Mu Qing Leng Leng God, embarrassed, stiff face, immediately, but also a smile, spread out his hands, beautiful eyes staring at Lin Xuan, lips moving slightly.

"Can I come in?"

Lin Xuan's expressionless expression, back a step back, let go of the body.

Mu Qing mouth brimming with joy, walked into the room.

As soon as she entered the room, she said nothing more and looked after herself, as if to check whether the apartment was worthy of the identity of the eldest young master of the Lin family, the capital of the emperor.

She said in a secluded way: "it's a little bit crude, but it's very clean and tidy. All this is due to poetry, isn't it?"

Lin Xuan did not answer.

Mu Qing said to himself, pondered a little, and then said, "it's not right. You're not happy with poetry recently..."

The corner of her eyes, looking at Lin Xuan, noticed Lin Xuan's indifferent expression, and her eyebrows twitched a few times.

She also stopped to go on and said, "it seems that this is the Xiao family girl. My son Mu Qing is really charming. Many girls like it... "

Without waiting for Mu Qing to finish, Lin Xuan lowered his face and said coldly: "Mrs. Lin, I know that there are people who put gold on your face. However, I solemnly tell you that everything I have has nothing to do with you. Don't put gold on your face. It not only disgusts me, but also disgusts me

MuQing was not provoked by Lin Xuan's words, but relieved with a smile, "xuan'er, I come here today mainly to see you. As long as I see you're good, I'll be at ease. "

Lin Xuan ha ha ha sneered two times, "Mrs. Lin, lies can not cover up the fact, put away your hypocrisy, you should also know, I don't eat that set."

"In the classical private club, the reason why you are merciful to yu'er is that you remember that I am your mother, right?" Mu Qing has been puzzled.

In fact, at that time, in the classical private club, she knelt down to Lin Xuan. At that moment, she was also carrying out a life gamble.

If she, as a mother, kneels down to her own flesh and blood, and doesn't get any reaction from him, then she will give up completely.

It's like 20 years ago, the sin I committed was retribution in this world, and it was a punishment to her. When mother and son meet again, they stand opposite each other, but they are strangers.

If Mu Qing kneels down, even if Lin Xuan's mood swings, at least she feels that her relationship with Lin Xuan's mother and son is still in the future.

As long as he is willing to put down his body and treat Lin Xuan sincerely, sooner or later, he will be able to feel himself, which is derived from his heart and his maternal love.

Sure enough, after Mu Qing kneels down, Lin Xuan is merciful to Lin Yu.

For MuQing, this is a huge signal.

Even if Lin Xuan said how cold-blooded and merciless, he still had the kindness of human nature in his heart. He still cared about the woman kneeling in front of him, who was his mother.

This is enough, also can let Mu Qing be satisfied, is also the answer she wants, even far exceeds her expectation.

"Mrs. Lin, don't be wishful thinking. I have told you more than once that I don't have a mother. My mother died 20 years ago when I was born."

Lin Xuan's apathetic expression is just like the fact.

Perhaps, twenty years ago, in his infancy, the abandoned injury was like a wound that could never be healed.

Once someone pokes, it's blood.

However, when he really faced the people of the imperial capital Lin family, including his own mother Mu Qingzhi, he was more and more indifferent.

More and more, he wanted to escape from this despicable family.

"Xuan'er, you know clearly that I am standing in front of you at this time, which is your mother. Why do you choose to escape, dare not face it, and deceive yourself like this?"

Mu Qing felt a sharp pain in her heart, even if she knew that all these were her own sins.

However, in the face of her son, she could not recognize her son, and her heart was in disorder.

She woke up from the dream again and again, and wanted to hold her baby son tightly in her arms.

However, every time she reached out to hold Lin Xuan in her dream, she either threw herself into the air, or hugged Lin Xuan, bleeding all over her body.

He raised a pair of poor little eyes, looked at her, with a kind of resentment tone, ferocious sneer, "you are cruel, you are not my mother, my mother has died!"

Under the words, Mu Qing felt a chill in his chest. Unexpectedly, he saw his son. He dug out her heart and held it in his hand. It was bloody. However, the hot heart was black and smelly

Every time, Mu Qing wakes up from the nightmare with a scream. All over his body, he is soaked in cold sweat.

Fortunately, it's just a nightmare!

This nightmare has haunted her for 20 years. She prayed time and again that if her son is still alive, no matter how much it costs, she will compensate him.Now, standing in front of himself, Lin Xuan, her son, is not willing to recognize her.

For MuQing, it was a great blow, so heavy that her heart was about to collapse.

A sense of suffocation, shrouded in her heart, let her breathe, feel incomparably difficult.

"Self deception?"

Lin Xuan felt that Mu Qing said such absurd words, which was really funny, "Mrs. Lin, are you confused? Now it's you who deceive yourself, not me! "

"Can you change the fact that you are a descendant of the Lin family in the imperial capital?" Mu Qing asked.

"Even if I admit that I am the abandoned son of the Lin family 20 years ago, how about that? Are you going to say right away that you are going to use the rest of your life, your Lin family's stinky money, and your Lin family's top-notch Chinese family's social background to compensate me? "

Lin Xuan had no choice but to smile bitterly, "wake up, some injuries, not by money, not by social status, can make up for."

"Since the harm has become a fact, the so-called compensation is only for your own peace of mind."

"It's like you stabbed the other person in the heart. What's the use of an apology? Do you think the other person will forgive you? "

"You Lin family can apologize to me and ask me to forgive me. That's your business. It's your attitude. It's none of my business. As for whether I accept your apology or not, it's my freedom. You have no right to interfere. It's impossible to force me to do anything about it."

"Twenty years ago, I was just a baby in my infancy. What did I get in your way? What did I do wrong? What kind of traitor am I? Do you have to abandon me

"But now, I am lucky to have a life and survive, but you come to recognize me and force me to call your mother. Do you try to change your position and think about it? Do you deserve to be a mother? What face do you have? Let me call you mother again

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