Chapter 78 Wife, what is the killing barrier?
He Cong stared at him and didn't speak immediately, but the aura around him was almost freezing.
Mu Weiting observed the subtle, unnoticeable changes in He Cong's expression, letting him brainstorm across from him. After a long while, he put down his coffee and continued, "Although You Qing has always prevented me from telling you this."
"Professor Mu."
He Cong spoke clearly and calmly, "Everyone's time is precious. If you really have something to say, be direct. There's no need to play tricks on me. And there's no need to act like you and Shang Youqing are so close. In terms of relationship, she's my wife, and we even have a child together. You're just a senior brother, and you can't irritate me at all."
These words obviously froze the smile on Mu Weiting's face. He stared at He Cong steadily, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally spoke again in a gentle voice: "No wonder You Qing wanted to stay away from you, Mr. He. You clearly know that You Qing didn't marry you out of her own will. You wouldn't still take your fictitious relationship seriously, right?"
He Cong smiled.
His five fingers were slender and powerful, and he gracefully turned the watchband on his wrist. He glanced at the time and said with a slight smile, "I don't quite understand. My wife loves to play chase and escape with me. It's just the fun between us as a couple. Why are you, Professor Mu, so anxious as an outsider?"
He Cong stood up after he finished speaking. "If Professor Mu just came here to tell me this nonsense, I'm sorry. I have to go home and take care of my wife and my child now."
When He Cong picked up the suit jacket hanging on the side of his seat and stood up to leave Mu Weiting's seat, Mu Weiting looked straight ahead with a calm expression and said something slowly.
"A killing barrier has been planted in your body."
The air around him seemed to freeze for a moment. He Cong turned his head slightly and looked over. His gaze on Mu Weiting became as sharp as a knife.
"What?"
Mu Weiting repeated, "Killing barrier. A killing barrier that can devour and wipe out the lives of all living beings."
After a moment of deathly silence, He Cong sat back down, his cold gaze fixed on him, and he said, "Go on."
Seeing this, Mu Weiting's originally uncertain heart sank a little. He then raised his finger and gently pushed the silver-gray frame on his nose, and looked at him politely again -
"Mr. He, you probably don't know this yet. Every time you approach You Qing, you only indirectly bring the pain of your killing barrier to her. She is an ancient deity. If she gets too close to a human like you who carries filthy evil spirits, her own spiritual veins will suffer irreversible damage."
"Now you know why she insisted on staying away from you? It was you who insisted on putting her in pain, time and time again."
"Back then, You Qing was forced to approach you in order to retrieve her spiritual roots, and she bore you a son. She no longer owes you anything, so why do you insist on pestering her now?"
He Cong listened to his words with almost no emotion, then leaned back in his chair and turned on his phone to the address book page in front of Mu Weiting.
Mu Weiting keenly noticed that his fingertip was about to click on the number marked "wife", and immediately asked, "Mr. He, what do you mean?"
"I'll ask my wife." He Cong paused for a moment and sneered, "I have to ask her why her senior brother suddenly came to me and tried to sow discord. I have to get an explanation, right?"
"Do you think I'm lying to you? Speaking of which, Mr. He, can't you feel it? She's been deliberately staying away from you all this time. Isn't that the truth? Also, although I don't approve of you, I'm definitely not here to sow discord this time."
"As I said at the beginning, You Qing cares about you. It's only because of the killing barrier in you that's like a time bomb that she had to leave you. But if you can erase the killing barrier in you, Mr. He, You Qing will naturally stay away from you and your child."
Mu Weiting slowly looked along He Cong's face towards his heart, "And the reason I came here this time is because I found a way to erase the killing barrier."
He Cong's deep, dark brows narrowed as he heard this. He suddenly looked at Mu Weiting, who was sitting opposite him, and sneered in a strange way, "If I'm guessing correctly, the method you mentioned is most likely aimed at my life. That's why you came to me."
Mu Weiting's face remained unchanged even after being exposed. "Mr. He, you must know that the killing barrier cannot be erased just by wishing it. I can only say that there is a chance of survival. It depends on whether you are willing to take a chance. Only by successfully erasing the killing barrier can you regain the chance to be with You Qing."
