Mu Qianqian was stunned, she never thought that Song Xuelian would make such a crazy move, she actually killed Mu Zhenbang?!

Mu Zhenbang should not have thought that one day, he would actually die at the hands of his own woman, just like how Mu Qianqian's mother back then did not expect that he would actually die at the hands of Mu Zhenbang.

Song Xuelian had already been controlled, and the police personnel outside had already come in. Seeing Mu Zhenbang like this, Pei Song brought them out, which everyone agreed to. They pretended not to see, and followed Pei Song out.

At this time, Mu Zhenbang had already let out a lot less and less breath, his hand shakily extended out towards the direction of.

Mu Qianqian had yet to digest all the information in her head, seeing Mu Zhenbang's hand reaching towards him, she stood there in a daze, at a loss of what to do. Quan Jinchen watched from the side, he knew that Mu Qianqian currently needed her own time to think, so she did not disturb her.

"Qian …" "Sissy." With every word Mu Zhenbang said, he spat out a large pool of blood.

Mu Qianqian's footsteps subconsciously took two steps back, retreating into Quan Jinchen's embrace.

Mu Zhenbang's eyes that looked at Mu Qianqian were filled with sorrow. He powerlessly lowered his arm, and said intermittently: "I know that I've let down your mother, and I'm also apologizing to you, but I hope that you won't hurt Ya Rou."

Because with Mu Zhenbang's words, Mu Qianqian suddenly understood. In the moment before Mu Zhenbang died, his heart was still thinking about Mu Yarou, that daughter.

Mu Qianqian lifted her head and looked at him with the corner of her eyes. She took a deep breath and glanced at him sideways, watching Mu Zhenbang die in front of her.

Just like that, Mu Zhenbang disappeared.

When the police carried Mu Zhenbang out, Mu Qianqian was still in a trance. In a short span of one day, her world had undergone a tremendous change. Mu Zhenbang, whom she had always hated and even hated, had completely disappeared from this world.

Mu Qianqian took in a deep breath. She definitely wouldn't be able to see his mother, even if he sincerely wanted to repent, the things that Mu Zhenbang did should mean that she had to go to hell, and his mother hoped that she would be safe in heaven. She wondered what Mu Zhenbang's final outcome would be, if his mother was still alive, what kind of attitude she would have.

"Quan Jinchen, let's go back."

Mu Qianqian now felt that her entire body was ice-cold.

"Where's Mu Yarou?"

Mu Qianqian asked as she was passing by Pei Song. Pei Song was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Mu Qianqian would suddenly ask such a question.

"Still resting."

"I'm done recuperating, so I'll let you go."

Mu Qianqian looked at Quan Jinchen and furrowed his brows. He did not say anything, so Pei Song could only nod his head respectfully. Then, he left, intending to release Mu Yarou.

Mu Qianqian followed Quan Jinchen back, and kept quiet on the way, as she did not disturb her. When they returned home, Mu Qianqian could no longer hold it in, and turned to hug Quan Jinchen and cry. Quan Jinchen stretched out his hand, and in the end, patted Mu Qianqian lightly.

If she was allowed to cry, he could feel that Mu Qianqian's tears had already wet his shoulders. Actually, Quan Jinchen didn't really understand, but the attitude Mu Qianqian's father had towards her, if it was based on Quan Jinchen's own personality, he would have severed their relationship a long time ago. He didn't have any emotional basis to begin with, so even if he died, Quan Jinchen wouldn't feel too much sadness.

But that was not possible for Mu Qianqian. Even if Mu Zhenbang had thought about Mu Yarou at the last moment, he would still feel his heart ache for her, and grieve even more than death. Previously, Mu Qianqian had also thought that her heart was dead, and she no longer held any hope for loving Mu Zhenbang, her father.

Mu Qianqian had fallen asleep in Quan Jinchen's embrace. Quan Jinchen lowered his head to look at her, and saw that she had already stopped moving, and there were still two drops of tears in the corner of his eyes. Quan Jinchen rubbed his hands together slightly, and Mu Qianqian frowned in dissatisfaction. There was a trace of delicateness in the pity.

Quan Jinchen carried Mu Qianqian back to her room and carefully placed her on the bed. Wei Wei took a towel and came in.

"Give it to me." Quan Jinchen reached out his hand and quickly handed over the towel. Seeing Boss Quan, who had always been standing so high above him, now bent down to wipe his face, Mu Qianqian quietly muttered a few sentences.

From Wei Wei's perspective, the current Boss Quan's gaze towards the young miss was filled with gentleness.

Wei Wei quietly retreated.

Mu Qianqian didn't know anything about what Quan Jinchen was doing.

The next morning, when Mu Qianqian woke up, she felt that she couldn't open her eyes at all; it was so hot that it hurt. She could only squint her eyes right now, when suddenly, a soft laugh came from beside her ear.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Normally, he wouldn't be able to see Quan Jinchen at this time. He would usually go to the company, but he didn't expect to see him again this morning.

Mu Qianqian suddenly covered her eyes, "Don't look at me now, let's go quickly."

Without needing Quan Jinchen to say so, Mu Qianqian knew that she must be very ugly.

Quan Jinchen laughed lightly and pulled Mu Qianqian into his embrace, stroking her head, "Alright, what kind of appearance do you have that I have not seen before?

Mu Qianqian was embarrassed and annoyed by what Quan Jinchen had said, he had hammered him with her fist, but Mu Qianqian's fist was not even the least bit affected by it, instead, Mu Qianqian felt that her hand was hurting, and she did not know why Quan Jinchen's chest muscles were so hard!

To Quan Jinchen, Mu Qianqian's angry actions were akin to flirting with him.

"Rest today."

Mu Qianqian sighed in her heart, wasn't she free enough, it was just that she couldn't go out to meet others like this.

"Go to work."

Quan Jinchen looked at Mu Qianqian deeply, placed a kiss on her forehead, and carefully warned her a few more times before turning around and leaving. Looking at Quan Jinchen's back figure, Mu Qianqian felt a little lonely in her heart. Actually, she was hoping that Quan Jinchen could stay behind and accompany her, but it was impossible.

She could not become a burden to Quan Jinchen.