Xu Shihan's cheeks were slightly flushed and she was a little shy.
Although she was confused and couldn't figure out what was going on, but living in such a luxurious intensive care ward and the sudden appearance of a strange handsome man claiming to be her lover, everything was wonderful like a dream.
Murong Cheng used a small knife to cut the dragon fruit into pieces and placed them in the delicate cutlery.
"Have some fruit." His tone was light.
Xu Shihan hung her head and said yes, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, pinching her fork and coyly eating two small pieces.
Murong Cheng sat on the sidelines staring at her, his brows furrowed in an unnoticeable frown, as if he was scrutinizing something ...
Xu Shihan didn't understand the deep meaning in his eyes.
In fact, she had always felt that Murong Cheng was strange, although he came to see her every day and claimed to be her boyfriend on his lips, his attitude towards her had always been cold, and even if he occasionally showed gentleness, it was fleeting, and there was a ... feeling of uncertainty.
Eating being stared at like this is very uncomfortable, Xu Shihan put down her fork and whispered, "Not much appetite, I'll eat later ..."
Murong Cheng stared at her without saying a word for a moment, and then suddenly smiled and said, "Don't like to eat? It's okay, I'll buy you something else next time."
Xu Shi Han froze and looked at him, not understanding why he was suddenly happy ...
Obviously the fruit was bought by him, obviously he wanted her to eat it ...
Moreover, she didn't say that she didn't like it ah.
Xu Shihan's gaze fell on the dragon fruit in the white porcelain plate, fresh and juicy.
She thought to herself, maybe ... don t eat it next time either.
...
Su Zi followed Bai Wei back to the Mu residence.
Located in the famous rich area of Qingjiang City, the Mu residence is a European-style classical villa, with cascading symmetrical columns and snow-white walls with curved decorations, it is full of Romantic romance without losing its elegance and splendor.
The iron cast gate with tangled branches and carved flowers slowly opened, revealing the familiar scenery inside.
They got off at the entrance of the courtyard, and the maid of the house took the luggage from Bai Wei's hand and called out, "Mrs. Bai, Miss Mu Zi."
Su Zi had a momentary trance.
Yes ... she is now no longer the Mu family's prestigious young grandmother, but an inconspicuous adopted daughter, Mu Zi.
Revisiting the same place, but her identity has changed, it is really heartwarming.
Mu Zi followed Bai Wei inside.
The villa is beautiful, but they do not live here.
In the half-arched circular garden at the back of the villa, there is a small house, where they live.
The small house has white walls and a red roof, and the outside wall is covered with green creepers, blending in with the garden scenery, giving it a retro and fresh feel.
This kind of house, put aside outside is many people save a lifetime of money can not afford to buy a "small villa", in the Mu family, but really not enough class.
After entering the door, one side is the living room, the other side is the dining room, the decorative style is still the continuation of the European retro feeling, but less luxurious atmosphere, more rustic and elegant.
The bedroom is on the second floor.
Mu Zi's room, with a set of handmade pine furniture, not much more expensive, wins in the simple and natural, with a faint pine flavor.
The room is arranged in a comfortable and cozy way, Mu Zi is very satisfied.
She pushed open the floating window of the bedroom, and realized that from here she could just see the villa in front of her, with a wide view.
The door of the room was knocked gently, Bai Wei came to look for Mu Zi.
"These days you're living in the hospital, you weren't able to attend your sister-in-law's funeral, go and offer incense to your sister-in-law later."
"Well, it's time to go and offer incense." Mu Zi nodded her head.
To burn a stick of incense, to bless herself that this rebirth will not be wasted, to have revenge, to have grace, all things, to make an end of it.
She looked at the villa not far away, thinking: the murderer who killed me, is in that house ...
Although the funeral has ended, many things have not yet been removed, such as incense burners, and condolences sent by the flowers.
The Mu family follows the old ritual, the deceased every seven incense, like seven days, fourteen days, twenty-one days, until the forty-ninth day, after the last incense, these things in the spirit hall will be completely removed.
Bai Wei first offered incense to Su Zi.
Mu Zi followed her example and put on three incense sticks.
When she left, she passed by the living room and saw her husband, Mu Zenin.
He looked like he was drinking away his sorrows, sitting alone on the sofa, pouring whiskey into his mouth one glass at a time.
The once handsome and elegant man was now red in the eyes and haggard in the face.
Mu Zi looked at this familiar face, her footsteps then slowed down.
Bai Wei walked out a long way, completely unaware that her daughter had already fallen behind.
...
The floor-to-ceiling glass window veil is dark green and heavy, like the green algae at the bottom of a deep lake, covering Mu Zi's figure appropriately and favorably.
Like a ghost, she stood there quietly, gazing at her husband.
She should go out and recognize him ...
However, as soon as she thought that he might have been responsible for her death, her heart would twitch and ache!
She didn't believe him!
Even if he had taken care of her in life, but after her death, he had left her alone in the cold, dark waters of the river and abandoned her to swell and rot-
She should hate him!
Mu Zi's emotions stirred for a moment, she clenched her fists, closed her eyes and breathed slowly, trying to calm the resentment.
Upstairs came the crisp sound of high heels, she sniffed and looked, unexpectedly saw a ... person who should not have appeared here.
How could it be her?
Mu Zi froze.
Qiao Jingjia came downstairs holding the organizer, came to Mu Zenin's side, and said softly, "Zenin, Sister Su's relics I have already packed up almost, the rest of these are the work information, I will hand it over to the Procuratorate's archives department, and you can see if there are any personal belongings you need to leave behind."
Mu Zenin was holding his wine glass, not half reacting to Qiao Jingjia's words, the whole person looked muddled.
Qiao Jingjia let out a light sigh, putting down the things in her hand and snatching the wine glass from his hand, "Don't drink, Sister Su is in heaven and earth, and she doesn't want to see you like this now ..."
Mu Zenin looked up at her and asked in a mute voice, "Did ... you do this?"
Qiao Jingjia's face abruptly turned white, and a pair of autumn watery eyes began to tear up, "You suspect me? Am I that kind of person in your eyes?"
"Jingjia, I'm sorry ..." The man swept her into his arms, his voice deep and painful, "I just can't figure out why she ... why ..."
"Sister Su she did it for you!" Qiao Jingjia tearfully hugged Mu Zenin, "We can't let her waste her efforts, if people outside know she committed suicide, they won't be able to get the insurance money!"
Mu Zi looked at the man and woman hugging each other in the living room and was completely confused.
She was shocked at first, and then felt a sense of embarrassment bordering on shame!
One, was her husband who had been with her all her life.
One, was the assistant she had worked with for many years.
Two people she trusted and relied on, but not long after her death, blatantly embraced together!
It's hateful that she didn't know anything about it before she was born! It was as if she had been slapped hard in the face by the merciless reality!
Qiao Jingjia leaned into Mu Zenin's arms and cried, "Zenin, you have to pull yourself together, Sister Su is doing this all for you! You must get the insurance money to help Mu turn the corner, Sister Su will be happy in heaven!"
Mu Zenin painfully closed her eyes and muttered, "I'm the one who victimized her ..."
Mu Zi saw this scene and didn't know what to think.
It was as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her body was chilled all over, even her heart was cold.
Her husband, just like that, easily believed in Qiao Jingjia's words and thought she was committing suicide ...