Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Delighted, Mu Ling raised his head only to see a delicate face. All the excitement in his heart vanished in an instant.
“Brother Ling…”
Chen Qingyan crouched down, her long and slender hand held Mu Ling’s hand gently.
All of a sudden, Mu Ling’s face changed. He shook off Chen Qingyan’s hand and sent her stumbling back.
“Get lost! Leave me alone. I just want to see Suyi. You get out of my sight now!”
Chen Qingyan stumbled back and fell to the ground. She looked up at Mu Ling in bewilderment, a look of disbelief and shock crept into her face.
‘Didn’t Brother Ling already forgive me? Why is he doing this to me?’
The old butler could not help raising his brows. It seemed that he had no idea what was happening.
Back then, no matter how many mistakes Chen Qingyan had made, Mu Ling never did lose his mind like this. What had Chen Qingyan done this time?
It seemed that something interesting was brewing.
“Suyi, please come out. Please come and meet me!” Mu Ling did not even spare a glance at Chen Qingyan. He walked forward, trembling.
“I’ve finally realized who loves me the most. Suyi, I’m wrong… I am begging you, please come and meet me.”
The old butler raised his arm to stop Mu Ling.
Mu Ling did not dare to offend the old butler, he could not help but stop walking forward. His face was filled with agonized despair as tears broke free from his eyes.
“I am not asking for your forgiveness. I just want to apologize to you… Suyi, I am begging you, please come and meet me.”
At this moment, Chen Qingyan got onto her feet. Her face was drained of color, her lips were trembling. Perhaps, Chen Qingyan too was enraged, she clenched her fists tightly as her nails dug deep into her palms.
However, thinking of her plan, she bit back her anger and walked toward Mu Ling with light and springy steps.
“Brother Ling, Sister Suyi is just upset. She is not petty-minded. Let’s go back.” Chen Qingyan stretched her arm out, wanting to hold onto Mu Ling’s.
Slap!
A crisp clear slap sounded.
Mu Ling raised his hand and slapped Chen Qingyan across her face. Her face became swollen and red. A trace of blood could be seen at the corner of her lips. She stared dazedly at Mu Ling who was still burning with rage.
“You slut! You have deceived me so horribly, is that not enough? You are even insulting Suyi now, saying that she is petty-minded. Even if she was petty-minded, she is not as vicious as you! Get lost! I will deal with you later. I want to meet Suyi now, not you!”
When all the old scores were written off, Mu Ling would never see Chen Qingyan again.
Enraged, Mu Ling pointed at Chen Qingyan. A glimmer of red light flashed in his eyes—bloodthirsty and ruthless like a lion exploding with fury and wanting to tear Chen Qingyan into pieces.
Chen Qingyan’s mind went completely blank. She looked dazedly at Mu Ling. She had even forgotten how to cry…
“Brother Ling, is there some misunderstanding between us? I…”
“Get lost!”
Mu Ling pushed Chen Qingyan away forcefully, sending her stumbling backward, and falling to the ground once again. Her hand knocked down a flower pot nearby. She sucked in a breath of cold air in pain and gasped for air. She balled her hands into fists.
Chen Qingyan turned her head around to look at Mu Ling.
“Brother Ling, there must be a reason you are mad at me. I have always been behaving myself. I have never done anything wrong or harmed anyone. The incidents where the old master got poisoned and the depletion of spirit herbs were out of my hands. I was tricked. You have forgiven me back then. Why…”
