253:Your pain, my happiness

"Are you okay? It looks like you didn't sleep last night." Mu Wanxi looked at the dark circles under his eyes, and a faint smile spread across her thin lips. It was neither hypocritical nor polite. Because of this, she fell in

Yin Mujue felt even more uncomfortable in his eyes and heart.

"Alas!" Cheng Yuran held her arm, as if he didn't see Yin Mujue's murderous gaze, and an uninhibited smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Little Mumu still feels sorry for me more."

"Does she love you?" Shang Qiansa stood aside and chuckled, "It seems I was the one who stayed up all night with you last night!"

"Ahem..." Cheng Yuran immediately put down his hand when he received the Queen's murderous look, "Baby, why don't we go back to sleep now?" His eyebrows were raised. If he hadn't been so good-looking, he could have used the word "cheap".

Describe his expression.

Shang Qiansa kicked his calf and said, "Say goodbye to Huanhuan."

Cheng Yuran looked at Huanhuan having breakfast with a big smile on his face, "Hi, little Princess Huanhuan, Uncle Cheng came to see you, and now he is leaving again."

Huanhuan nodded, "I understand, you can go."

"Ahem...little princess, is your attitude towards me too cold?"

"You didn't bring me anything to eat!" Why should I be so enthusiastic to you? Huanhuan pursed her lips!

Mu Wanxi and Shang Qiansana glanced at each other, feeling embarrassed. Mu Lihuan, you foodie!

"Huanhuan, let's go." Shang Qiansa and Cheng Yuran intertwined their fingers and said to Huanhuan.

"Goodbye, Mommy, goodbye, Uncle Cheng." Although Huanhuan is not close to Shang Qiansa, at least he knows that she is his biological mother and does not dare to make any mistakes.

Yu Chiheng heard their words clearly just now. They wanted to go back to sleep? How could he bear it? He stopped them at the door. His dark eyes stared at Shang Qiansa with deep meaning.

"A good dog doesn't block the road." Cheng Yuran still maintained a graceful smile on his lips.

"Sa Sa, we haven't made it clear yet." He looked at Shang Qiansa intently.

Shang Qiansa's delicate facial features showed a faint smile. She looked beautiful, but there was a look of alienation in her eyes, "Mr. Yuchi, you and I have nothing to talk about!"

Yuchi Heng's eyes were fixed on her and Cheng Yuran's hands that were tightly intertwined. His anger showed, and he reached out to grab her hand. Shang Qiansa didn't move, but Cheng Yuran moved faster, grabbing his wrist and forcefully holding Yuchi's hand.

Heng frowned.

Although there was a smile on Cheng Yuran's lips, it was not as deep as the eyes. The chilling aura overshadowed everything, but the casual tone made people tremble with fear, "Don't do anything to my woman, otherwise I will be very angry!"

My woman, those five simple words were like a sharp sword that pierced into Yu Chi Heng's heart. He looked at Shang Qiansa with disbelieving eyes. She naturally acquiesced to Cheng Yuran's words.

The two of them walked past Yu Chiheng in a tacit understanding and left gracefully; Yu Chiheng froze in place and couldn't recover for a long time. She was even willing to give birth to a daughter, so why didn't she wait for him?

Yin Mujue remained silent, his eyes flickering over Mu Wanxi. He always felt that the interaction between Shang Qiansa, Mu Wanxi and Cheng Yuran was too intimate.

There was an arrogant Hummer at the entrance of the hospital. The license plate number was ordinary, but no one knew that there was a military license plate behind the license plate number. Shang Qiansa got in the car, and his face turned pale as the sunlight slanted in.

Cheng Yuran whistled, got into the car and fastened his seat belt. He started the car and said, "That man is nothing more than that. I really don't know what you saw in him in the first place!"

"Maybe he was blinded by lard." Shang Qiansa supported the side of his face with his hands and answered absentmindedly.

"It seems that you are very disappointed!" Cheng Yuran raised his eyebrows, "Is it because he can't forget his old feelings for you, or because he knows Huanhuan's identity?"

"Cheng Yuran, do you have a stapler in your car?" Shang Qiansa turned her head and stared at his handsome profile.

"what you up to?"

"I want to seal your mouth. Will you die if you don't chatter for a day?" Shang Qiansa was very angry.

