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I didn't think that Peng Haobai would actually bring up the issue of stocks on his own accord.

His tone of voice was boastful and shallow, making people feel disgusted with him.

I glared at him. "If it wasn't you guys who started it, would I have retaliated?"

I didn't speak.

"How much money did you lose? It could probably build hundreds of thousands of orphanages the size of the ninety-nine orphanages."

I don't care how much they lost. I care how much they lost.

I thought that since Peng Haobai was willing to take the initiative to divorce me, it was probably because he let go of the anger in his heart and wouldn't do anything to Jiu Jiu. As a result, he didn't hurry to change the orphanage for her.

His appearance this time was completely different from before.

His hostility was well concealed. He was deeper, more mysterious, more unfathomable.

The most important thing was, it was even more terrifying.

I don't know what else happened after I left.

"You better not have any ideas, or I won't let you go!"

I'm not so despicable that I wouldn't even let a child get away with it. The reason why I mentioned 99 is to remind you, if Mu Huainan is lucky enough to escape this calamity, how long do you think you can hide the fact that you're with him? "

I coldly replied, "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"Also, you said that he's despicable, but you don't seem to be that great either, right?" I sneered, "I deliberately brought back a doctor who gave me a stream of people from the past to spread the rumours. Peng Haobai, to tell you the truth, you might as well be Mu Huainan, to kill someone, after all he was just fighting openly, and he admitted it openly without covering up. " I coldly humphed and continued, "But what about you? You used innocent people to make use of the hands of others and killed more than just one person. You are a coward who wants to take all of your hatred and yet doesn't dare to face you with his real identity!"

"What the f * ck are you scolding me for?!"

Peng Haobai raised his hand and slapped me.

"You damned woman, why don't you give it a try by cursing?!" His eyes blazed with anger. "I'm warning you, don't compare me to that dying guy. He has no future with you, and I still have a long way to go."

My cheeks were burning with pain, but I refused to give in.

"Peng Haobai." I stared at him. "You're a madman!"

He suddenly burst out laughing.

"You finally realized that I am a madman?! "Hahahahaha."

I was horrified by his laughter and didn't know what to do.

"Little Xiao Wei, do you know why I'm doing all these?"

I already knew his purpose.

"You just want to destroy Mu Huainan and An Fang."

He slowly shook his head. "NONONO."

"I don't just want to destroy Mu Huainan, I want him dead."

Before I could say anything, he continued, "Do you know what I want him to die for?"

"I don't want to know."

"Previously, I wanted to obtain you, but now … It's for my grandfather. "

I looked at him, puzzled. "Your grandfather?"

"I want to make Mu Huainan pay with his life for my grandfather."

I started.

"Your grandpa, he …" He asked carefully, "What's wrong?"

His pitch-black eyes rolled about in his sockets, crafty and bizarre.

He pretended to speak lightly, but it made the listeners feel even heavier.

"He's dead."

He was still laughing, his eyes curved into the shape of a moon, but it was dark and empty.

Do you know, after I signed the divorce agreement with you, a few days later, in order to get justice for me, my grandfather took people to He Fang and ended up getting cut up by your people. He was supported back with half his leg covered in blood.

I listened with trepidation, but he was calm as if he were telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"Later on, because of excessive blood loss, my grandfather never woke up."

My heart sank as I suddenly understood. Why did Peng Haobai suddenly become like this? It's because he …

The despair of losing one's true love was enough to make one's mind go into chaos. From then on, they would walk on that dark and lonely road of no return.

"But this has nothing to do with Mu Huainan … "It's …"

Before I could finish, he interrupted me coldly.

"Bullshit!" It was all his fault! It's all because of him! "

I knew that this thought had become so deeply ingrained in his mind that it would never change, that it might even become part of his will to live.

"Lu Weian, have you ever experienced the pain of losing your beloved?" His face was as calm as water. He shot me a look that made my back break out in cold sweat.

"Have you ever imagined what would happen to you if, one day, ninety-nine misfortunes left you because of a heart attack?"

I didn't dare think about it. Just listening to him make me break out in cold sweat.

"Peng Haobai." I trembled. "What do you mean?"

He still had a scheming smile on his face, "Don't misunderstand, I just want to make an analogy. Don't worry, with a competent mother like you protecting her, her good fortune will definitely be fine."

I couldn't tell if he meant it or not.

"The pain of losing your true love." He looked at me. "I've experienced it twice in a week."

