Grudge Breaker

Chapter 174 Wave after wave
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"Lord Cang Yue, you, when did you come?"

Zhuang Yuheng looked like he was a thief with a guilty conscience.

"Just arrived."

Gu Cangyue looked very calm and took the cup that Zhuang Yuheng had filled with water. The cup shattered in his hand.

"Just when you and my fiancée are inseparable."

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"No, Lord Cangyue, please listen to my explanation..."

"Go out and talk?"

Mo Tingfeng, who was standing with his arms folded, spoke coldly, with strange eyes and even a hint of murderous intent.
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Snow started to fall in the yard at some point.

Three men stood in the courtyard, each occupying a corner, just like an equilateral triangle.

The chill emanating from two of the men was even worse than the falling snow.

Gu Cangyue stretched out a hand, and the falling snowflakes automatically gathered on top of his palm and rotated in one direction, quickly forming the shape of a small tornado.

He looked at the snow spin in his hand expressionlessly and said coldly, "Lord Cang Yue, let me hear how you want to make it up."

"Wei Weisi was attacked by poison. I came immediately after receiving the summons from Ting Feng. It was really an accident just now."

Zhuang Yuheng paused, "Of course... I can't help myself."

“It’s so hard to control yourself!!”

Gu Cangyue threw the snow spinner in her hand towards Zhuang Yuheng, but he did not avoid it. The snow spin quickly disappeared into his left shoulder, and Zhuang Yuheng took several steps back before receiving the attack - equivalent to the lethality of a hurricane and blizzard falling into a bowl in an instant.

Although Zhuang Yuheng's combat power was inferior to the two of them, his defense was top-notch and he would never be seriously injured by this attack. Therefore, it was more hurtful to his emotions than to his body.

During this period, Mo Tingfeng had been watching with arms folded, as if the fate of the two of them had nothing to do with him.
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“I’d like to ask Mr. Yu Heng again, may I ask what night Weiwei mentioned... which night was it?”

Gu Cangyue asked as he stretched out his hand again. This time, the falling snowflakes condensed into a rapidly rotating ice edge in his palm.

"It was during the period of slight amnesia... the night you were hungover at my house."

In an instant, the icy edges in Gu Cangyue's palm became larger and the speed became faster.

"go on."

Mo Tingfeng, who had been silent since leaving the yard, finally spoke.

"I was guarding Weiwei in the first half of the night, and the love poison suddenly broke out. I gave her medicine to detoxify her, but I couldn't help it...she was so lustful that she fainted."

"What a lustful act that makes you faint!!"

Gu Cangyue gritted her teeth, and all the ice edges instantly sank into Zhuang Yuheng's right chest. Even a player like him who was a "human shield tank + thick blue nanny" couldn't hold back the bloodshot corners of his mouth.
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"Jun Yuheng, I have always respected you, how come you are also interested in Weiwei? You really are a Buddha who has moved your heart!"

Zhuang Yuheng laughed, and the laughter actually contained a bit of evil, completely unlike the sound that would come from the mouth of this gentle immortal. He gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"What a line from the Buddha touched the hearts of mortals. But if things hadn't happened today, this would have always been my only concern! Why do you need to take out the mortal hearts that I tried so hard to bury and that shouldn't be born and bring them to light again?!"

The two of them had never seen Zhuang Yuheng so excited and out of control.

It was clear that the snow was falling and there was no wind, but he was wearing a golden embroidered robe and long hair flying around. He was obviously on the verge of emotional explosion.

"What? I only allow you to be jealous, but I can't be a Buddhist? What's more, I've hidden my thoughts here! Why do you have to force each other so hard!"
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"Zhuang Yuheng! I have always regarded you as a brother of life and death!"

Mo Tingfeng finally broke out.

"Mo Tingfeng! If I didn't regard you as a brother of life and death, I would have taken action long ago!"

Zhuang Yuheng pointed his finger at Maimang and refused to give in.

"Okay! I admit it! I like Weiwei!"

"Remember? The night she woke up from amnesia, I told her that the three of us liked her very much and wouldn't hurt her. Tell the truth! I told her as well as you!"

