The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 583 More than half a step
"Wait a minute." Mingzhu said, but Xi Mo didn't move, she hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll ask Daiwai to move back to Xiao's house."

"Why?" Xiao Zimo frowned immediately, he didn't like that child.

"No reason, is there any problem if I want my brother to move back?"

Xiao Zimo glanced at Xi Mo with dark eyes, saw that he had no objection, nodded after a moment of hesitation, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

Xi Mo went upstairs with Mingzhu in his arms, Mingzhu grabbed his clothes tightly and said suddenly, "Momo, you are angry."

"No." Xi Mo denied that he was going crazy when he saw her and Ling Xi lying on the same bed.

"Momo, do you think you can't feel it because you can't see it?" Mingzhu was placed on the soft bed by him, and Xi Mo pulled the quilt up for her.

"I didn't lie to you." Xi Mo sat on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair with his fingers, "If I have to say yes, it should be - jealousy."

"Jealous?" Mingzhu was puzzled.

"Mingzhu, men and women cannot lie on the same bed, unless they are husband and wife." Xi Moyu said earnestly.

"Can't brother too?"

"Impossible." Xi Mo held her warm fingers, and Ling Xi warmed his hands that had been sluggish, which made him not jealous or crazy.

Mingzhu blinked, thought for a long time, and said, "Well, I won't be like this in the future, so you don't get jealous, okay?"

A faint smile overflowed from Xi Mo's lips, and her bright eyes looked at her palm-sized cheeks, filled with a sense of fullness, a feeling that only she could give herself.

"Sleep, I'll watch over you."

There was no mention of the capsule, or the question of leaving without saying anything, as if nothing had happened.

Mingzhu hummed softly, closed her eyes slowly, with her fingers still in his palm, and fell asleep peacefully, without explanation, without explanation for collapse...

The room fell into silence.

When Xi Mo went downstairs, Xiao Zimo was still sitting on the sofa. The years had left vicissitudes and marks on his cheeks. It's getting old.

This young man who was rebellious, romantic and happy now only has a pearl by his side, so what if he has more money, power and status?
There is no one who can add a coat to him now.

How bleak.

"Is she okay?" Xiao Zimo swept his eyes, and his eyes fell on Xi Mo coldly.

Sit down in front of him, straighten your back, nod your head, "I'm asleep."

Xiao Zimo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned back involuntarily, as if he lost his center of gravity in an instant.

"I want to tell Mingzhu about Mu Rutanger after her wedding." Xi Mo spoke suddenly, his cold voice echoed in the silent living room, back and forth, and finally disappeared.

Xiao Zimo's face darkened, and the frowning of his sword eyebrows deepened the shallow wrinkles on his face, and the few strands of silver snow-colored white hair on the ear temples were very dazzling.After closing his eyes and hesitating for a long time, he finally slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xi Mo intently, "Let this matter be handled by you. If it is possible, it can make her feel less sad."

Xi Mo nodded, "I will try my best." After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "You haven't slept all night, go and rest."

Xiao Zimo didn't speak, just nodded his head seemingly, then stood up and went back to his room to rest.

In the afternoon, Xi Mo and Xiao Zimo both went out, Lianlian and Xi Ting were in the room, Ling Xi did not come back, only the servants were doing work in the deserted home.

Mingzhu was sitting alone in the room reading a book, when she suddenly heard footsteps, she put down the book, "Did Momo come back?"

If it was waiting, he would never be so quiet.

"It's me..." Mu Ze walked in without closing the door, with a smile of flowers blooming on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Ming Zhu playfully, "I want to chat with you a few words."

Mingzhu's face darkened, she held the book tightly with her fingers, and said in a cold and impolite voice, "I have nothing to talk to you, please go out."

"Really?" Mu Ze chuckled, hooked his lips meaningfully, and said evilly, "I thought you would want to know where Mu Rutang'er is. I haven't seen her for so many years, do you really miss her at all?"

Mingzhu's body froze, her complexion changed instantly, "Do you know where my mommy is?"

"I know where she is, and I can even tell you her address, but..." Xie Mei's voice paused, becoming bewitching and seductive, "Why should I tell you?"

"What do you want to tell me?" Mingzhu clasped the book firmly with her fingers, not knowing that the paper was torn, "Lan Muze, what do you want to tell me?"

"Please." Mu Ze pursed his thin lips lightly, "Please let me tell you."

Mingzhu's body trembled in surprise or anger, her fingertips turned white with force, and when her jet-black eyes moved in his direction, her face lost its color little by little.

"Is it difficult?" Mu Ze sneered, "It seems that you don't really want to know where Mu Rutang'er is."

"Can torturing me really make you so happy, Lan Muze?" Mingzhu suppressed the anger in her heart, her voice was almost choked in her throat, and she almost couldn't get it out.

"Stop joking, Miss Xiao, who is held in the palm of everyone's hand, how dare I torture you! It's just a joke!"

