"Have you not seen it for a long time? Didn't you see it last month?" Qian Yan suddenly stood up neatly and grabbed the woman's neck with one hand.

"Tell me, who is you, who sent you here!" Qian Yan was really angry when he asked sharply. Mu Jing was his scattered scale, and there was still someone who dared to use her to plot against him!

"Yan, what are you doing! Yan, I am Jing'er, I am Mu Jing, Yan... cough cough..." The woman exclaimed, she really didn't expect Qian Yan to do this suddenly...

"Yan... I remembered it wrong. I saw it last month, but I didn't see you last time, I remembered it wrong..."

"Yan...cough...cough...cough...give it up, I'm almost breathless..."

"inflammation……"

The woman kept begging for mercy, but Qian Yan had no intention of letting her go.

"Is that? You remembered wrongly? Then you are definitely not her." Qian Yan's hand relaxed a little, as if he wanted to let this woman go...

The woman finally breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could stand up, Qian Yan quickly pulled out the dagger and stabbed the woman.

The dagger was inserted into the chest without mercy. The woman widened her eyes and died with her eyes open. She would never know where she had revealed her flaws and failed...

Just as Qian Yan expected, the woman who looked exactly like Mu Jing disappeared in less than half a minute after being killed by him, and the grove where they were also disappeared without a trace.

"It turned out to be an illusion. It's just Jing'er, she never called me Yan..." Although this was what he wanted in his heart.

Qian Yan muttered to himself, and suddenly his eyes opened. It was not good, Miss Feng was still in the environment.

Since this is what I think, then Miss Feng must have seen her mother. They haven't seen each other for more than ten years, so it's not so easy to see through...

But no matter what method Qian Yan used, the environment could never be accessed again...

"Mother, do you know? Wan'er has been looking for you for a long time. Wan'er misses you so much..." Feng Suwan snuggled in her mother's arms. She hadn't relaxed for a long time.

Now that she is finally reunited with her mother, she doesn't know how happy she is...

"Wan'er, my mother misses you too. The little greedy cat is hungry. I have someone prepare lunch for you. Go quickly." "Mu Jing" looked at Feng Suwan in a doting way and said with a smile.

"Mom and Wan'er go with you. Wan'er still has a lot to say to you." Feng Suwan didn't want to get up and wanted to say everything in one go.

"Okay, let's have a meal and chat."

On the dining table, there were all Feng Suwan’s favorite talents. Feng Suwan’s eyes widened. She hadn’t seen her for so many years and her mother hadn’t even watched her grow up. How could she know what she liked to eat...

However, in Feng Suwan's opinion, all this is just a coincidence, and it is all negligible details.

"Mom, you can't pick up the food over there, Wan'er helps you," Feng Suwan got up. She was so late for such filial piety and the most basic filial piety...

"Ah..." Feng Suwan just stood up, and there was a burst of exclamation from behind...

The maid behind was about to serve soup, and was urging Feng Suwan to get up. Most of the soup in her hand was poured on Mu Jing, who was sitting next to Feng Suwan...

Feng Suwan turned around and saw the exposed part of Mu Jing's body red and swollen, and deep self-blame flashed in her eyes, and she said anxiously.

"Mom, how are you doing? It's all your daughter is not good. My daughter will get you medicine. Help your wife to the bedroom."

"Yes, Miss."

The maid behind him immediately stepped forward, but Mu Jing looked like she had nothing to do: "It's okay, Wan'er, I'm fine, let's have dinner first."
Chapter completed!