Snapped!
Mo Tingfeng punched Zhuang Yuheng hard in the face, a pure power attack without any magic power. The latter turned into a black eye at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhuang Yuheng went berserk and punched back. The three of them actually struggled with each other with brute force.

The key is that they all have grievances against each other, and no one wants to be with the other, so they will fight whoever they get, and it will be a chaotic mess for a while, which is simply hopeless.

It's so childish that even elementary school chickens would find it disgusting.
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"Haha, what are you doing? Are you having a snowball fight?"

Song Weichen's clear voice came from under the eaves, and he had obviously woken up peacefully.

When the three of them heard her voice, they all stopped unconsciously. However, their bodies still maintained their fighting posture. It looked like they had pressed the pause button, which was really funny.

At this time, her face was clear and clear, without any trace of ambiguity or confusion as before.

How could she not know that the three of them were fighting hand-to-hand in a trapped animal? It was precisely because she could see it clearly and vaguely remembered that when she was unconscious, she seemed to behave frivolously with Zhuang Yuheng. She had already guessed it in her heart, so she deliberately said this.

Seeing that a heavy snowfall had covered the ground with white, she squatted down, pinched a snow ball, jumped out from under the eaves, and threw the snow ball towards the three of them.

"I want to have a snowball fight too!!"
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"Weiwei, how do you feel now..." Bang! The snowball fell squarely on Gu Cangyue's face...and mouth.

"Good on you little thing!"

Gu Cangyue picked up a small ball of snow from the ground and fluttered it towards Song Weichen. She jumped away with a smile. He quickly picked up the snowball and launched an attack on Zhuang Yuheng.

"Ah, Brother Yuheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I made your eyes black...does it hurt?"

After Song Weichen threw a ball of snow at Zhuang Yuheng, he hurried over to check the injuries on his face. It was clear that he was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and he could see through it without telling him.

"I'm sorry, I hit you too hard. Why don't you hit me with a snowball too? I promise not to hide."

Zhuang Yuheng smiled and said, "Okay, then you are not allowed to hide."

He really took a few steps back, gathered a big ball of snow from the ground, and threw it at her!
Song Weichen covered his face with his arms and closed his eyes to wait, but he still didn't see the snow falling. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Mo Tingfeng was already in front of him, and the front of his black brocade robe was covered with snow and frost.

"You old boy, you're so harsh!" Mo Tingfeng also started to fight back.

How could Zhuang Yuheng not know that Mo Tingfeng would come out to block, so he deliberately used force? How could Mo Tingfeng not know that Zhuang Yuheng knew that he would come out to block - to gain favor with Song Weichen for himself.

After all, they are still brothers. No matter how much they like each other, they still know that the world is brighter when they step back, and friends and wives cannot be bullied.

At this point, many of the knots caused by this poisonous episode have been resolved - these childish ghosts actually had a snowball fight.

Song Weichen calmly solved this problem and really made a huge difference.
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It's just that her physical strength is getting weaker day by day. Even if she wants to be naughty, she gets tired after playing for a while, and sits on the ground with her hands clenched and legs stretched out to rest.

When the three men saw that she was no longer playing, they also stopped and followed her example and sat down respectively.

Tingfeng Mansion returned to its usual tranquility.

Song Weichen closed her eyes and raised her head, feeling the snowflakes falling on her eyelashes and the tip of her nose. The subtle coolness was accompanied by a vague fragrance of flowers.

"The snow smells so good."

She recalled the Wohan Pond that Zhuang Yuheng took her to when she lost her memory. The snow there had the scent of wintersweet, just like now.

"Weiwei, are you cold? Be careful before catching a cold."

Even though she avoided him when she was in love, and seemed to be able to be with everyone but him, Mo Tingfeng still couldn't help but subconsciously care about her.

Song Weichen smiled and shook his head at him, "Don't worry, boss, Xiao Song, I'm not that crispy."

She looked around at the scenery. The bamboo forest dyed with snow added to its character. The spring water in the rockery was not frozen and crystal clear. The snow crystals fell on it and disappeared instantly. Thinking about it carefully, it was still late summer when she first arrived here, and she could hear cicadas in the evening breeze. Ming, I didn’t expect it has been so long.
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Suddenly I felt very reluctant to leave.

