C152 Wrong, I did it

Ling Jun stood in front of the large window, wearing a simple attire that pulled his body even more slender and straight.

He admired the beautiful scenery outside the window and swayed the wine in his cup. Hearing the movement behind him, he then turned around and saw Mu Xichen walking towards him with steady steps.

Mu Xichen nodded his head, and smiled symbolically, then walked over and sat down.

He had never seen such a person act so coldly even though he was the one who asked him out.

Probably, only Mu Xichen would do such a thing.

But he didn't mind, really didn't mind. He had plenty of patience, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't care if he had more time. He enjoyed watching this legendary figure slowly collapse into pieces.

Mu Xichen, didn't you take the initiative to come over? So, would he still be far from his goal?

Thinking about that, Ling Jun laughed even more unrestrainedly, he walked over happily, pulled up the chair and sat down, his body slowly leaning back, as though he was thinking about something, and that was the only way to make himself look up.

"President Mu, why have you come to find me at this time?"

Ling Jun's question did not stir much in Mu Xichen's ears.

Mu Xichen glanced at him blandly, his face did not reveal any emotion, but upon seeing Ling Jun unable to suppress his complacent smile, he actually frowned weirdly.

It was not hard to see that Ling Jun seemed to be very pleased with himself.

But what was he so proud of? Did he really think that the Hetian would be defeated so easily? After trying to fathom the other party's thoughts, Mu Xichen's eyes revealed traces of a smile.

However, the two of them had very different smiles on their faces.

One of them felt that he was determined to win, while the other one felt that the other party was being too arrogant and seemed to be making a joke out of himself.

"Young Master Ling, you should know why I'm here." The magnetic baritone that was unique to males slowly overflowed, appearing exceptionally pleasant to listen to in this space with a thick atmosphere.

Ling Jun was actually a little jealous.

Wrong. Rather, he had always been jealous. He was jealous of his natural calm demeanor, jealous of his demeanor of being able to look down on everything in every place in the world …

Ling Jun controlled the amplitude in his hand, and slowly took a sip of the red wine. Swallowing it, he could feel the rich aroma of the red wine spreading from his lips, his jealousy filled with satisfaction.

One day, he would have everything that Mu Xichen had.

He licked his lips and admired the billowing waves in the cup. Lifting his eyes, he deliberately welcomed Mu Xichen, his gaze extremely crafty. "President Mu, what if I just didn't know?"

The words were very clear.

Actually, I know, but you have to say it out loud.

Well, it's fun... When he met a childish but shrewd opponent, everything became fun. Mu Xichen raised his eyebrows, his body slightly leaned forward, and the smile on his face slowly spread outwards.

Ling Jun thought that he had answered wisely, but actually, he had already gotten his answer.

From Ling Jun's words, they could determine that the Ling Family was indeed participating in the confrontation behind the scenes. However, all he needed to know was the identity of his opponent.

The two of them just stared at each other, without seeing any sparks flying. It was as if they were both trying to get something out of each other's eyes, and in the dark, the two of them were well hidden, not letting each other discover anything.

Not long later, the two of them burst out laughing at the same time. Their conversation, which no one understood, and their laughter for no reason, made the staff member's hair stand on end.

No matter who it was, upon seeing such a scene, one's hair would stand on end.

In the end, it was Mu Xichen who stopped laughing, and after he did so, his face became cold, as though the laughter from earlier was not from him.

"Young Master Ling, we don't need to beat around the bush. Let's just understand, what exactly do you want?"

This question was especially interesting to Ling Jun.

Ling Jun frowned, as if trying hard to remember his expression.

"I like your question very much, but it's a difficult one to answer. I think everything you have is something I long for in my dreams."

After he finished speaking, a thought-provoking smile appeared on his face.

On the surface, he answered, but he still acted sloppy.

In the eyes of the public, Mu Xichen was a prince who had grown up with gold bricks in his mouth. Everything he possessed was, of course, something that many people yearned for day and night, regardless of money or status.

"Oh?" Mu Xichen asked back unexpectedly.

"Why don't I explain it a little more clearly? Even your woman is something I long for in my dreams …"

Ling Jun replied in a provocative manner.

His unbridled expression instantly reduced the atmosphere between the two of them.

The depths of Mu Xichen's eyes, the unconcealable coldness, and his entire person had also turned cold from these words.

The entire Western Restaurant was very empty, and for the sake of making it convenient for two people to meet each other, Ling Jun reserved a place for them. It was not hard to see that, in comparison to Mu Xichen's calm and carefree attitude, he was more concerned about this meeting.