I understood what he had meant on those two occasions.

So I didn't ask.

"If a person suddenly has nothing, their courage will be magnified. Naturally, a person who has nothing will not be afraid of losing anything." He moved closer to me. "What's the point of keeping it or not, if it's bad?"

In this dark night, every word that Peng Haobai said contained unfeeling hatred and ruthlessness to not avoid or avoid.

"I was sitting on the ground in perfumery's courtyard by myself. That night was especially coincidental, there were no lights or stars. I thought I was looking at the sky by myself, leaving behind only a lonely round moon that miserably shone with a weak light."

I listened to him, and my voice was sad.

The moon shines down on me and I sit there all the time, from night to morning, until the sun slowly rises and reaches its highest peak, and the sun shines down on me like a wound on my cold skin, the wound at first very shallow, with fine lines of blood on it, but suddenly countless hands come out from all directions, pulling at the sides of the wound, half pulling, and the wound gets bigger and bigger, and the blood starts to gush out of it, and I cry and beg for mercy, and they try to avoid those hands, but they just keep tearing at me, over and over and over again, until I cry out in pain, and they tear off a layer of my flesh, and the sun burns and burns my head.

After Peng Haobai finished speaking with a calm expression, he slowly raised his eyes.

He suddenly asked me, "Do you know what I mean?"

I did not understand his question. I was silent in pain. What he had just said had caused me to be so still that I could not extricate myself from the pain.

I know there's not so much empathy in the world, but I've heard an expert say before that if the other person is in a lot of pain, the listener can feel at most a third of it.

I could feel three of them, and these three were enough to make me feel as if I had fallen into a bottomless abyss. The darkness pressed down on me like a mountain, like the sea drowning me, but as I listened, I couldn't speak, I couldn't breathe.

I know his pain, and I can't escape it.

Probably because I didn't answer, Peng Haobai continued to speak on his own.

"In the beginning, the darkness was the day I was captured from abroad and ordered by my grandfather to study in the Mu City. But later on, it gradually turned into the morning and the light came. It was the day I met you."

It turned out that he had started to describe the pain he felt earlier.

"However, the sun this morning was originally warm and soft, but it grew higher and higher. The sunlight became more and more dazzling, finally burning a hole in my body and slowly tearing it apart. There are so many helpers with you, so many of them."

I cleared my throat, unable to say a word of explanation.

He could only choke out, "Please …" "I beg of you, please stop …"

He then said, "Xiao Wei, I don't blame you. To fall in love with you is my own affair, no wonder you are here. "

I couldn't tell if he was telling the truth or not.

"But I must let Mu Huainan die, because the grudge between him and I, is not only a matter of stealing away my true love, but also the grudge of killing my loved ones."

"Little White." I called to him as softly as I could, trying to be intimate, trying to calm his agitation.

"You're too extreme."

He looked at me and sneered. "If I kill ninety-nine, will you kill me with your own hands?"

My body stiffened. He had grasped my weak spot very well. Whenever he mentioned 99, I would lose all ability to react and resist.

"Lu Weian, there is a saying, 'spectator can see clearly'. If I did not use 99 as an example, you would not understand my feelings."

"However, you cannot be revived even if you die. Your grandfather will definitely hope for you to live well!"

"Fuck my ass!" He spat on the ground fiercely, "Isn't this comforting words too old-fashioned? Lu Weian, you really can't think of a reason to let go of my hatred, right?"

He was right. Indeed, I couldn't say it out loud.

Because what he had experienced was not something an ordinary person could endure.

"I lived in the perfumery since I was young, and it wasn't easy for me to bring it out after I became sensible. However, because of my mischievousness, my father died because of me. At that time, I was young and immature, so I didn't have any feelings for this father that I haven't seen a lot." Peng Haobai suddenly mentioned the past. His speech was very slow, and slowly, even his eyes were somewhat moist: "Later on, it was my mother who was fooling around with men outside. If it wasn't for my grandfather taking my feelings into consideration, he would have couldn't bear it any longer and chased my mother out."

As he spoke, he smiled sadly.

"Since I was young, I have always wanted to leave the perfumery, to leave my grandfather's side with all my might, until … "He really left …"

Even Peng Haobai, who had always been pretending to be strong, could not help it.

When I saw him call me "Grandpa," a tear fell from my eye.

"Lil 'White, you have my condolences." I leaned over and gently patted his back.