Mu Shicang got out of the car and saw Yang Shushu standing next to Ling Xiao's car. His eyes were a little red. When he walked over, it felt like his devil wings were spreading. When he walked in front of Yang Shushu, he seemed to have turned into a devil.
"Where do you want to go?"
Yang Shushu narrowed her eyes and looked at him, then asked, "What are you afraid of?"
Mu Shicang's eyes seemed to be filled with blood for a moment: "Shushu, I once told you that no matter what happens, don't even think about leaving me, have you forgotten?"
His voice was gentle, and his hands slowly fell on her shoulders. Suddenly, he tightened his grip, holding her tightly in his arms.
Yang Shushu didn't struggle. She looked up at him and said, "I used to think it was just your overbearing personality, but now I understand why."
After she finished speaking, she suddenly lowered her head and bit his hand that was around her neck hard.
Be silent, be calm, and get the hell out of here!
She was so angry and upset that she was about to die.
If it were in the past, she would at most say that it was not worth it for the original body, but now it was her turn. Even though she knew that he did not marry her in the first place, this heart was still put into the meat grinder and ground into pieces. The pain was so severe that she wished she could be reincarnated immediately.
Mu Shicang had known Yang Shushu's identity for a long time. Although no one had given her evidence that the Ji family was the enemy who killed his parents, she was almost certain of it. She even thought that the reason why Zuo Jinheng's grandfather didn't want to take action might have been because he didn't want to create a feud with the Ji family.
In fact, she had always told herself that Mu Shicang actually liked her, at least he should like her now, but she had seen how much he missed his parents and how much he cared about them. She even thought of what he said when she woke up.
He said—
They all owed his life to him.
Yes, it should be owed. In ancient times, people would say that the hatred for one’s parents is irreconcilable. Isn’t it the same now?
Considering Mu Shicang's personality, would he fall in love with the daughter of his enemy even though he knew she was his?
At this time, she wished she could be more naive, so that at least she could still dream.
But she just couldn't be naive, she couldn't lie to herself, because if it were her, she would never let go of the person who killed her parents, and she would never fall in love with her enemy's child.
Knowing this clearly, how could Mu Shicang, who was so calm and almost cold-blooded at the time, possibly -
Yang Shushu discovered that it is so difficult for people to deceive themselves.
Tears flowed silently and fell on Mu Shicang's wrist, and the cold feeling penetrated into his heart.
"Let go." Yang Shushu said in a deep voice.
"Unless you bite my hand off, forget it." Mu Shicang hugged her neck tightly, and every time he hugged her neck, it seemed like a stone spike hitting the ground.
Yang Shushu opened her mouth and bit down again, this time with great force. A streak of blood flowed out from between her teeth. One drop, two drops, three drops fell to the ground. The bodyguard was startled and took a step forward: "Boss..."
Mu Shicang gave him a cold look, and the bodyguard stopped in fear, his eyes full of disbelief.
But Mu Shicang turned his head and looked at Yang Shushu at this time, with an indescribable strange tenderness in his bright red eyes: "Bite it, Shushu, drink my blood, eat my flesh, and we will never be separated. In fact, you think so too, so..."
Yang Shushu suddenly relaxed. She looked up at Mu Shicang in panic, and all she saw was a sea of bright red blood. The smile on her face was demonized, and she seemed to have gone crazy.
Something was not right. Yang Shushu wanted to retreat, but Mu Shicang had already blocked her escape route. Ling Xiao also noticed his abnormality. He stepped forward and pulled Mu Shicang's arm: "Mu Shicang, let go, you scared her."
Mu Shicang's eyes were fixed on Yang Shushu, without even glancing at Ling Xiao. Suddenly, he raised his leg and kicked Ling Xiao, who was standing next to him, away.
No one except Yang Shushu had seen Mu Shicang's skills, and even Yang Shushu had only seen the surface. So when Ling Xiao was kicked to the ground by Mu Shicang, no one expected that he would touch his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Shushu was startled and started struggling more vigorously: "Mu Shicang, let go, you kicked Ling Xiao so hard that he vomited blood."
Mu Shicang couldn't understand the meaning of her words at all. He just thought she was worried about Ling Xiao. He suddenly lowered his head and rested his forehead against Yang Shushu's, his red eyes flooding into her sight: "Are you worried about him?"
"..." Yang Shushu was so angry that she could hardly speak. She could only grit her teeth: "Mu Shicang, you are simply being unreasonable."
Ling Xiao struggled to get up and was about to come forward again, but Yang Shushu quickly stopped him. If he continued, Mu Shicang might kill someone in this state.
"Brother Ling, don't come over, I'm fine." While speaking, she kept her eyes on Mu Shicang. After she finished speaking, she curled the corners of her mouth and said, "Mu Shicang, if you have the guts, strangle me to death now."
Mu Shicang stared at this smile, and the thought of strangling him to death flashed through his mind. If he died, he would never be far away. If he died, he would be his forever. If he died—
It was just icy cold, no longer the warmth of the sun that my smile released infinite light energy in front of his eyes.
The eyes that were almost drowned in blood instantly regained clarity. His hands suddenly loosened, and the hand behind her neck slid down, holding her back and hugging her in his arms: "Shushu, believe me, I really love you, and I really don't want to lie to you."
Yang Shushu was held in his arms, her face calm. She said, "Mu Shicang, I think I need to calm down."
"Okay, but you can't leave me. Go home and calm down, okay? Go back to our home."
Yang Shushu shook her head: "No, I want to calm down alone."
Mu Shicang stepped back slightly, looked into her eyes for a moment, and suddenly took a step back dejectedly: "Okay, but the bodyguard must be by your side, understand?"
Yang Shushu thought about it and nodded: "But if I knew that he was reporting my whereabouts to you at any time, then there would be nothing for us to talk about in the future."
Mu Shicang suddenly choked, his expression becoming somewhat ugly: "Shushu, I will be worried about you."
"I choose one thing. Do you want me to calm down completely and then we can talk it out, or do you always want to control me and we can divorce now?"
It was not until this moment that Mu Shicang finally understood that he could be driven crazy by her, but at the same time, she could also force him to stay calm. For her, he was willing to put away all the madness in his heart, and for her, he was willing to put himself in the most humble situation.
Love is implanted into the soul and engraved into the bone marrow at such an unconscious moment that one is willing to give up even one's true self.
"Okay, but don't make me wait too long." Yang Shushu smiled and said, "Who knows."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards Ling Xiao. Mu Shicang quickly caught up with her and pressed down on her shoulders: "Shu Shu..."
"He's injured, and seriously. Do you want someone to sue you for malicious injury?"
Mu Shicang: "So what? If you destroy the relationship between other people's couples, shouldn't you be prepared to be treated like this?"
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