Mu Ze walked up to her, took out a business card from his pocket and stuffed it into her palm, "The address is written on it, you can find it yourself. Remember not to ask anyone to lead the way, otherwise——you know, They won't let you see her."

Doubt flashed across Mingzhu's eyes, she clutched the business card in her hand, not understanding why he told herself this.

When Mu Ze was about to straighten his body, his gaze inadvertently met her empty eyes. They were obviously invisible eyes, clear and bright like night pearls, flowing like water, as if they wanted to suck in other people's consciousness, thoughts, and emotions.

"It seems that I understand why he cares about you so much." The evil smile on the corner of his mouth echoed in the deserted room, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Mingzhu had been holding her breath just now, but now she finally breathed a sigh of relief, clenched her fingers forcefully, her face was conflicted and struggling, she didn't know whether to believe Mu Ze, what he said was true, or just to lie to herself!

Mommy, can I really find you after all these years?
At ten o'clock in the evening, Mingzhu hailed the car, and didn't let anyone follow her. She got in the car and showed the address to the master. The master said he knew this place, so he drove her there.

As the sun set, the cemetery was deserted, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the crows standing on the branches hissed one after another, making the atmosphere extraordinarily bleak and gloomy.

"Miss, this is the place you are looking for." The driver brought her to a cold tombstone and stopped.

"Where is this place?" The surroundings gave her a very scary feeling.

"The cemetery." The master replied smoothly, "Isn't this the cemetery you gave me the address, it's the tombstone!"

"The cemetery?" Mingzhu frowned, her eyes were cold, she squeezed his clothes tightly, "You said this is the cemetery, and the address on the back of the business card says the cemetery?"

This is impossible!

Was it Lan Muze who lied to him?
"That's right!" The master looked at the business card again, and read: "Mu Rutanger, No. B1314, Yuntian Cemetery. Isn't the word Mu Rutanger written on this tombstone?"

Isn't the word Mu Rutang'er written on the tombstone?
Isn't the word Mu Rutang'er written on the tombstone?
In an instant, it was like a blow to the head, the fingers let go and fell slumped, and the whole person fell to the ground, shaking his head constantly, tears swept wildly, flooding the thin cheeks, and the voice rushed out hysterically as if breaking through the darkness, roaring: "No! !"

"Impossible... No... No... You lied to me... You must be lying to me!"

The hysterical voice was full of despair, fingers gripped the cold ground, tears fell crazily and mixed with snot, "Impossible... no... Mommy won't die... You lied to me, You are all lying to me..."

Seeing her suddenly like this, the master didn't know what to say for a while, and stood there at a loss.

Not far away, the belated figure bathed in the light of the sunset slowly descended in front of her, her embarrassment, collapse, and helplessness came into view, and the corners of her mouth became more and more flamboyant.

"My mother has been dead for so many years, but she has never worshiped, and she lives in self-pity and sorrow all day long." The light voice was accompanied by the evening wind, and it was mixed with mockery and contempt, "Xiao Mingzhu is like you. Why should people be happy?"

And why occupy Satan's heart.

"No... I don't believe it... You lied to me... Lan Muze, you lied to me..." Mingzhu kept shaking her head, the tears on her pale cheeks were crystal clear, and she couldn't restrain herself from crying.

"I lied to you?" Mu Ze had a smile on his lips but it was not in his eyes, giving people a gloomy feeling.

In the next second, he grabbed Mingzhu's wrist and rudely dragged her to the tombstone, pressing her fingers firmly on the cold and hard tombstone, "Touch your mother's body temperature yourself! See who is lying to you! "

Mingzhu's body collided and fell and she couldn't feel the pain anymore, her tears flowed silently, her fingers were pressed on the tombstone, her limbs were stiff for a long time and she didn't react.

Mu Ze's words are like magic voices echoing in your ears, you can touch your mother's body temperature yourself!Find out who is lying to you!

The heart was cut like a knife, tears overflowed on the cheeks, the cold fingertips gently touched the cold and hard tombstone, the convex and concave marks became more and more obvious under the fingers, the tears in the eyes fell down, desperately Depressed, desperately suppressed but can't suppress the huge sadness counterattack, overwhelming the river, and the drowning people are desperate and suffocating.

Mu Ze put his hands in his pockets, his beautiful eyes looked at her heartbroken appearance indifferently, without any emotion.

Apart from not being a daughter, how could I be any worse than this embarrassed woman in front of me?Knowing her earlier than her, and being better-looking than her, no matter that is enough for Xiao Mingzhu to feel inferior, but why is it such a blind man who has occupied Satan's heart for so many years.

One stroke, one horizontal and one vertical, the cold fingertips trembled violently, tears rolled down the corners of his mouth, far more bitter than Coptis chinensis, and he finished writing Mu Ru extremely slowly, and slowly touched the word [Tanger], Completely broke down and cried.

"Impossible... This is impossible... Mommy... Mommy..."

Heart-piercingly choked, almost crying, this must be fake, it was used by Mu Ze to lie to himself...

(End of this chapter)