Mu Hongming looks at the violets in the flowerpot. His eyes are full of tender affection. It seems that his eyes are not a pot of flowers, but his beloved.

His tall figure seems to be a bit of loneliness that people can't integrate into.

Qin sang stood on the side, slightly stiff, and said, "I don't want to mention her."

Mu Hongming's eyes half narrowed and turned to look at her, "do you still hate her?"

Qin Sang was indifferent and didn't reply.

"You shouldn't hate her. Your mother loves you very much. It's me you should hate." He opened his mouth with a sigh, in a loving tone.

Qin sang sarcastically hooked his lips: "don't you think it's funny when you say this?"

Her beloved mother abandoned her father, her brother, just for the man in front of her.

In the name of love, these two people hurt two families, and ended up in a fragmented result, but she was not allowed to hate them?

"Qin sang, your mother, did nothing wrong." Mu Hongming said in a serious tone.

"She is such an excellent and beautiful woman with such lofty ideals and talents, but she can only follow a gambler who has nothing. It's a strangling and unfair to her."

Referring to Xia Lengyan, Mu Hongming's eyes finally have emotional fluctuations.

Qin sang sneered: "so you betray your marriage, is it fair to your wife and children?"

Mu Hongming looked at her and said, "people's hearts are biased. They can only take care of the people they love and care about most. This is human nature."

She can't refute his words, but as a person, she should not only do what she wants, but also shoulder her own responsibility.

Therefore, she can never understand what her mother and Mu Hongming did in those years.

Different ideas, Qin sang is not willing to continue to say more.

"If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back first."

Hearing her cold voice, Mu Hongming's eyes moved. Then he let her go.

After Qin sang left, Mu Hongming took out his pocket watch and opened it. There was a picture of a woman on it.

In the photo, the woman's smile is gentle, her eyebrows and eyes are full of intellectual warmth, and her posture is dignified and elegant.

Facial features are pure Oriental women's soft beauty, which makes people sink into her smile.

The woman's appearance is 80% similar to Qin sang's.

Mu Hongming cherishes rubbing the photo above with his hand, with a tender smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Yan'er, your daughter's temperament is really unpleasant... It's not like you."

Xia Lengyan is a very traditional woman. She is as weak as dodder flower and needs careful care.

She is full of talent and good at painting, but because of her useless husband, she can only be confined to one third of the land in her home.

Qin sang, on the other hand, seems to be very delicate, but she is more independent and stubborn than her mother, and her mind is so strong that she does not lose to men.

For example, this time about her and sun Manzhi, although he only learned the whole story from the servants, he actually knew from the beginning that the latter was the one who lied.

However, he just chose to be a spectator and watch the play nearby. First, he wanted to see Mu Mo Xiu's attitude towards Qin sang.

Second, he wanted to know how Qin sang would deal with it.

Now it seems that Qin sang is not stupid, and will not let himself be wronged and wronged in vain.

Moreover, she didn't ask others for help in the whole process. In fact, no matter she went to Yaqing or herself, she could quickly wash away her grievances.

After all, these "petty attacks" are not worth mentioning in their eyes.

In business war, they have long been used to cheating. They can tell who is lying and what loopholes are in the middle.

It's really praiseworthy of her to be able to hold back other people's strange eyes and not ask anyone to help her turn over the market.

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After Mu Mo Xiu returned to the main house, he was immediately pulled by Mu Ya Qing to talk.

She told him that Qin sang had proved his innocence today, and then she looked at Mu Mo Xiu.

"How did you become a husband? Let a person suffer so big grievance in plain life, still want a person to solve by oneself finally

Mu Mo Xiu's face was cold and calm, and there was a gloomy light in his eyes.

In the face of Mu Yaqing's question, he didn't reply. He turned around and let Xiao Qian call ah Ning.

When ah Ning heard that Mu Mo Xiu was looking for himself, he came to the pavilion where Mu Mo Xiu was.

She put on her delicate make-up. After finishing her dress, she came to the courtyard and looked at the tall and straight figure in the pavilion. She covered her "plop" accelerated heartbeat and walked quickly up the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. mu, what do you call me?" Her tone was light and a little shy.

He leaned lazily on the stone pillar, heard her voice, turned his head and looked at her.

For the deep Obsidian eyes of Shangmu Moxiu, Anning's heart beat a little faster, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Before, you said you liked me?" He gently tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes seemed to revolve in her face.

Anning's cheeks suddenly became red. She lowered her eyes and said nervously: "yes... Mr. mu, I really like you."

He chuckled in a low voice, as if joking or sarcastic.

With her head down, she didn't notice the cold light in Mu Mo Xiu's eyes at the moment.

"What do you like about me?" He asked.

Ah Ning's cheek turned red again. He bit his lip shyly and said, "I like everything about you."

"But I'm married. Don't you think it's shameful to say that to someone who already has a wife?"

His tone was so indifferent that aning didn't recognize anything unusual. Instead, he raised his head and said excitedly, "that Qin sang is not qualified to be your wife at all! You deserve a better and better woman

Mu Mo Xiu's eyes were cold. He grabbed her chin in one hand, approached her and asked, "a better woman? Do you mean you? "

Feeling the approaching breath of his body, aning's face turned red, staring at his handsome face, a little distracted.

"Mr. mu, I know you don't care about your wife at all. In that case, why can't I be with you instead of her? I don't expect anything else, as long as you are willing to see me more. "

She showed her heart unreservedly and looked at him with timidity and boldness.

"Instead of her?"

Mu Mo Xiu sneered, and the deep disgust at the bottom of his eyes finally made ah Ning wake up.

The cruelty and coldness of Shura on his face made her whole face white instantly.

"It's up to you?"

Mu Mo Xiu looked at her mockingly. With a swing of his arm, ah Ning was thrown on the ground like a rag.