Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 2112
A slight sound came from outside, Xia Yiyi threw off the quilt reflexively and rushed out, "Xiaobai..."

Mu Jingchen was sitting on the sofa outside drinking wine, seeing Xia Yiyi coming out, his dark eyes shot out a cold murderous look, which stimulated Xia Yiyi's nerves.

Everything is not a dream, everything is reality.

"Xiaobai, you're still alive, right?" Xia Yiyi didn't want to believe all of this, and asked unwillingly.

Mu Jingchen looked at the woman in front of him coldly, and said word by word, ruthlessly: "He's dead, Xiaobai is dead! Now you're happy!"

Xia Yiyi's legs gave way and she almost fell.

She held onto the wall in time, tears falling uncontrollably.

"No, Xiaobai is not dead, Xiaobai must not be dead." Xia Yiyi couldn't believe such a fact.

Mu Jingchen drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and put down the goblet heavily.

"I booked a flight back to City D at [-]:[-] p.m., and I'll be leaving in a while. I've already paid for the presidential room, and we have nothing to do with you in the future." Mu Jingchen got up, carried his luggage and left.

Xia Yiyi covered her face and cried silently.

The son just disappeared.

She would rather die herself.

"Wait!" Xia Yiyi suddenly raised her face from her hands, "Are you leaving just like that?"

"What else?" Mu Jingchen asked coldly with his back turned to Xia Yiyi.

"Xiaobai was killed at such a young age, shouldn't we find the murderer who killed Xiaobai?"

Mu Jingchen turned around and looked at Xia Yiyi: "Shouldn't you be the mother who killed my son?"

Xia Yiyi was stunned.

"You stayed well in D City, but you secretly brought your son here, and your son was killed. Do you think you have the face to say this?"

"Sorry, I'd rather die myself."

"I will handle all the son's funeral affairs. You don't need to worry about anything. From now on, we will return to each other, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on!" Mu Jingchen strode away.

Xia Yiyi couldn't help but shed tears again.

*
The plane arrived at D city at [-] o'clock in the evening, after [-] o'clock.

After leaving the airport, I got into the car that came to pick me up. As soon as my phone was turned on, I received a call.

Not knowing what was said on the other end, Mu Jingchen said coldly: "Let him make trouble, don't worry about it!" He hung up the phone, closed his eyes, and leaned on the back seat to rest.

*
Early the next morning, Mu Jingchen woke up and went to the bathroom to wash up as usual.

Habitually, he reached for the toothbrush that was supposed to be filled with toothpaste, only to find that the toothbrush was well placed in the cup, and then he remembered that Xia Yiyi was not there.

At this moment Xia Yiyi is still abroad asking the police about her son.

The police gave a reply that the child belonged to him who accidentally fell into the water and drowned, and the police have closed the case.

How could Xia Yiyi accept such an answer?

The police didn't want to talk to Xia Yiyi anymore, so they went about their own business.

Xia Yiyi spent a long time at the police station, but no one paid any attention to her.

His son was killed, and it was impossible for Mu Jingchen to let go of the murderer who killed his son.

Xia Yiyi immediately went to the airport to buy a plane ticket back to City D.

*
Mu Jingchen, who was busy working in the company's office, heard the knock on the door, without raising his head, and said lightly: "Come in."

The assistant opened the door and went in, "Mr. Mu, Miss Xia Yiyi said she wants to see you."

"I'm busy……"

Xia Yiyi had already barged in, but the assistant hurriedly stopped her: "Oh, you can't come in..."

"I have something to tell you." Xia Yiyi said loudly, with the momentum of not giving up until the matter was resolved.

Mu Jingchen looked at Xia Yiyi who forced his way in, and motioned for his assistant to go out first.

The assistant thoughtfully closed the door when he left.

Mu Jingchen leaned back on the office chair, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

(End of this chapter)