Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 344 The Man Dashed Over to Hug Her 3
"It seems that Miss Tang is not dead, no wonder Mr. Gu has the leisure to worry about me..."

The wind and snow were very heavy, and the man's face could hardly be seen clearly under the halo of yellow, but the man who was full of hostility could not be ignored.

He walked a little closer to her and squatted down halfway, so that she could see all the expressions on his face clearly.

She really didn't know what Eldest Young Master Gu was upset about, and she didn't know whether the scarlet resentment was because she hated her or because she was angry with her.

Nothing matters anymore.

Because she doesn't care, and it has nothing to do with her.

She looked away from his brows and eyes, and her voice was so faint that it almost disappeared in the wind and snow.

She said: "Then trouble Mr. Li, I agree to dissect my father's body."

After she finished speaking, Xiao Qingyi pushed her towards Li Shaosi's modified off-road vehicle, but Gu Changye was one step ahead of them, opening a big black umbrella to cover the wind and snow in front of them.

He looked at them condescendingly, and said in a calm voice, "Where are you going, I'll see you off."

Mu Hua pulled up the scarf on his face to cover his mouth and nose, didn't look at him, but said to Xiao Qingyi who was behind him: "Xiao Xiao, I don't want to have anything to do with this person... It's disgusting to watch .”

Disappetizing, the word hit Gu Changye's chest like a thunderbolt, and it was hard to tell whether it was numb or painful.

The bottom of his eyes was like thick smoke billowing, and clusters of anger seemed to be gushing out of his eyes in the next second, but his voice was calm and without a trace of waves.

He raised the umbrella over their heads, "You hate me that much?" He smiled lowly, "You are the one who climbed into my bed, you are the one who promised to argue with me, and you are the one who is crying for a divorce." You...Mu Xiaohua, are you too devoted to the role of Mrs. Gu? You and I are tied together, it is a transaction between you and me, what are you wronging?"

Every word the man said was like a sharp sword piercing his heart intensively, and Mu Hua almost trembled from the pain.

She raised her eyes, a pair of dark eyes like magnificent obsidian, looking at him for a moment, said coldly: "Grievance? Why not hate?" Her tone slowed down, and she smiled softly, "I have today Today, it is all my own fault, so Mr. Gu, let's get together and part ways, do you understand?"

After she finished speaking, Li Shaosi, who had finished smoking a cigarette, came over.

He didn't know when he also had a big black umbrella in his hand, and he handed the umbrella to Xiao Qingyi's hand, "It's windy, everyone get in the car."

Xiao Qingyi took the umbrella from him, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

This was probably the last conversation between Mu Hua and Gu Changye. There should be a break between them. As a bystander, all she could do was wait.

She handed the umbrella to Mu Hua: "Fix it, let's go."

Mu Hua took it. The handle of the umbrella was warm. She held it as if a warm current spread from her fingertips to her heart, and her whole body seemed to feel warm.

Gu Changye wanted to stop them, but was stopped by Li Shaosi.

Li Shaosi choked Gu Changye with only one sentence: "My lord, is this hindering my law enforcement and handling of cases? Sometimes I am a jerk if I don't show affection. If you don't want to be detained, please Step aside."

Gu Changye's eyebrows twitched, and he grabbed the collar of his royal blue army coat, and said coldly and coldly, "Li Shaosi, you don't mean to be a successor, do you?"

When he finished speaking, Li Shaosi punched him mercilessly. The punch was so hard and fast that Gu Changye staggered back a few steps, and the thermos bucket he was carrying was scattered all over the floor. , The fresh and thick soup splashed all over his body.

Before he could stabilize his figure, Li Shaosi grabbed his collar, looked at him with a cold smile, and said coldly, "Gu Changye, you are such a bastard!"

After he finished speaking, he let go of him, waved the falling snow on his body, turned around and strode away.

Gu Changye stood in the wind and snow for a long time. There were people coming and going at the door of the emergency room of the hospital. Many of them were young fathers-to-be accompanying the mothers-to-be. Their faces were filled with the joy of becoming mothers and fathers soon.

For no reason, a different kind of emotion leaked from his heart imperceptibly, which he called regret.

If all this hadn't happened, he wouldn't be so unacceptable that the twins came to his world; perhaps, with the arrival of the child, he and that stupid girl would have a long way to go for the rest of their lives.

The heavy snow blurred his vision. He looked at the off-road vehicle that had gone away in a hurry, and belatedly realized that something seemed to have completely left his world.

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Mu Hua's father's autopsy was scheduled for nine o'clock in the morning the next day. In the evening, Mu Hua and Ms. Jiang gave Mu Hardware Zai a thorough grooming.

Mu Wujin and Ms. Jiang had a very good relationship during their lifetime. They have been married for [-] years, and Ms. Jiang is still innocent and innocent like a girl in love.

Mu Wujin left suddenly without leaving any words, which was a great blow to Ms. Jiang.

After she put on a decent suit and tie for Mu Wujin, she couldn't help but cry.

But she couldn't cry in front of Mu Hua, so she had to cry secretly by herself.

Xiao Qingyi saw her go to the bathroom and followed her.

For a woman who lost the person she loved most at once, and her daughter was tortured and hurt like this, it was a heart-wrenching pain for Ms. Jiang.

Xiao Qingyi could fully understand her, she stepped forward and gave her a hug, and said softly: "Trust me, everything will be fine." After a pause, "You have to be strong, you still have paintings."

Hearing this, Ms. Jiang burst into tears, crying like a child without a home.

Helplessness, surging helplessness; pathos, empty pathos.

Ms. Jiang's emotions collapsed to the extreme at this moment, and she also vented to the extreme.

She finally burst into sobs, the heart-piercing voice almost reached the ears of Mu Hua who was guarding the mourning hall.

Her heart constricted suddenly, and the veins on the back of her hands burst from pain, but no tears fell from her eyes.

She just looked at Mu Wujin who seemed to be asleep for a moment, and she talked a lot with him, chatting about her childhood and her future.

When Li Shaosi came in from the outside with a snowstorm all over his body, he saw the girl's calm and picturesque appearance under the warm light.

He still had a cigarette in his mouth, and he hadn't finished smoking it, so he stopped at the spot and smoked it, without going forward.

While smoking, he squinted at the girl.

He felt that Mu Hua was a very good name, very poetic, like the feeling she gave him when she was calm and peaceful.

He quickly finished a cigarette and walked over with the heat preservation box in his hand.

Mu Hua heard the movement behind her and turned her head to look at him.

The snow on the man's shoulders has not yet melted, and the young and tough face under the big-brimmed hat has a faint smile. He is raising the insulated box in his hand to her, and said faintly, "Are you hungry?"

(End of this chapter)