MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 59

Mu Xueyi's new injuries piled on old ones, and she worked tirelessly to calculate all day long. The first play finally ended temporarily, and her whole person was like a string that was stretched for too long and loosened, and suddenly became weak.

It stands to reason that she should be able to wake up the next day, but she slept for three full days.

On the third day, she woke up dimly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Zhou Zhenyue was not guarding the bed.

It was Mu Guocheng.

Seeing that she was awake, Mu Guocheng took the initiative to pick up the kettle and poured a cup of hot water, and asked in a slow voice, "Xueyi, are you thirsty?"

Mu Xueyi did not speak.

Mu Guocheng asked again: "It's been three days, and I haven't eaten, but I only drink glucose. I must be very hungry, right? What do you want to eat?"

Mu Xueyi slowly took in a breath, allowing the cool and fresh air to fully contact her lungs, which had been stuffy for three days. After taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth and asked in a gritty, hoarse voice:

"Where's my sister?"

"Your sister has tormented you like this, but you still miss her." Mu Guocheng sighed deeply, "She's crazy, I sent her to a mental hospital. Before she left, she also Tell me, do you have a big conspiracy to kill her first, and then kill Mu Shi. I asked the thugs who were present at the time, and no one heard what she said. Tell me, is she real? crazy?"

"You're such a weak child, being hurt by that madman so much that you don't talk about it. In the end, you will be slandered by rumors for no reason. If I don't ask those thugs, I've really wronged you, then..."

Mu Xueyi smiled lightly: "It's okay, Dad."

really.

There was no step that was left out of her plan.

When she and Mu Ruqing mentioned her plan and Mu Guocheng, she always avoided those thugs and tried her best to keep her voice down so that only Mu Ruqing could hear it alone.

According to Mu Ruqing's character, she would definitely recklessly tell Mu Guocheng all the "conspiracies" she heard.

However, if no one can stand up and testify, no matter how true the identification is, it will be judged as "defamation".

That's fine.

A lock was added to Mu Ruqing's "crazy".

It also sprinkled a handful of guilt ashes on Mu Guocheng's heart.

Mu Guocheng added: "You are too badly injured now. I asked the doctor. If your whole body is to recover, it will take at least a year. Your sister is dead now, and you are the only child left in the Mu family. I know that you have always been good, so I intend to train you to be the heir. But...you must recover well before you can help the company."

Mu Xueyi: "You are right."

Mu Guocheng: "Well, let me help you find a hotel in the northern city. It is located on the top of a mountain, very secluded and suitable for recuperation. Don't you like snow very much? It has been snowing heavily there. You go there to rest for a year. , After a year, your hands and legs will be healed, and I will pick you up."

"When you come back, I'll give you your sister's position and all her shares in the company. How's it going?"

Mu Xueyi lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. Nodding, agreed.

That's fine, her body really needs to relax. Dealing with Mu Guocheng is far more difficult than dealing with Mu Ruqing, and she also needs time for planning and planning.

When Mu Guocheng saw that she had agreed, his heart was relieved.

Mu Xueyi was the victim in this incident, and he was always afraid that she would be unwilling to stab the police. Now that the position of general manager has been given to Xue Yi, her interests are tightly bound with Mu Mo, and she will no longer do things that are detrimental to Mo Mo.

His second daughter, cowardly and timid, is the most obedient. If you support her, she will definitely lie down at his feet like a puppy, and she won't be able to do anything wrong.

Besides, he didn't really care who would be the heir.

He only hopes that when he is alive, he can take control of the overall situation and enjoy the glory, wealth and women's circle with peace of mind. Daughter, heir, this kind of existence, it is enough to be a foil for him as a person in power.

The door of the ward was opened, and assistant Ge Weinong walked in and bent over to Mu Guocheng: "Mr. Mu."

Seeing that Mu Xueyi was awake, she also bent towards Mu Xueyi: "Second Miss."

Mu Guocheng said, "In the future, I will be called Second Miss at home, and I will be called Mr. Mu when I leave the house. Do you understand?"

Ge Weinong's expression froze, knowing that the sky was changing.

She immediately bent towards Mu Xueyi again: "Mr. Mu."

"Well," Mu Guocheng nodded with satisfaction, "from now on, you can follow the second lady to do things. She has trouble with her legs, so you are responsible for the person who pushes her wheelchair. The second lady is going to the northern city to recuperate soon. You follow along, it just so happens that you are also a woman, so it is convenient to take care of her daily life."

Ge Weinong bowed his head: "Yes, President Mu."

Mu Xueyi's eyes turned around on Mu Guocheng and Ge Weinong, her thin lips pursed slightly.

This is not at ease with her, do you want to send a confidant to watch her?

But that's okay.

There are strategies above and countermeasures below.

Later, Mu Guocheng left.

Because of the need to pack up Mu Xueyi's clothes and daily necessities, Ge Weinong also left her for the time being and returned to Mu's villa to organize the long-distance travel.

Mu Xueyi's two hands were inconvenient, one side was fractured, and the other was the severed finger just attached. They can't take care of themselves, they can only be looked after by nurses.

The last time she went to the toilet, it took an hour.

You can't untie the pants yourself.

It takes fifty minutes to eat a meal.

The chin was soaked in soup and dripped onto the clothes, and I couldn't wipe it myself.

She was still thinking about how to contact Ayue secretly without her cell phone. However, now she felt that it would be better if Ayue didn't come to see her at this time.

Her crippled appearance is really...

Not very good looking.

But just as she was leaning against the bedside, thinking about how to make herself look less embarrassed in the next meeting, the door of the ward suddenly opened with a creak.