He Cong picked up his cell phone and stood up again. This time, Mu Weiting did not stop him, but just smiled again.
"Believe it or not, I really want to help Mr. He."
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North America, Vancouver.
On the way back from the plant base to pack his luggage after finishing his business, Shang Youqing's cell phone, which he casually put in his coat pocket, kept vibrating.
To be precise, since last week, He Cong has been persistently checking in with her on time every day.
Shang Youqing was reluctant to block the person, so he read the messages every day without replying, thinking that he would give up after He Cong's attentiveness for a while, but he didn't. On this day, his phone was bombarded with non-stop vibrating sounds.
Shang Youqing was worried that something was wrong with that guy, so he had to pull over temporarily. As soon as he turned on his phone, he saw the latest pop-up message from He Cong -
[Shang Youqing, if you don't answer my call, I'll die right now.]
Immediately afterwards, He Cong called.
Shang Youqing's face darkened as he immediately responded, blurting out, "He Cong, you'd better tell me something important."
As a result, on the phone, He Cong listened quietly to her breathing and suddenly smiled.
The laughter speaks for itself.
It was as if she was making fun of Shang Youqing, the liar. She answered his call immediately and still said she didn't love him.
Shang Youqing took a deep breath and realized that this guy was deliberately teasing her. She was about to scold him, but the next second, a low and tender voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.
"Wife."
It was just two very ordinary words, but He Cong called them out in a sticky and gentle voice that made people feel hot and alluring.
Shang Youqing's fingers gripping the phone tightened slightly, and the words were on the tip of his tongue, but he felt a lump in his throat and slowly swallowed them back down.
She didn't say anything, and He Cong wasn't in a hurry.
After waiting for a while and seeing Shang Youqing not angrily refute the title, He Cong curled his lips slightly, as if to confirm an unspeakable evidence again. He smiled softly into the phone again, feeling very good.
He no longer needed to force a cold tone like he had in the past. As if genuinely curious, he continued to ask, "Wife, what is the killing barrier?"
However, Shang Youqing's expression suddenly changed again when he heard this. "...You know? Who told you?"
On the other side of the phone, He Cong had just returned to Yanyuan. He raised his hand to dismiss his subordinates, and leaned his broad and slender body against the side of the archway, still smiling, and complained to her:
"It's Mu Weiting, the man who claims to be your senior. He said a lot of nonsense to sow discord between you and me. But don't worry, honey. I wasn't provoked by him. My love for you can't be shaken by his few words. I..."
"No matter what Mu Weiting says to you, you don't have to believe it. His motives are not pure. Those things have nothing to do with you, so don't get involved."
He Cong listened quietly and obediently, then said, "Yes, I know. There's more."
His cooperation made Shang Youqing a little stunned. After a long while, he lowered his voice and said, "Also, take good care of Momo."
He Cong listened to her voice and still said obediently, "Okay."
As expected, Shang Youqing hung up the phone.
He Cong stared quietly at the word "wife" on the screen until the screen automatically dimmed. Then he put away his phone and returned to the main house in the lakeside area.
As soon as I got off the elevator and before I entered He Zhimo's room, I saw that the door was already piled with large and small boxes of luggage.
For the little guy, it seemed as if this trip was not just a two-day trip to North America, but a big move for the whole family.
As soon as He Cong walked in, he saw He Zhimo carrying out another box from his toy house.
He Zhimo saw his father still standing by the door, looking around. He breathlessly reminded him while holding the suitcase: "Dad, why are you still standing here in a daze? Have you packed your luggage? We, we have to leave in two hours!"
"Momo," He Cong walked up to He Zhimo, helped the little guy put the box on the ground, and said, "Let's not go to Wencheng for now."
When He Zhimo heard this, his pouty lips drooped for a moment, his dark, moist eyes unable to conceal his sadness, but he still managed to raise his baby voice: "Not going to Wencheng? But, I haven't returned the gift to Shang Youqing yet!"
He Cong slowly squatted down in front of his youngest son. He said "Hmm" first, raised his hand to stroke the hair on the little guy's head, and told him: "Dad already knows how to get Shang Youqing back to me and Mo Mo."
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