilt, Wen Zhiling's ferocious face seemed a little distorted. Why didn't this man fall for it? He didn't understand romance at all. He didn't come to seduce Mu Hengshi, but Mu Hengshi's reaction seemed to insult his charm.
He was so angry that his teeth were itching, and his body was trembling slightly, which made Mu Hengshi think that Wen Zhiling was afraid. Suppressing the disgust in his heart, Mu Hengshi still approached Wen Zhiling, patted his back through the bed sheet, and signaled him not to be nervous.
Ah, Wen Zhiling couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to take advantage of Mu Hengshi's relaxed psychological defenses to hypnotize him again, but this man never slept. He didn't give him any chance at all.
"I'm much better now, Hengshi, go to sleep. It must be very tiring for you to be busy with company affairs every day. Don't worry about me anymore."
"good."
Hearing the gradually steady breathing next to him, Wen Zhiling thought that his chance had come.
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