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Hearing Mu Huainan's words, Lin Shupei could not help but chuckle.

It seemed that every time Lin Shupei mentioned my name in front of Mu Huainan, she would not be able to remain calm. The thorns on her body suddenly stood up, slowly stood up, and faced Lin Shupei as they raised their hands.

Mu Huainan laughed.

Lin Shupei glared ferociously at her, and did not retreat anymore. "Who said I'm afraid of you?"

Mu Huainan didn't say anything. He lifted his hand and placed it on Lin Shupei's face, lightly touching the scar on her face and sighed with regret.

"Such a nice face, gone just like that."

There was not a trace of pity in his tone, because Mr. Mou had never understood compassion.

In his world, there was only the law of the jungle.

Lin Shupei's eyelashes fiercely trembled. After a long while, she finally managed to suppress the hatred in her heart and spat out a few words, "Isn't it all thanks to you?"

Mu Huainan listened and sighed lightly.

"If you were willing to listen to me, that wouldn't be the case."

Lin Shupei glared at him, not wanting to be outdone in the slightest, "Mu Huainan, you always think that you can control other people's destinies. What do you think you are? "God?!"

His hand slowly slid down Lin Shupei's face.

"I'm not anyone's god, you guys think too highly of me. You call me a demon, you call me an old fox." As he spoke, he suddenly chuckled, "Maybe I did some impulsive things when I was young, and didn't care what methods I used in order to gain power. But I'm old now, so I just want to live with my family. I'm not as resourceful as you say, it's just that I have my own rules and regulations for doing things."

He then said the words that he had often said to An Fang.

"Everything must be done according to the rules."

His hand continued to move downwards, all the way until he reached into her clothes. He could not see his hand, only the trembling Lin Shupei, who was feigning calmness on the surface but was shaking so much that her gums were knocking together, making "ge ge ge" sounds. His body was even more stiff, not daring to move at all.

Suddenly, the collar of her dress stuck out. The hand that was placed inside the collar grabbed at something and pulled at her whole body, as if it had been lifted up. However, the hand could not be seen, so it became even more terrifying.

Lin Shupei's face was pale, trembling and did not dare to say a single word.

As Mu Huainan held her, he sized her up leisurely. His gaze didn't seem to be looking at a person, but at a plaything, an accessory.

"No," he said.

"Lin Shupei, the reason you're still alive is because I need someone who can calm Jing Yu down so that I can take her back home and see her in peace."

With that, he let go and took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe it off.

He remained calm and collected.

As for Lin Shupei, her face had long since turned pale from fright, and was still trembling after being released. She looked at him as if she was looking at a monster that had bit off one of her arms and one of her legs.

When she dragged what was left behind with hatred and returned with a broken body to seek revenge, she realized that she couldn't even threaten him.

She had used her own methods to scare him, threaten him, and her sudden rebirth. She had thought that she could see traces of panic on his face, but it did not.

A sudden feeling of empathy welled up in me. After seeing all of this in the cupboard, a kind of pain inexplicably surged out from my heart, this kind of pain allowed me to deeply understand how Lin Shupei felt at this moment.

Only we understand.

I hid in the closet, almost suffocating.

Mu Huainan seemed to be tired, he sat on the stool to the side to rest, then Lin Shupei walked over to my cabinet.

Her target wasn't me, it was the paper on the floor.

All the drawing papers that Jing Yu was holding tightly to fell to the ground in fright.

Now that Lin Shupei picked them up one by one, her movements were very slow. Every time she picked up a piece, she would deliberately stop in front of me for one or two seconds, as if trying to let me see everything clearly.

The first picture was of a house I recognized. It was the house I had lived in before, and it was still there when my parents died.

It's not surprising that she did this. She used to do it in nursing homes, because it's our home.

However, I had never seen the following pages before.

In the second, the house was on fire.

The third page was filled with burning flames.

The fourth card, the one after the fire was extinguished, the scene of devastation was shocking.

I know what she's drawing. It's the whole process of her parents' death. She must have seen it with her own eyes. She must have seen it with her own eyes.

It was only on the last page that my heart broke.

The man, in a crisp suit, with a stern face. He watched the tragedy unfold with a smile on his face.

Jing Yu had always painted very lifelike, so she was able to quickly capture and copy the characteristics of her expression.

The person on the painting had an indifferent but ruthless appearance. Just one look at him would cause others to think of Mu Huainan.

Lin Shupei picked up the drawing and walked over, then placed it in front of Mu Huainan, spreading it all out.

At this moment, Lu Jingyu suddenly woke up. She suddenly sat up on the bed and was stunned for a moment. Then, she turned her head and looked over.

It landed on the paper on the table. Almost at the same time, she rushed out of the bed as if she had gone mad, threw herself onto the table, and hugged the paintings again.

Mu Huainan looked at her, quietly waiting for her to tidy up all the paintings, and then tell her without a doubt.

"Give me the painting."

Holding the painting, she shrank back and shook her head.

"Jing Yu." His eyes chased her, relaxed and even a little lazy, but it was still oppressive.

