C183 He who commits wrongdoing must commit suicide

As expected, Mu An was scared, his pupils became big as he stopped in his tracks.

After a long while, Mu An finally reacted.

"It seems like you were prepared." Seeing that his thoughts were exposed, Mu An directly told him, "I never thought that I, Mu An, would actually fall into your hands. Tell me honestly, what do you want?"

"I don't want anything. I just want to expose this recording and let your partners, your subordinates, and all of us see your ugly face!"

Mu An's heart tightened, his mind quickly worked, he reckoned that the tough Mu Ziyao would not take any moves.

Mu An patted his face, pretending to be helpless and in pain.

Back then, father was also forced to do so, so he listened to Mu Bingxian's persuasion on him. This is all because of that bitch Mu Bingxian, she wanted to hurt you, and father was only dragged down by her! I didn't mean to hurt you. I was in desperate need of money! You have to be considerate of Dad! No matter how bad I am, I am still giving birth to your father! "

"Heh, Mu An, did you really just fly away after a great catastrophe? Does your daughter know you say that? "With this explanation, you can just wait and tell the netizens."

After Mu Ziyao said this, he held onto Mu Xiaoxi's hands and walked away.

Mu An was stunned in place, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Mu Ziyao this tough bone is really hard to bite off.

Mu An's mind raced, thinking that there was no other way to fix it. After thinking for a while, he dialed a number.

His voice was so low that if one did not pay attention to what he was saying, one would not be able to tell.

Under normal circumstances, there would only be one woman and one child in the house. Right, that's right, very simple, I don't care what method you use, as long as this woman closes her mouth, you can complete the mission and the reward will be the same as what you say.

After hanging up, the corner of Mu An's eyes twitched, he thought, someone who can threaten me, Mu An, probably still hasn't been born. When you, Mu Ziyao, safely return home, whatever happens next will have nothing to do with me. After all, Lin Shumo and you don't know each other, and there are too many people who want to take your life, so there isn't even a need for me.

Mu An heaved a long sigh of relief, pointed at his temple, and smiled at the photo that An Hong was still smiling at.

"Look, the one who won in the end wasn't me. Just watch your precious daughter with your own eyes. Go to hell!"

Mu An was complacent about his plans, but just as he was about to leave, his phone suddenly rang. Mu An thought that the person he contacted just now did not understand him, and came to confirm his information. With an impatient expression, he picked up his phone and pressed the answer button.

"What!" Mu An who was on the other side of the phone suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Say it again? Where is it? "

Boss, that recording was played on every news platform, and there were also many marketing numbers that were eager to stir up trouble behind you. Now that you've dug out what happened before, I'm afraid it's not going to be easy to deal with. This incident has a very bad effect on the internet.

Mu An's face darkened, he ruthlessly threw his phone onto An Hong's tombstone, and gnashed his teeth while cursing towards the photo: "Quickly look at the good daughter that you've raised, how can she be so much smarter than you, to be able to force me to such an extent! "Seriously, even if you die, you won't be able to pacify others!"

An Hong continued to smile at him. She was so beautiful, she didn't respond to the hysterical man in front of the tombstone.

As for the sickly man, he felt that the woman on the tombstone was taunting him. He wanted to dig out the woman from the ground to vent his anger, but he still had to solve the company's problems and angrily leave the cemetery.

On the other side, Lin Shumo had not left his office for the entire afternoon.

Lin Shumo had already listened to that recording three times, confirming that he did not miss a single detail.

Each time he listened to it, Lin Shumo's remorse increased by a few notches. So it turns out that Mu Ziyao had actually shouldered so much by himself.

He had originally wanted to use this recording to restore the trajectory of Mu Ziyao's life, but he only wanted to use half of it to feel an incomparable amount of heartache, and was forced to give up.

How much suffering had this woman endured?

Mother's death, father's malice, boyfriend's design and abandonment.

So this was how Mu Ziyao laid in this dark world, and slowly sank down.

How strong must one's heart be to be able to continue competing with these people?

He thought about how his son Mu Xiaoxi had once sincerely given it to him, yet even though Mu Ziyao didn't seem to agree on the surface, he still gave him a chance. Not only did he not make good use of it, he even made Mu Ziyao and her son feel heartbroken.

He imagined how Mu Ziyao would not be able to make a sound, and how no one would be able to see the tears in her eyes.

An unknown emotion flapped its strong wings and pierced through Lin Shumo's moist gaze.

He thought about the last time he saw Mu Ziyao, and he forcefully endured the urge to not look at her. However, he could accurately recall the pain and despair on her face, and he didn't know why, but the warmth in her eyes seemed so determined.

The memory of each frame seemed to be cooling down their final farewell.

Lin Shumo once thought that if he wanted them to be safe, he would have to put them on the ground of death and live on their own.

Lin Shumo could not hold it in anymore, grabbed the phone and called Mu Ziyao.

The call went through unexpectedly.

"Ziyao," Before Lin Shumo could finish his sentence, Mu Ziyao, who was on the other end of the phone, interrupted him.

"Lin Shumo, I think I explained everything to you very clearly last time." Mu Ziyao's voice was extremely cold, and Lin Shumo felt as though he was in an ice cellar.

"Lin Shumo, we don't care about our current affairs. I know why you made this call today, I, Mu Ziyao, was born without pity. Please stop pretending, and don't disturb us again!"

"Ziyao," Lin Shumo wanted to say more, but the woman on the other side interrupted her resolutely.

"Let me tell you, Lin Shumo, if you continue to pester me, don't blame me for being impolite. Do you think your mother will be interested in Lin Yuqian's true identity?"

Lin Shumo's heart suddenly turned cold. It was only three sentences, but Mu Ziyao's attitude was already very clear.

Mu Ziyao had been called Lin Shumo by name many times, but never once had he felt such estrangement and hatred.

This was the first time Lin Shumo got to know of the feeling of failure, and he felt bitter in his heart.

He and Mu Ziyao's life strings intertwined together, but from start to finish, they were inseparable, causing people to feel extreme pain.