Feng Mo Chen is not the same, the face is indifferent to see all this happen, she has a kind of helpless feeling.

Mu Shiyang also looks at the sudden voice of Mu Qing, also called Ao Qing, Niang?

They all hurt her like that, and she was still thinking about Aoqing.

MuQing walked slowly. Every step seemed to be stepping on Aoqing's heart. The pain made her gasp. She seldom saw such a weak MuQing.

Even if I had beaten her, I had never laid such a heavy hand like this time, and I didn't want to kill her like this time.

Finally, MuQing came to Aoqing's face. Her face was as pale as paper, and she had no blood. She was wearing fengmochen's clothes, which was so loose.

She stood so high, her eyes fixed on Aoqing, her dry lips moved slightly: "do you hate me that much? As like as two peas in my name, I thought it was dad who took it for me. I must have loved you too much. My father's name and his mother's pain were not my father's and my mother's pain. My name is a burden to you, a tool of revenge, isn't it? "

With these words, she was still expressionless, did not cry, did not make noise, asked very calmly, very calm.

In the ordinary way, she has been furious about this kind of thing.

But at this moment, the more calm Mu Qing is, the more uncomfortable she is. This blow is almost fatal to her.

And her words, for mu Shiyang, also like a knife to stab hard, pain he closed eyebrows, dark eyes.

He didn't defend, he didn't explain.

Because MuQing is right.

He used to show too little concern for MuQing and never took the responsibility of being a good father.

He thinks that the existence of MuQing is a knot in one's heart, which is the most painful shame in his heart. He is not reconciled, but he has no choice.

But in the end?

She turned out to be his and Yaoyao's own daughter.

God, isn't that a joke? The joke mocked him to pieces.

Aoqing and Mu Shiyang have different feelings. After hearing Mu Qing's question, she can't argue anything. At this stage, she has nothing to admit.

"Yes, I just think you are a burden. You are a tool for me to revenge on moyao Yao."

Mu Qing sniffed the words and bit his lips. His heart was like a knife. He held his fingers tightly and glared at Aoqing's red and swollen face: "then you beat me because you hate me. You never regard me as a daughter. You just want to beat me out? Over the years, your attitude to me is uncertain, because you hate me, right? You said, I betrayed you, in fact, it's your excuse. You know what they will find out, so you'll find an excuse to kill me? "

"Yes." Aoqing lowered her eyes and continued to answer.

Hear Ao Qing answer is a word, Mu Qing eyes instantly red, tears like a broken line of pearls, crackling down.

Her voice a choke, low voice way: "is I dead, you don't hate father and that woman?"

Smell speech, Ao Qing suddenly lift Mou, looking at Mu Qing that pair of cry red eyes, don't know why, her heart is like an instant be torn, pain suffocate.

“.....”

MuQing smiles, tears are falling down, blurred vision, she murmured: "well, I'll die, you don't have to fight, fight again, I'll die a hundred."

I heard her say die.

All one shock.

Including Aoqing.

She looked at Mu Qing with wide eyes in amazement.

"Qing'er, don't get me wrong. We never hate you. You are my daughter and I. We love you. It's too late to hurt you." When Mu Shiyang saw Mu Qing's smile, he was afraid that she would not open it for a moment, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Love me? Does it hurt me? Have you ever hurt me? Have you ever loved me? Don't be hypocritical here. I'm not your daughter. My life is up to me. I'll give it back to you now. I don't want to see you or have anything to do with you all my life. "