i Suqin was stunned, her face full of despair.
"I told you, don’t offend him, but you wouldn’t listen!" Mu Zheng smiled bitterly, "You thought you had nothing to lose, not afraid of retaliation, but who is Yan Sijue? He can still hit you where it hurts!"
The only thing i Suqin cared about was her children.
Knowing that Mu Yixun once had hope already caused her enough pain. This matter probably wasn’t done by Yan Sijue, but he definitely intended for them to find out about it.
Mu Zheng recalled the incident of Mu Yiliang being kidnapped at the hospital, the hospital system being hacked, probably the work of that criminal, just to ensure they would seek Yiliang out...
Then, the disappearance of Mu Yixun’s body... The blood that once stained i Suqin’s hands not only failed to save Mu Yixun, instead, it led to her unrest even in death...
The two pieces of news in quick succession instantly crushed her!
i Suqin collapsed to the ground, dumbfounded.
Why like this, she was just in too much pain, had to find soone to vent it on, so she accused Mu Yiliang, after raising her for so many years, why couldn’t she say sothing!
But she never intended to implicate Mu Yixun, never!
But now, her poor daughter doesn’t even have a body, who knows how she will be violated!
Oh my God!
Thinking about this, i Suqin wished she could die!
"Yixun..." Her vision blurred, "It was mother who hard you!"
Mu Zheng also shed tears: "You’d better pray that everything stops here... with Yan Sijue’s ans, I’m afraid this is not the end..."
He could very well push i Suqin to suicide!
i Suqin trembled, stood up in a daze: "I’ll go apologize to him, I’ll kowtow to him, as long as he returns my Yixun, I’ll do anything..."
Mu Zheng sneered as if mocking her wishful thinking.
i Suqin, agitated, scread hysterically: "Is this my fault! Mu Yiliang killed my son! She killed my son! If it wasn’t for her, why would I do this! Why would Yixun die!"
"She didn’t kill your son." A clear male voice suddenly spoke.
Mu Zheng and i Suqin were taken aback, turning their heads to look at the newcor.
A young man slowly walked towards them, the servant behind him looking anxious trying to explain: "Sir, Madam, he just barged in without a word, I couldn’t stop him..."
"Who are you?" Mu Zheng frowned.
"Your son wasn’t killed by Mu Yiliang." The young man spoke calmly, "He grew up to be fifteen, died in an accident."
"How... how do you know?" i Suqin asked involuntarily.
She suddenly rembered, Mu Yiliang had told her this before, but she thought Mu Yiliang said so to shirk responsibility and never believed it.
"Because I was his friend." The man’s tone remained calm, "If you stop now and live quietly, I can negotiate with Yan Sijue to let you go."
After a pause, he added: "For Mu Yicheng’s sake."
i Suqin made a muffled sob in her throat.
"Do you... do you really know Yicheng?" She asked incredulously.
The man lowered his eyes: "Yes."
i Suqin lunged at him, her gaze sowhat terrifying: "Yicheng... is he really dead? You’re not lying to ?"
The man lifted his eyes to look at her.
The woman in front of him had disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, yet there was a hint of madness on her face.
"Yes, he is dead." Qiao Yebai affird.
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