Zhou Zhenyue held the doorknob, hat, and mask, and was not wearing anything.

She was so generous, opened the door frankly, and walked in.

"Ayue?" Mu Xueyi immediately sat up and looked behind her subconsciously.

"Don't worry, I stumbled a little on your dad, he won't have time to come tonight." Zhou Zhenyue walked to the hospital bed, pulled a bench and sat down, "I have also checked the surroundings carefully, and there is no his people."

Only then did Mu Xueyi relax and let out a light breath.

"That's good."

Zhou Zhenyue looked a little haggard. In the past few days that Mu Xueyi was in a coma, she was not very comfortable.

She was worried about Mu Xueyi's condition, and she had to distract her attention to observe Mu Guocheng's movements and Mu Ruqing's follow-up whereabouts. Dig the root and dig the bottom, in order to cut off future troubles.

At the same time, she also has to manage a company as big as the Zhou family.

It seems like I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

Mu Xueyi looked at the faint cyan under her eyes, and felt extremely distressed, and couldn't help but sink into guilt.

"I'm sorry, Ayue..." She said in a very soft voice, "My business must make you very tired."

"I'm not tired." Zhou Zhenyue blinked, hiding the tired look in her eyes, "What about you? Does your hand still hurt?"

Mu Xueyi shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

One was obviously tired, but said "I'm not tired".

One was clearly in pain, but said "it doesn't hurt anymore".

"...Xueyi," Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Come back with me."

Mu Xueyi was taken aback: "What?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "Go back with me. Go back to the old house. Don't be the second lady, come back, be the wife of the Zhou family, watch TV shows with grandpa, drink tea, work with me, and sleep. Let's go back to the days before. ,OK?"

Mu Xueyi frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, then shook his head: "...No."

"I can't stop now. I've already defeated Mu Ruqing, and I already have the opportunity to infiltrate the Mu Clan. I'm half done, how can I stop halfway? The revenge hasn't finished yet, Ah Yue, Don't you want to see that your revenge will be avenged?"

Zhou Zhenyue smiled bitterly.

"Perhaps anyone in the world will care about whether your revenge is finished. However, I only care about your health and safety."

She pursed her lips, as if she didn't want to ask this question.

But after thinking about it, she still asked.

"You've been hurt and insulted, you've already calculated it, haven't you?"

Mu Xueyi's eyebrows trembled.

She didn't speak.

Zhou Zhenyue did not give in, but raised her voice and asked:

"Your health is also used as a bargaining chip by you, isn't it?"

Mu Xueyi avoided Zhou Zhenyue's gaze and glanced at the plane tree outside the window.

"...As long as I can climb to the position of the superior, I will do anything willingly."

"Why?"

Zhou Zhenyue's eyes turned red, and she stared at Mu Xueyi's pale face, "You don't have to force yourself by any means, I'm already in the position of a superior person, I can protect you, what can't you let go of? Deep hatred, I can also use my method to help you repay bit by bit."

"As long as you stay by my side, you just need to hide under my wings. Why do you have to take your own life to get ahead?"

"You don't believe me, that I can protect you for the rest of your life? Or do you think that only when you become a superior person can you feel secure enough?"

"I…"

Mu Xueyi had a lot of thoughts in her heart. Regarding the series of questions asked by Zhou Zhenyue, she anxiously wanted to explain, but she was so anxious that she didn't know where to start the explanation.

She knew that Ah Yue was not blaming her.

Ah Yue just felt sorry for her and made a bet on her own life.

Zhou Zhenyue saw Mu Xueyi hurriedly trying to speak but hesitated, and did not want to force her any more, "Xueyi, I'm not questioning you. If you don't want to say it, I won't force you to say it."

"You just tell me, can you... can you go back with me?"

Mu Xueyi pursed her lips, tears in her eyes.

half an hour.

She loosened her lips that had deep teeth marks, and choked and replied, "I can't go back."

Zhou Zhenyue stood up abruptly, turned her head and walked out the door.

She turned around quickly, as if she didn't want Mu Xueyi to see the uncontrollable expression on her face.

"Ayue!"

Mu Xueyi hurriedly called her and wanted to get up to chase, but her limbs were injured and she couldn't get off the bed.

Zhou Zhenyue's footsteps stopped at the door, and her back looked unusually stiff.

She turned her head back slightly, her throat moved, and she swallowed the unnaturalness in her throat.

"...Three days ago, you didn't let me call the police. I know that you have a deeper and farther plan. But have you ever thought that if I didn't call the police in time...if I was a few hours late, you really... I was killed by Mu Ruqing..."

The hand on the side of her leg was clenched into a fist.

"…what do I do?"

Mu Xueyi was stunned.

Zhou Zhenyue raised her eyes, the tears framed at the root of the eyelashes of her lower eyelid, shaky.

"I can cooperate with you and cooperate with all your plans. I can also help you clean up the mess and complete the finishing touches."

"But...how can you make me look at you again and again..."

She paused, her pupils slipped, and she glanced at Mu Xueyi at the end of her eyes.

"Was rushed to the emergency room covered in blood?"

Mu Xueyi was speechless.

Without getting a response, Zhou Zhenyue closed her eyes and turned to leave.

Seeing that she was leaving, Mu Xueyi was so sullen, a thousand words stuck in her heart, and in the end, she just turned into one sentence and burst out with tears:

"Ayue, I'm here for you!"

Zhou Zhenyue stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, her slender back was smeared with a thin layer of cold light.

a long time.

Her trembling voice sounded.

"If that's the case, then I'd rather..."

"You don't like me anymore."

The author has something to say: Ayue is actually the most heartbroken

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