What's the saying? When you feel reluctant to let go, you have often started to lose.

"If it still snows today next year, how about we still have a snowball fight here?" she asked suddenly. The three men were stunned and looked at each other, their disgust revealing a closer intimacy than before.

"Okay, okay." They all agreed with her.

She smiled and narrowed her eyes, quietly hiding the moisture that was about to overflow her eyes.

The second half of Song Weichen's unspoken words was - if she could still live until today next year.
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"I'll go back if Weiwei is fine."

Zhuang Yuheng was the first to stand up and pat his butt.

Song Weichen stood up after him, walked over and grabbed his sleeves, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Do your eyes still hurt?"

"In your words, how can I, Lao Zhuang, be so crispy?"

She was amused by Zhuang Yuheng, a fairy who played tricks and was still a Call Back. But she didn't understand where the overwhelming sadness in her heart came from.

"Brother Yuheng, can I hug you? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. You shouldn't be so nice to me."

Before she could reach out her hand, Zhuang Yuheng took the initiative to hug her.

"Little guy, you are my recognized god-sister, Lord Sikong, and I treat you as a matter of course."

The other two men looked a little uncomfortable, but they seemed to be relieved for some reason. People's emotions and moods are really weird.
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"Weiwei, let's go home too?"

After Zhuang Yuheng left, Gu Cangyue also wanted to take her back home, but Song Weichen couldn't leave yet and had to wait for Ding Heran to come back to discuss the matter, so Gu Cangyue agreed to pick her up later, and he decided to go to Wangyue Tower to explore again.

In the once noisy Tingfeng Mansion, only Mo Tingfeng and Song Weichen were left.

Song Weichen now tried her best to avoid being alone with him, but as a result, she hid in Wuqingju, and Mo Tingfeng followed behind.

"Boss, your study is next door. If you... want to stay here, then I can go to your study?"

She wanted to leave, but was blocked by Mo Tingfeng.

"Weiwei, we have been through so much, survived in danger again and again, and finally understood our feelings for each other. Why are you so resistant to me all of a sudden?"

"Because of this restriction on me? If so, you don't have to worry about me. Or is the restriction just an excuse? In fact, there are other reasons. Did Gu Cangyue use some means to force and threaten you?"

"Mr. Mo, you have a lot of inner drama. Big Bird is so good, so it's good that I won't threaten him."

As she said that, she wanted to leave, but Mo Tingfeng grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, unable to get away at all.

"Sir Si Chen, do you know that this is sexual harassment in the workplace? If you want to put him in our place, he will be detained at least, and he will step on a sewing machine in the worst case!"

"Wei Wei! Can you be more serious?"

"Tsk, you're the one who keeps trying to flirt with me and says I'm not serious? I'm a quasi-married woman. Isn't it bad for you to treat me like this?"

"You can only be my wife!"

Mo Tingfeng felt aggrieved, especially when she saw Zhuang Yuheng lingering with her today, and she was even more jealous. He went to kiss her regardless of her, but Song Weichen refused and couldn't dodge, so she slapped him hard in desperation.

Snapped! The loud slap echoed throughout Wuqingju.
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Mo Tingfeng was stunned and kept still as his face was beaten sideways. As long as he could remember, no one had ever dared to do this to him.

Song Weichen was also stunned, what was she doing! Regardless of emotions, reasons, public or private matters, she should not treat and insult him in this way.

She couldn't help but her hands were shaking. She was really frightened by her actions. She wanted to touch his face but didn't dare.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry... How about you call me back? I, I can do it myself!"

She raised her hand and slapped herself hard. The moment she was about to hit her, Mo Tingfeng caught her wrist in time and threw it away.
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"Song Weichen!"

"Do you really understand what you are doing?!"

When Mo Tingfeng asked this question, not only his eyes, but even the whites of his eyes turned red.

"Do you think that as long as I don't touch you, I will no longer be tortured by the backlash? Let me tell you, unless I completely lose my memory and forget about you! Otherwise, if you deliberately stay away from me, the torture to me will only be more fatal and more painful. !”

