Yang Shushu, who had never defended herself, finally spoke at this time. She endured the pain in her feet and stood up. Seeing Mu Shicang standing next to her, she simply grabbed his arm with one hand to gain leverage to stand firm.
Mu Shicang looked down at his grabbed arm, his eyes flickered, but he didn't move.
Yang Shushu didn't care about him and looked at everyone's faces. Some were gloating, some were indifferent, and some were indifferent. In short, no one was on her side.
Okay, it doesn’t matter. She has always been on her own since she was a child, so she is least afraid of facing various difficulties.
"I'm glad that my suicide has been talked about so much by everyone. After all, I think it's a great thing. If I die, I can greet you all one by one in my dreams. If I don't die, I can disgust you every day. This is really a good thing to think about. Especially when I'm alive, seeing you all wanting to strangle me but unable to do anything, I feel even better."
Yang Shushu has never been an easy person to get along with since she was a child. In the orphanage, when older children bullied her, she would fight back one by one, even if she couldn't win.
As she grew up, she learned to be patient. After all, many things cannot be solved by fighting, and in the adult society, you can't just throw a tantrum. She learned to be tactful and to be patient.
But sometimes, when you can no longer tolerate it, you don’t need to tolerate it anymore.
The reason for the original person's suicide may mostly be due to the disappearance of her childhood sweetheart, but it is also related to her depression.
That’s right, the original body definitely had depression. She was introverted by nature. Since she married into the Mu family, in addition to suffering from Mu Shicang’s cold violence, she also suffered from verbal ridicule from everyone in the Mu family. It would be strange if she wasn’t depressed in such an environment.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand her idea of eloping with her childhood sweetheart. She is really depressed in this environment.
To put it bluntly, everyone here is an attempted murderer.
Seeing everyone here first shocked, then angry, her mood brightened even more. She grinned, her smile widening: "How could I commit suicide again under such circumstances? Could it be that some of you saw that I didn't die, so you wanted to help me?"
She had fabricated the last sentence to disgust everyone, but she herself hadn't expected to have such an unexpected result. Chi Ling suddenly stood up from her seat, even taking two steps forward excitedly, pointing at her and shouting, "You're talking nonsense."
Yang Shushu was startled, then she looked at Chi Ling thoughtfully, her head tilted slightly: "Sister-in-law, why are you so excited?"
Mu Shilian's expression was not looking good either. His daughter-in-law's attitude at this moment was too suspicious. He glanced at his son. Mu Shiyun stood up reluctantly and walked to Chi Ling's side. "Sister-in-law, you are slandering me like this. Chi Ling is just angry. Sister-in-law, you need to provide evidence when you speak."
He stood beside Chi Yun in a dignified manner, looking Yang Shushu up and down with a look that made people feel particularly uncomfortable. Yang Shushu was about to bite him when Mu Shicang stood beside her without her knowing when, and put his hand on her shoulder naturally: "You'll know whether you are slandering me or not. I can guarantee that if you keep looking at me, your eyeballs will definitely be gone."
Mu Shicang spoke in a gentle and soft voice as usual, with a smile on his face, but Mu Shiyun was so frightened that his hands trembled. He left his wife and hid beside his father.
The entire Mu family hated Mu Shicang because he had all the trust and love of Old Master Mu, but at the same time, they were also very afraid of Mu Shicang and only dared to do small things behind his back, including his uncles.
Mu Shiyun was particularly scared. That time when he went to Xiaobai's house, he was almost killed by Mu Shicang, in the true sense of the word.
So, it was okay if Mu Shicang ignored him normally, but as long as Mu Shicang looked at him, especially when he smiled, he would be so scared that his legs would go weak.
Mu Shilian hated his son's incompetence, but he was also extremely wary of his nephew. At this time, he could only force a smile and keep the peace.
"Shi Cang is right. Don't rush to draw conclusions. It's best to wait for news from the fire department."
As he spoke, he glanced at his daughter-in-law. Chi Ling was startled and sat back in her original position with her head lowered. However, Yang Shushu noticed that her hands were always clasped together, and she seemed extremely nervous.
She didn't say anything at this time, but just turned her head to look at Mu Shicang who was still holding her shoulder. Mu Shicang was also looking at Chi Ling.
"Dad, it's getting late. Why don't you go back and have some rest?" The person who spoke was Mu Shifeng's wife Mi Chun. She usually didn't say much when there were many people around, and seemed to be just a spectator watching the show.
Old Master Mu had his eyes closed the entire time, and when he heard Mi Chun's words, he didn't open his eyes, but just shook his head lightly. The old man said no, and no one dared to persuade him anymore. Only Mu Shicang dared to speak up: "Grandpa, you go back and rest. I'll take care of things here."
Old Master Mu finally opened his eyes, glanced at his grandson, and then fixed his gaze on Yang Shushu's face. Finally, he nodded: "Okay, be sensible."
Old Master Mu's words seemed like a hint, which only the grandfather and his grandson understood. The people around them were just confused, but Yang Shushu vaguely felt that Old Master Mu already knew the reason and was telling Mu Shicang to show mercy when dealing with him and not to go too far.
Mi Chun's face turned pale at Old Master Mu's discriminatory treatment, but she concealed it well. Her husband, Mu Shifeng, seemed to be a man who lived in peace with the world. He patted his wife's hand and said, "Then we'll go back first. Let us know if there's anything else."
Mu Shicang didn't give his uncle any face at all: "Uncle, could you please wait a moment?"
He asked politely, but his attitude was not polite at all. Mu Shifeng was good-tempered and nodded after thinking about it. However, Mi Chun was not happy. She was not beautiful, but she had a dignified temperament. When she was serious, she had the majesty of a mistress. She glared at Mu Shicang and said sternly: "Mu Shicang, what do you mean by this? Suspecting your third uncle?"
Mu Shicang smiled at her, his expression gentle and soft: "That's not true, Aunt San. I wouldn't doubt Uncle San, but I wouldn't doubt Uncle San. I don't know what kind of personality Uncle San has. I just don't trust others."
The meaning of this "other people" is obvious.
Mi Chun was shaking with anger and wanted to argue, but was pulled back by Mu Shifeng: "Mi Chun, just sit for a while. You won't be able to sleep if you go back anyway."
Yang Shushu looked at her third uncle, who looked somewhat similar to Mu Shilian, but they had completely different temperaments. Although Mu Shilian often smiled, giving people the impression of an easy-going and kind elder, Mu Shifeng was the kind of person who gave people a soft feeling even if he sat there without smiling.
In the original body's memory, this third uncle was also an easy-going person. Although they had never spoken, he was the only person in the Mu family who never gave her a cold look. It was said that he was a painter?
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