C180 Truth about mother's death

The shadows of the trees around the cemetery struck the ground and Mu Ziyao's face was hiding her expression.

"I'll give you one last chance." Mu Ziyao pointed at Mu An. Although this man who she had called father since childhood never gave her any form of warmth, Mu Ziyao truly thought of him as her father before her mother passed away.

As the setting sun gradually set, the afterglow of the setting sun did not shine upon Mu Ziyao's body. She felt a little cold.

Mu Xiaoxi tightly leaned on his mother, wanting to give her support. This small power supported Mu Ziyao to say the following words.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you tell me the truth about my mother, I might ask Lin Shumo to stop suppressing the Mu Family." Mu Ziyao said coldly.

Mu Ziyao only wanted to know the truth of what happened that year. What exactly caused her mother's death, and if she couldn't help his mother and let the truth of her death be known, Mu Ziyao felt that it would be a great failure as his daughter.

Mu An's head was lowered, and he looked left and right, with his eyes flickering, as if he was looking for someone to peek at them.

It was a good thing that the cemetery at this time was cold and cheerless. There was not a single person in sight.

Mu An lowered his head as though he was thinking about something, and did not make a sound for a long time.

After a long while, Mu Ziyao grabbed Mu Xiaoxi's hand and said: "Since that's the case, then we will not keep you guys company. With that, she pretended to turn and leave.

"Wait!" "As expected, Mu An called for them in a hurry." How would I know if what you said was true or not?

Mu Ziyao laughed coldly: "Do you still have a choice? "If it wasn't for me, your Mu family would have been doomed."

Mu Ziyao raised his head and looked at Mu An arrogantly with the corner of his eyes, as if she was a lofty queen while Mu An was just an insignificant ant.

"…" Mu An knew what Mu Ziyao said was right, Lin Shumo was indeed the only person they could rely on right now, and Mu Ziyao was the only person who could possibly change his mind.

However, he was also afraid that Mu Ziyao would turn hostile towards him, so he naturally had some contradictions in his heart.

Just as Mu An was at a loss as to whether he should tell Mu Ziyao the truth or not, Mu An's small voice suddenly sounded out, "Don't worry, Mommy has always been a trustworthy person and will never lie to you. Since she promised you, she will definitely do it."

Mu Xiaoxi turned to Mu Ziyao with his cute little face, "Right, Mommy." After saying that, she mischievously blinked her large eyes at Mu Ziyao.

"Yes, baby." Mu Ziyao smiled as he looked at his son's small face, then turned coldly towards Mu An, "My son is also here, I won't lie to you. Just tell me."

When Mu An saw the interaction between Mu Ziyao and himself, a tinge of jealousy flashed across his eyes. He thought about the Mu Family's downfall and the face of Mu Bingxian and her daughter, and also thought about how high-spirited he was at his best. In the end, his greed for money made him make up his mind, he clenched his fists tightly and sighed, then said to Mu Ziyao: "Alright, I'll tell you."

"The weather on that day was more or less the same as today," Mu An lowered his head, and his voice instantly aged quite a bit.

The sky was getting darker, and Mu Ziyao's heart was getting darker. Mu An's voice came out intermittently, bringing her back to the day when her mother suddenly fell ill. That day, was the beginning of all the tragedy that happened after her.

The wind was blowing, as if it were singing a lament for the life of a grieving woman.

Although Mu Ziyao's mother was a gentle and gentle woman, she was very resolute when she recognized him. It had to be said that Mu Ziyao was very much like her mother.

So when she found out that Mu An was actually playing with women and even had illegitimate daughters outside, she was not willing to let outsiders see the joke. She was busy with matters of the company by herself, taking care of her young daughter and even taking care of her husband's affairs.

And An Hong's tragedy was that she trusted a man's oath lightly. At that time, Mu An had begged her to forgive him, kneeling down on his knees, tears streaming down his face. He had constantly assured her that he wouldn't have any sort of relationship with that woman, and so An Hong had forgiven him.

And this was the second time for such a kind-hearted woman to realize that her husband was still connected to the target of their affair. Her heart was filled with depression and her body had overdrawn its strength, causing this strong woman to finally fall down.

This was precisely the so called sickness that felt like a landslide, not to mention that An Hong's body had a weak foundation.

When Mu An saw how An Hong was getting more and more sick, his original form was finally revealed.

That day, when Mu An saw An Hong coughing non-stop, he walked over and sat on the side of An Hong's bed, and said with a hypocritical voice: "An Hong, Bing Xian has grown too. We had never taken care of her before, I think that if we were to transfer a portion of your wealth to her, it would be considered as me making up for her."

At that time, An Hong was already at her last breath, but after hearing those words, she mustered her strength and shouted with all her might: "Dream on! Make up? What about your compensation to Ziyao and I? You've done so much to let us down, and you're still thinking about giving my fortune to that woman! "Let me tell you, that's impossible!"

After spitting out those words in one breath, An Hong had no choice but to stop and rest, taking deep breaths, while Mu An sat quietly on the side of the bed and did not reply.

Not long later, An Hong exhaled once more. She gathered her spirits and said to Mu An: "After I die, all of the assets will be donated to the Foundation to be taken care of. I will not leave any assets under Ziyao's name, nor leave any money for you.

An Hong knew that before he reached adulthood, even if he left her some property, as her only guardian, Mu An would definitely take away all the money and use it against that woman. At that time, he would not know how Ziyao would be abused by them.

When she thought about her daughter, Mu Ziyao, who was still a young child, An Hong felt her heart ache. She knew very well that her body was completely burnt out, and thinking about how such a young child, in the future, would not only lose the protection of his mother, but also his father, who was just a wolf encircling her and drooling over her property, An Hong felt especially uncomfortable in his heart.

After thinking about it, An Hong still couldn't stop worrying about her daughter. She looked at Mu An's profile, and in her heart, she still carried a trace of anticipation. After all, he was still the father of a child. What are you going to do with it? "