"It's not desire that causes He's excitement, it's heartbeat that causes He's excitement. Do you understand?! As long as I love you, the backlash will never go away!"

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Song Weichen was a little unsteady. It turned out that as shallow as she was, she really understood it wrong.
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"Sir, He Ran is back, shall we discuss it now?"

Ye Wujiu's voice sounded at an inappropriate time outside Wuqingju.

"Get out!!"

I have never seen Mo Tingfeng so angry.

"I will kill anyone who dares to say another word!!"

There was no sound outside the door for a moment. The two people probably used the magic to escape.
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It was so quiet inside Wuqing's house that it felt like it was suffocating.

Mo Tingfeng closed his eyes and tried to control his emotions. When he opened his eyes again, there was no anger, only a deep sadness in his eyes.

"Song Weichen, what do you want from me?"

"You have thought clearly, I will definitely cooperate with you in the performance!"

Song Weichen wanted to ask if there is a potion that can make him lose his memory and forget about a person after drinking it. If he forgets that he doesn't love him, he will not suffer the backlash again.

But just thinking about it made her feel heartbroken. She hated herself for being selfish and unable to take the initiative to make him forget her.
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The more upset she became, the more her blood surged. She suddenly felt her nose was warm, and after wiping it with her hand, she found a nosebleed.

He looked even more panicked than she did. He took out his brocade handkerchief and wiped it carefully, with regret on his face. She only thought she was acting like this because she said something harsh.

Song Weichen became even more conflicted, with some inexplicable sense of grievance, both for him and for himself.

"Look, I'm really dying."

She spoke very quietly.

"I don't mean to be a slut and insist on keeping a distance from you. I'm afraid that the harder we are to separate you, the more painful it will be for you. I don't want you to be like that..."

Mo Tingfeng smiled bitterly. This little liar was so stupid that it made people feel sad. He thought that if he pretended to cut off the relationship now, he would be able to face her disappearance calmly in the future?
"You call it cutting flesh with a dull knife. No, you call it Lingchi with a dull knife! You are so smart and you don't care about my life or death at all."

"Then tell me, what should I do?" Song Weichen felt extremely aggrieved.

"I, Cang Yue, and Yu Heng, no matter who I am, will not let you die easily, and will find a way to save you. So, Weiwei, don't think so far ahead. Didn't Sang Pu tell you? Before the end, we will be content with our lives. ”

Song Weichen curled her lips, wanting to cry but trying to hold it back. Mo Tingfeng gently held her in his arms. His aura always made her feel stable.

"I can't think clearly, forget it." She curled her lips.

"Now I just want to make you all concubines! I want to turn over different brands every day!"
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Moon Tower.

Gu Cangyue didn't know that Shu Longlong was missing. In fact, except for the old housekeeper, Mo Tingfeng and a very few people in Sichen Mansion who knew about it, the news was well hidden.

So when he entered Wangyue Tower disguised as Boss Shu, he was entangled. The old housekeeper pulled him in tears and talked to him for a long time. Due to the disguise, Gu Cangyue could only give out 10% of the money. I listened patiently to his nagging, which inadvertently wasted a lot of time.

With great difficulty, he finally returned to his "own" room - Shu Longlong's residence where masks hung all over the wall.

Everything seemed to be no different from the last time he came in. I just learned from the old housekeeper that this bunch of people had their own quirks and did not allow anyone to help him clean the room. In other words, no one could enter except himself.

The old housekeeper was full of apologies for this, feeling that his sudden return and the fact that the room had not been cleaned for so long might cause him inconvenience.

No, Gu Cangyue soon discovered that the room was obviously different from the last time she came here.

On the table against the wall, there was a note pressed by Mo Yan. There was a sentence written on it that made his back tighten.
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Lord Cangyue, if you want to find the lost thing as soon as possible, you might as well go home and take a look now.

This refers specifically to the adult’s home in the Immortal Tree.

Don’t wait until the time comes.
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What really made him nervous was the time stamped on the note. It was clearly the moment he entered this room!