Chapter 652

For a man who is not worth it, for a woman who has never thought of fighting with her, she just sold her life. Is there such a stupid woman like her in the world?!

But in the end, she was still distressed.

Love this woman's persistence, but also love her inner pain.

What kind of pain, what kind of injury, will let her choose such a deformed Road, will let her choose such a way to revenge themselves, protect her understanding of love?!

"She is a fool indeed!" Sheng Zimo nodded with approval, with a kind of complex but regretful smile on his face, "so stupid that he lost his life, but thought he had won a battle."

Hearing his voice, Mu Jingcheng's eyes slowly lifted up and looked at the man sitting opposite him. There was a kind of inexplicable feeling of suffocation and guilt in his heart.

She has been thinking about how she became Sheng Qing's imaginary enemy and when she was so afraid of it?!

Should it start from her return to China?

If she didn't go to Sheng's house that day, didn't have any contact with Nangong Yao, didn't let Sheng Qing feel that her existence would have any threat to her, then

Everything will not happen!

Although she doesn't want to put all the responsibilities on herself, she has to admit that she has certain responsibilities.

"Sorry..." It is the first time that Mu Jingcheng has expressed his position in this incident, and it is also the first time that he feels that he can't get out of this incident.

Although she did nothing, she had to admit that she was not completely innocent.

"Xiao Qing should be happy when she hears it?! Ah... " Sheng Zimo sneered, then picked up the whisky bottle with only one bottom left and poured it into the empty glass.

Hearing this, Mu Jingcheng's heart hurt for a while, "does she care? She wanted It should be my life

The hand that was pouring the wine was half empty.

After all, Sheng Zimo didn't pour in the remaining wine, but put down the wine bottle, and then slowly raised his head and looked at Mujing orange, "your life? Oh If that's the case, I'm afraid you'll be dead a long time ago. "

"What?" Mu Jingcheng looks at her in surprise.

"Xiao Qing has been following you for a long time..." Sheng Zimo looked at Mujing orange, his voice was hoarse and low, "she even bought a gun."

"Guns?" Mu Jing Cheng's face froze, it seems that Sheng Qing really hates herself.

"But then she locked it up and put it in her drawer. I found it when I was cleaning up her belongings, and it was full of bullets. "

Mu Jing orange's heart can't help sinking, "she hates me so much, why didn't she kill me?"

"Because she found the way, so give up!" Sheng Zimo's voice lowered, his brows tightly wrinkled, and then he reached for the bottle of whisky, "it's just As a brother, I was so careless that I didn't find her abnormality. So, her death... " Sheng Zimo stopped for a moment, filled the glass with wine, looked at the liquid full of stimulation, and said in a choked voice, "I'm also responsible!"

Mujing orange did not expect that Sheng Zimo would think so.

"She has depression, don't you know?" Mu Jingcheng looks at him suspiciously.

Sheng Zimo's hand slightly pause, "you know?"

"I..." Mu Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, and finally said the name, "aunt Yao once told me."

"Ah, aunt Yao..." Sheng Zimo sneered, "if I heard you right, she should be your mother, right?"

Hearing this, Mu Jingcheng's heart sank.

The reality that she could not face in her life was suddenly mentioned, and a kind of resistance psychology was unconsciously generated in her heart.

"She is not!" Mujing orange coldly denied this fact, just relaxed look so again back to the freezing point.

Sheng Zimo is slightly stunned, as if he thought of the answer, which is not surprising. Tqr1

"when a white haired person gave a black haired person a gift, she was stimulated to do so. I hope you can forgive her for her love for her daughter, OK?" Sheng Zimo looked at her sad, like comfort, but more like a prayer.

"Anything else?" Mu Jingcheng didn't want to talk about this topic with him, let alone the woman.

The woman who abandoned her when she was young and now wants to kill her.

"If you have time, go and have a look at her. She is It's not good! " Sheng Zimo finished, picked up the glass and drank it.

"It's none of my business whether she's good or not!" Mu Jingcheng then stood up and was ready to leave.

Sheng Zimo continued to pour the wine as if he didn't see it.

Looking at his face more and more pale, the wine in the bottle is less and less, Mujing orange is not only worried. When he was in New Zealand, he drank alcohol alone because of some work. Finally, he was hospitalized with a perforated stomach. The doctor advised him to stop drinking in the future. But now, he only drinks a whole bottle of whisky.At this moment, even if Mu Jingcheng no longer wants to have any relationship or contact with the Sheng family, he can't let him go.

So, when Sheng Zimo finished the cup and was ready to pour the wine again, Mu Jingcheng suddenly held down the bottle and didn't let him pick it up

"It's good to die. You can go down to accompany Xiaoqing. She's afraid to save herself." Sheng Zimo finished, and suddenly gave a bitter smile, "she was afraid of the black since she was a child. When she grew up, she was still the same..." Speaking of this, he slowly raised his head and looked at Mujing orange. His voice couldn't help choking again, "you say You're over there. Are you afraid? "

On his regretful but helpless eyes, Mu Jingcheng's heart pained.

She forgot that Sheng Zimo was a brother.

It's Sheng Qing's brother.

They've always had a good relationship, and now He lost his dear sister.

At the moment, his heart must be very painful, right?!

She suddenly thought, if one day, who hurt their relatives, even indirectly hurt, she would hate each other.

But he Not only did he do nothing to himself, but he showed his most vulnerable side in front of himself. Now, looking at the tears in his eyes, Mu Jingcheng's heart softened completely.

She put down the coat and bag she had just picked up and sat down. Looking at the man whose eyes were red and trying to control his emotions, she sighed heavily and her eyes were red. "If you want to cry, you can cry out, so you will feel more comfortable in your heart..."