Jing Yu's tears streamed down, she was so scared that she hugged the painting without saying a word.

He said again, "Give me the painting."

When she was facing Mu Huainan, she had practically collapsed at every moment.

She broke down crying and had no choice but to let go. Paper after paper fell to the ground, all wet from her tears.

Mu Huainan didn't move, and continued to look at him calmly.

With his tormenting gaze, he looked at Jing Yu's body without letting go. This was a form of torture.

Jing Yu could finally no longer hold on. She knelt on the ground and picked up the papers one by one, carefully placing them on the table in front of Mu Huai.

Mu Huainan took it and tore it all up in front of Jing Yu.

Jing Yu was like a pitiful child, fragile and helpless. Seeing her beloved thing ruined in front of her, she cried silently.

Poor thing.

Mu Huainan was still the same, approaching her without mercy. He lifted her chin and told her word by word, "You have pretended to be crazy and play dumb for so many years. You should know your limits."

As he spoke, he stood up and calmly walked towards the door.

When he reached the door, he stopped. He did not turn around, but opened his mouth to the people behind him.

"Lu Jingyu, if you don't want to go back, I will tell An An that you are dead. From today onwards, you will be staying in this dark place with this woman who is neither a human nor a ghost. "Whatever."

After saying that, he was about to leave.

She crazily pushed Lin Shupei away, and seeing that she had gone mad again, she struggled to move her limbs. She stumbled and fell at Mu Huainan's feet, hugging his leg of his pants, crying as she begged.

"Don't... Don't. Don't leave me. "Don't..."

Mu Huainan didn't even lower his head to look at her, he only looked straight ahead, and said indifferently: "Aren't you extremely afraid of me, why are you still willing to follow me."

He stopped and let Lu Jingyu cry for a while, then bent down to look at her.

"Right." He slowly lifted her chin. "You're a madman, how can you talk logic to me?"

He reached out a hand to her, touching her head like a puppy.

"You saw Lin Shupei's fate. If you don't listen to me obediently, I can't guarantee that you'll be better off than her."

His tone was light, without any coercion or anger. He just calmly set off a bomb in your head.

"Bam!" He was so scared that he could only nod his head. He didn't dare to resist and could only obey.

After Mu Huainan finished speaking, he stood up once again. He did not support the person on the ground, but Jing Yu himself stood up.

She was still shaking, but she didn't dare scream.

"Mu Huainan!"

Lin Shupei's shrill voice suddenly pierced the silence of the room.

The threshold under Mu Huainan's feet had already been stepped on several times, and he was still unable to step over. He was getting impatient, he turned his head and met Lin Shupei's gun head on.

"Do you think I would let you go so easily?"

Her eyes were flushed red, and as she laughed, she continued to be ruthless, "Mu Huainan, since you know that I am here for revenge, you wouldn't dare to come alone! Do you think I will let you go? "

The cold wind rustled, and the desolate rooms were filled with old friends and things. However, things were different.

Time seemed to have stopped. No one moved first.

Mu Huainan was still the same, no one could tell what he was thinking, not even his face.

After a long while, he simply turned and walked in Lin Shupei's direction, leaving Jing Yu trembling while leaning on the door.

"Don't come near me!"

Even though she was the one holding the gun, it was still her who panicked.

"Put it down."

When he spoke those two words, he no longer dared to move.

Lin Shupei tried her best not to let go of the spear in her hand, but her wings were already trembling.

He walked closer and added softly.

"Be good."

Only the Mr. Mou liked to say these two words.

Be obedient.

I know that Lin Shupei will definitely not be able to hold on, because I can feel the same.

None of the people groomed by the Mr. Mou dared to go against his words.

When he said listen to him, you had to listen to him instinctively. Back then, Liang Yin was like this, but now, Lin Shupei was still unable to escape.

The spear fell onto the ground. Mu Huainan did not pick it up, but looked at the shivering lady and spoke softly.

"Pick it up."

At this moment, Lin Shupei was like a zombie whose soul had been extracted, her face was still fixed in that moment of fear, her mind unable to turn anymore.

He told her to pick it up and she picked it up.

When he asked her to give him the gun, she offered it to him with both hands.

"Bam!"

This gunshot came as a surprise, causing me to close my eyes and take deep breaths a few times before daring to open them slowly. I saw that Lin Shupei, who had fallen to the ground, had a bloody hole in her thigh that was habitually pierced by a gun, but she looked much better than before, with a lot less fear and sluggishness slowly disappearing as well.

The pain woke her up. She was not a dog that he could deal with, she was a ghost that had come back for revenge.

Mu Huainan still looked down from above, using a gaze that did not concern himself with the woman on the ground.

"This shot is because I hope that you will listen obediently and not think of doing anything to anyone in the Lu family. Otherwise, I won't let you go."

He left with Jing Yu.

The room was quiet again, but the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger, and I could barely breathe.

I observed everything from the cupboard. He was still the same person, that terrifying Mr. Mou. With just a few words, he was able to cause people's hearts to turn into mush, and pierce through their bones. It was clear to tell his subordinates what fear was.