Chapter 93

The news was like a bolt from the blue to Mo Yanrui. He couldn't accept the fact. He kept shaking his head: "no, it's impossible. Sister LAN, you must be lying to me, right? Qingxuan didn't want to see me. That's why he asked you to tell such a lie, right?"

She doesn't want to see him. He doesn't care. As long as she lives well in this world, it's enough.

Sister LAN shook her head and put her hand on Mo Yanrui's shoulder. "Young master, please accept this fact. Miss Mu is really gone."

"Where on earth is she?" He waved LAN Sao's hand away and came down from the bed. Because his strength had not recovered, his feet fell to the ground.

Sister Lan was very distressed, "young master, don't do that..."

"I won't believe it. As soon as I wake up, you tell me that she's gone. It's impossible, absolutely impossible. Where is she? I want to see her if she lives, or if she dies, I want to see her!"

Has mu Qingxuan's body been cremated under mu Qinglang's signature? Mo Yanrui can't accept this statement.

"Are you sure it's Qingxuan? Or he's just lying to me! "

Mrs. Lan also wanted to disbelieve, but the fact was in front of her. After Mo Yanrui was in a coma for five hours, she received news that she had found Mu Qingxuan. She immediately returned to the scene of search and rescue.

When she arrived at the scene, there was a corpse on the beach. The clothes she was wearing were the pink dress Mu Qingxuan wore when she went out in the morning. The corpse's body had swelled after being soaked in sea water, and it was hard to distinguish her face because of the corrosion of marine fungi.

Why does sister LAN firmly believe that she is mu Qingxuan? That's because she has Xiaochen in her right hand to make the coconut shell red bean string made in class. There is only one string in the world, and Mu Qingxuan treasures it most and never takes it off. Mu Qinglang has been crying. Sister LAN can't think of any reason to believe that this female corpse is not mu Qingxuan.

"Where is mu Qinglang? I'm going to find him!"

LAN Sao told him that mu Qinglang was helping his sister to hold a small farewell ceremony in the funeral home.

Mo Yanrui rushed to the funeral home, saw the haggard and sad mu Qinglang, and immediately grabbed his collar: "where's Qingxuan? Where is Qingxuan? "

Mu Qinglang looked at him in disgust: "Qingxuan has been cremated."

"Why do you do this? Even if she dies, I have the right to see her. Why do you deprive her of this?"

Mu Qinglang also grabbed the front of Mo Yanrui's collar: "my sister was forced to die by you. I think the last person she wants to see is you. And you are in a coma. No one can wake you up. This is life. It's my sister's meaning. She doesn't want you to see her last side."

Hearing this, Mo Yanrui suffered a heavy blow, and his mouth showed a sad smile.

"Do you hate me that much? Don't even want me to see the last one? "

Muqinglang pushed him away and left sideways.

Mo Yanrui thought about it and thought something was wrong, so he ran after it: "why cremate so quickly? In fact, Qingxuan is not dead at all. She is hidden by you, isn't she? "

Mu Qinglang pursed his lips, and his eyes were fierce: "why is it cremated so quickly? Because Qingxuan has been soaking in the cold sea for so long, she is very tired. She is so beautiful that she is disfigured. Do you think she can accept being in the world for another second? It's all because of you that she needs to take it. "

Mo Yanrui was obviously hit. Tanmu Qinglang felt that compared with what his sister had suffered, Mo Yanrui had not suffered enough, so he continued to speak cruelly: "I heard that you took her away from the wedding to revenge her for abandoning Xiaochen. My silly sister didn't reveal the truth to you in order to protect her parents from your revenge.

From the beginning to the end, she was cheated by my parents. When she left you, you only came to our house to look for her once. Since then, she never showed up again. She was pregnant with a child and also suffered from severe depression. Because of her health, she refused to take drugs. She was emotional and difficult to control. In addition, my parents put pressure on her. When the child was only seven months old, she died There was an accident.

When my parents took advantage of her coma, they sent her baby to you. When they came back, they concealed her. She always thought that the child didn't live. She was very sad and had been taking drugs to control depression for many years. She didn't know the existence of Xiaochen until you told her at the wedding. Xiaochen suffered from emotional illness because of the lack of her mother, but did you know that my sister has suffered from depression for so many years? "

Mo Yanrui opened his eyes wide and could not digest what he had just heard. Does Mu Qingxuan not abandon her child? Is she still suffering from severe depression?

"I I don't know "

mu Qinglang snorted coldly:" do you think one word of ignorance can wash away your mistakes? A man like you is not worthy of my sister's love. If you have a conscience, you should live in pain and regret all your life. "

The truth is so. No wonder Mu Qingxuan asked when she was on the boat, "in his heart, she is such a person." He kept saying that she was wrong. In fact, she has been bearing the blame she shouldn't bear.

This time, Mo Yanrui didn't catch up. He stood in the same place in a daze. A few seconds later, the whole person fell to the ground.After coming back from the funeral home, Mo Yanrui had a high fever. Mrs. LAN called for a doctor and finally helped him cool down.

Gao Jian and Xiao Wei both know Mu Qingxuan's bad news. They expect that Mo Yanrui will take some time to get out of his sorrow. They also expect that he won't be busy with business these days. It's hard for them to work together.

But surprisingly, Mo Yanrui reported to the company the day after the fever faded. Gao Jian and Xiao Wei were stunned.

"Mr. Mo, why are you here?" Gao Jian suddenly got up and asked.

Mo Yanrui gave them a cold glance: "isn't it working time now?"

"Well What we mean is that your fever has just subsided, your body needs to be well maintained and your mood needs time to recover, so... "

Mo Yanrui interrupted Gao Jian's words: "I don't need to recover. Bring me all the documents I need to sign." Then he went into the office.

Xiao Wei and Gao Jian looked at each other: "does he seem to recover too fast?"

Mo Yanrui's feelings towards Mu Qingxuan may be unknown to outsiders, but how can they not understand it? Therefore, Mo Yanrui's performance is really weird.

"The more it is like this, the more depressed he is. It's not a good thing." Gao Jian, a psychology major in University, worries.

"What should we do to drive the boss home?" Xiao Wei suggested.

Gao Jian rolled his eyes and said, "do you have this ability?"

Xiao Wei wants to take it back, but he really doesn't have the ability, at least not the courage. In the current state of the boss, who will bump into it is not the material used as cannon fodder?

"So, how about less boasting and more brain use?" Gao Jian can't help diss him again.

A few days later, they found that Mo Yanrui went to work on time. He looked the same as before, but he had no emotion like a work robot.

People on the top floor of the office agreed that although the previous boss was not sure whether it was sunny or cloudy, everyone would blow to the end of the typhoon if they were not careful, but it was better than now. After all, it was a living person, and now Mo Yanrui is just a walking corpse.

People living in seaside villas are even worse off. Xiaochen always asks for mummy, but Mo Yanrui usually drinks until dawn when he comes back from the company, and doesn't pay attention to the crying children.

Entering Mo Yanrui's room, the spirit of wine rushed to her face. Sister LAN couldn't stand it.

"Young master, don't go on like this. People can't come back from death. Do you think Miss Mu will be happy to see you like this?"

"If you leave me, she'll be happy. She won't care what I am like." Mo Yanrui gave up his response.

She got rid of him in such a determined way that she was finally free, and his nightmare would never wake up.