The woman’s gaze has been quietly sizing him up since the mont she saw him, and now, having finished her appraisal, she lightly let out a laugh, "It seems, Shen Zhiyue has not woken up yet."
He has actually fallen into such a state because of Shen Zhiyue.
How wonderful, isn’t this exactly what she wanted initially?
Looking at the calm smile on the woman’s face, the man’s cold eyes narrowed slightly, his aura exceptionally chilling, "Mu Zhenzhen, don’t you have any guilt in your heart?"
How can she bring up Zhiyue so calmly and undisturbed?
"Guilt?" The smile on Mu Zhenzhen’s face froze for a mont, then she laughed even more wantonly, "What a heavy burden it is, indeed, one I cannot afford to bear. My parents were imprisoned for five years and you all had no guilt, living life prosperously, why should I feel guilty now? Shouldn’t the ones who truly should feel guilty be you?"
"Mu Zhenzhen, how many tis must I say it, your parents’ situation was the consequence of their cris, it had nothing to do with anyone else." Mo Xingyuan suppressed his anger, his cold eyes filled with red bloodshot.
Mu Zhenzhen was as if she had anticipated what he would say, just as if it was what she had gotten used to hearing.
Her expression remained calm, and after a long while, she finally opened her red lips, "You and Shen Zhiyue now, you also get what you deserve."
The mont those words were spoken, she successfully saw the man’s handso face change color, his bloodshot cold eyes were fixed on her, the hand holding the phone so tight that the knuckles had already turned white.
She felt even more exhilarated inside.
The pleasure of revenge made her really want to laugh heartily in front of the man.
But at that mont, her face seed to have stiffened, unable to laugh at all.
Being stared at with such hatred by the man.
Inside her nose, there was a faint feeling of acidity.
The two of them just stared at each other in silence, no one spoke for a long ti.
Probably knowing that the visitation ti was limited, Mo Xingyuan spoke first, "You have no right to bring up Zhiyue in front of ."
Mu Zhenzhen’s eyes almost turned red on the spot, the sourness in her nose becoming even clearer.
Yet she tried to force a smile, "Is that so?"
"Then there seems to be nothing left to say between you and ."
"Mu Zhenzhen!!!" The man roared in a low voice, like a cornered beast, his bloodshot cold eyes full of pain and anger, "What on earth do I an to you?"
Mu Zhenzhen restrained her expression, remained silent for a while, "Do you really want to know?"
"No." The man answered without hesitation.
Mu Zhenzhen: "..."
Why ask if you don’t want to know?
"Your answer is not important to ."
As long as he is clear about what she ans to him, that’s enough.
This woman has never had him in her heart.
No, this woman simply doesn’t have a heart.
She is a heartless woman.
Mu Zhenzhen didn’t say anything, just coldly curled the corner of her mouth.
Still as arrogant as ever.
"I will get you out as soon as possible."
The look in Mo Xingyuan’s eyes as he stared at her at that mont was full of determination
"I won’t let you succeed." Mu Zhenzhen’s eyes were also filled with resolve.
The man really was laughed at by her, "What, are you comfortable staying inside?"
How can there be such ungrateful won like Mu Zhenzhen in the world?
Why the hell does he still care for such a woman?
"More comfortable than being by your side."
Mu Zhenzhen answered very affirmatively.
"Heh—" the man’s laugh beca even colder and more piercing, "Then I cannot allow you, such a woman, to be comfortable. Zhiyue is still lying in the hospital, you want to be comfortable, dream on."
Mu Zhenzhen imdiately said nothing, hung up the phone, and turned to leave.
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