"... She has a lover of her own?" Mu Zi muttered and repeated.
Murong Cheng gently nodded, "And she has already registered her marriage with the other party abroad, she just hid it from everyone and didn't publicize it."
Mu Zi was a little confused, Murong Cheng would allow his fiancée, to marry someone else abroad?
He does not care? ... A little bit, don't even mind?
If that was the case, then what he said should be true - his relationship with his fiancée was merely a partnership.
Mu Zi felt a little better.
Meddling in a relationship already made her feel ashamed, if she were to hurt someone else's feelings again, Mu Zi would feel like she was dripping with contempt.
But Murong Cheng said that his fiancée had been married for a long time, then she hadn't hurt anyone else's feelings, she wasn't immoral, and she didn't need to feel guilty.
"Zi Zi, is that why you are losing your temper?" Murong Cheng gently touched her long thick black hair, "Do you care? I'm with another woman."
Mu Zi lowered her eyes and lowly returned, "What I care about is that ... I have become an immoral, shameless woman because of you ..."
"You're not immoral, I'm the one who keeps pestering you, my Zi Zi is pure and noble, the immoral one is me." Murong Cheng took her into his arms and coaxed her by patting her back.
Mu Zi gently exhaled a breath and murmured, "It's an indisputable fact that you have a marriage contract, and although it wasn't my intention, I ultimately interfered in your relationship ..."
"She and I would have gotten engaged in the first place, it was to plug the mouths of those old uncles of the Huo family, and later on, when the dust settles, this relationship will naturally not exist."
Murong Cheng explains to her, and then muses for a moment, he feels that Mu Zi is obsessed with this matter, probably because she cares about the name.
This thing of fame, it wasn't like he couldn't afford to give it.
"If you care about this, we can always publicize our relationship, engagement, or direct marriage is also not impossible, go abroad, Japan, Korea, England, France, Italy and also Brazil, these countries as long as you are over 16 years old you can get married."
Mu Zi smiled to herself, "Brother and sister incest, what decency is there in spreading the word ..."
Murong Cheng hoops her in his arms and kisses her fiercely twice, "It's you who smacks of sneaking around, and it's you who smacks of not being decent enough, Zi Zi, you're too naughty."
After he finished kissing, he asked, "Zi Zi, you care about me, don't you?"
The bottom of Mu Zi's eyes were cold, her face expressionless as she returned, "I don't care! I can't wait for you to disappear, completely disappear from my eyes!"
Murong Cheng was silent, for a long time, he softly spoke lingering words of love, "You are mine, in this life and in this world, I will never let go."
Mu Zi's eyelashes fluttered, blinking her eyes, crystal clear teardrops rolled down, her dry eyes once again filled with tears and flowed all over her cheeks.
Mu Rong Cheng used a tissue to help her wipe her tears, the tears rippled more than just a few, quickly soaking the tissue in his hand.
He replaced it with a new one, and after wiping away the tears, he took Mu Zi in his arms again, gently stroking her back, coaxing her silently, but refusing to say even a single word of compromise.
This made Mu Zi even more desperate.
When she cried, Murong Cheng would feel sorry for her, coax her, and accommodate her, but this time, Murong Cheng was indifferent in the face of her tears.
He would not let her go!
Mu Zi felt that she was too unlucky, she could clearly read and study like a normal person, fall in love normally, marry and raise children normally, why did she have to meet Murong Cheng? Forced to be trapped in this incestuous relationship, always afraid of being detected, but also face conscience and moral torture!
Why did she have to suffer this torment?
Mu Zi cried for a long time and cried herself to sleep on the sofa.
Murong Cheng put his coat over Mu Zi and walked outside, Wang Zhan waited at the door and said with a complicated expression, "Master, why don't you tell Miss Mu Zi ..."