Mu Xichen's current expression was the one that made him the most satisfied ever since he appeared.

Ling Jun looked at the man's cold eyes, put down his wine cup, and slapped his palms together: "Right, this is what I want to see. President Mu, I truly do not hope that the woman I like will have such a bad eye, and choose a coward as my husband …"

After he had said three points, he leaned forward, placed his elbows on the table, and continued in that extremely secretive tone of his, "However, what I would like to tell you is that I have waited for this day for a very, very long time …" Do you know how long it was? "

Ling Jun's eyes turned sharp as he stared at him.

Mu Xichen's heart trembled. Everything was about the cycle of karma, and he did not believe that the Ling Family's actions were directed at him for no reason.

The Ling Corporation seemed to have thrown their money on this piece of land. After making a name for themselves in this region, they chose to contend with the Hetian, who was a large tycoon. Looking to the bottom, it was definitely not as simple as just competing in the industry.

What Ling Jun said just now was the truth.

The sculpted red wooden palace lamp above his head, the orange light shining from it fell onto Ling Jun's face, causing his originally handsome face to fall like a prince from the heavens.

He blinked, then pursed his lips. The events of the past few years, even if he wanted to forget them, he would never be able to.

After being robbed, the dilapidated house looked even worse. A young boy, barely ten years old, helplessly lied in front of his bed made of broken wood and old bedding, looking at his dying father, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

His father said, "Son, I'm leaving. You have to live well by yourself."

"Dad, don't go, don't go! Mom is gone too! If you go too, what should I do? What should I do, wuuuuu … …" The little boy knelt on the ground, shaking his father's arm and crying.

His father's hands were trembling as he tried to wipe away the tears on his face. Before they could even touch his face, the tears had already fallen and no longer made a sound.

During the rainy night, a young boy was crying his heart out as he watched his father's body gradually turn cold.

At that time, who could understand the fear in his heart, and who could understand the loneliness in his heart?

The scenes from the past quickly flashed through his mind, but when he lowered his head and looked at the man opposite him again, Ling Jun had already calmed down.

Ling Jun counted fingers by fingers, counted one by one, then looked up at Mu Xichen. In the end, he discovered that his entire hand was not enough to count, and he surprisingly sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Heavens, I never thought that I'd be so patient. I actually waited for twenty-one years …" As he spoke, he wiped the tip of his nose and couldn't help but laugh strangely.

"Twenty-one years … Everyone says that after twenty-one years, I could have come back from the dead, my head was chopped off, and after eighteen years, I became a man again, and indeed, after twenty-one years of suffering, I worked hard, dug coal in the coal mines, and did the dirtiest and most tiring work, and only today did I have the opportunity to talk to you face to face, on equal terms. "

Mu Xichen listened to what he had to say and frowned. Twenty-one years ago, he was just a little kid who had not shed any feathers, twenty-one years ago, his family situation was also considered to be at the peak.

"Ling Jun, so what you're saying now is entirely revenge?"

No matter what happened 21 years ago, the result was obvious. It was exactly what he saw now, as well as what was happening in the Hetian right now.

However, Ling Jun stopped laughing, and said with a serious expression: "Wrong, I did it."

He really hated Mu Xichen's current expression. With a calm and tranquil face, it was too different from what he imagined. Could it be that the Hetian encountered so many things, but he wasn't hysterical at all?

Therefore, he wanted to agitate him and break this irritating peace.

"Oh?" Mu Xichen pursed his lips in amusement.

"It's the right thing to do to die, isn't it? President Mu, Mu Xichen, I will return the things that Mu Yusheng gifted my father many years ago. "

Ling Jun's mind was filled with her father's despair and helplessness before his death, and his eyes were even more so filled with overflowing rage.

Before his father was completely annihilated, he had brought him to visit Mu Yusheng to beg for mercy. For this reason, his father had endured the humiliation and brought him to kneel in front of Mu Yusheng, begging him to let him go.

But in the end, he did not even look at what Mu Yusheng did, and only indifferently said: "Even if I die, it would be worth it." With that, he left.

He firmly remembered these words. Death would come at the right time.

Since Mu Yusheng did not give them a way out back then, then now, he would not be merciful either.

Mu Xichen turned the cup in his hand, and nodded his head, while Ling Jun could simply eat, he still had a calm expression, without a single ripple.

At this point, he already knew what was going on. Ling Jun's revenge was due to the grudges of the previous generation. As for where the grudges were coming from, he was unsure, but, his goal was obvious.