"Someone must be so angry after being exposed!" Cheng Yuran's lips raised an evil smile that added insult to injury, "I can't help it, I feel very happy just seeing you in pain."

"Cheng Yuran, you are so ****bt!" If he hadn't been driving now, Shang Qiansa would have really wanted to kick him.

"My mother has been lying down there for many years, can you not disturb her?!" Cheng Yuran was not only not angry, but also smiled happily.

Shang Qiansa took a deep breath, suppressed her desire to kill him with a shot, leaned back, and suddenly sneered, "Today I finally know why Lin Bai left you!"

Cheng Yuran couldn't laugh anymore, her hands holding the steering wheel secretly tightened, her frivolous eyes were full of smiles, and she suddenly seemed to have turned into a different person.

The carriage finally quieted down, and Shang Qiansa felt much more comfortable. Cheng Yuran came out of the army and received the most severe and harsh training. Now he is known as the most blatant instructor in the base. His scoundrel nature is deep in his bones.

He can speak obscenely and dirty words at any time and place, and he can't repeat the same words for an hour. Many new birds are dissatisfied with him and have greeted all eighteen generations of his ancestors. Cheng Yuran will not be angry, he will only smile.

Gentle, if you believe that he is a generous person, you are wrong, because in the subsequent training, he will train you to the point where you are worse than death, and you will not even have the strength to curse.

Cheng Yuran was very naughty and noisy, and if he didn't speak, it would be equivalent to killing him, but every time he mentioned the name "Lin Bai", he would stop talking.

Lin Bai and Cheng Yuran are more important than their own lives.

However, Lin Bai still left him.

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During the day, there were nurses in the hospital taking care of the two children, with Yin Kejia as their companion. Huanhuan was very well-behaved, and she listened to Yin Kejia's words.

Qin Wanwan is still in a coma. The latest chapter of The Devil is a Homebody. Yu Chiheng has already asked someone to catch the arsonist. The success rate of computer photo comparison is 98%. It is certain that he must have set fire to the surveillance video of the office.

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Mu Wanxi and Yin Mujue arrived at the basement of Yuchiheng Bar. They said that the basement was actually a torture chamber, a place dedicated to punishing betrayers. Various torture instruments were placed aside, and the dim light and wind were blowing.

The man had already been greeted once by Yu Chi Heng's men. At this moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there was still blood under his nose. But his mouth was very tough and he refused to say who instigated him to do this.

Mu Wanxi walked down and her cold eyes swept across his body, as if she were putting someone in an ice cellar. The man was too guilty to look into her eyes, and his eyes fell on the ground. "Kill me.

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Yin Mujue's dark eyes fell on him sullenly, and the hand in his pocket tightened. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to learn something from his mouth, he would have died long ago.

"This guy is very skilled and has a tough mouth. If I hadn't sent so many people, I wouldn't have been able to take him down." Yuchi Heng said coolly.

Mu Wanxi did not speak, but looked at him quietly, and found that his fingers had obvious calluses, probably caused by years of training. They were scarred and did not say a word. Most people simply could not bear such torture.

"You have served as a soldier and received training." Mu Wanxi said calmly, her eyes falling on his legs. It was obvious that the lengths were different. The difference was not obvious, but it could still be seen, "Your legs were injured.

That's why they can catch you."

Yu Chiheng had a look of disbelief. He stepped forward and rolled up the man's trousers to see the prosthetic leg. He cursed in a low voice and looked sideways at Mu Wanxi. Unexpectedly, she had guessed everything.

"Humph." The man snorted coldly and said nothing.

Mu Wanxi turned around and walked to the torture device. She scanned it slightly and picked up the smallest knife at the front. Although the blade was thin, it was sharp enough. She turned and walked towards the tied man...

Yu Chiheng looked at Yin Mujue with strange eyes, as if to say: Sister Mu, what do you want to do?

Yin Mujue did not answer Yu Chiheng, but looked at Mu Wanxi. Four years of training had made her more indifferent, calm, wise, and so smart that no one could admire her.

Mu Wanxi cut the rope that bound him, and Yuchi Heng shouted, "Mu Wanxi!"

"If you win, I will let you go. If you lose, tell me who ordered you." Yu Chiheng's words were as if he had not heard them.

The man stood up and looked at Mu Wanxi. He didn't care about Mu Wanxi who was obviously thin and weak. He snorted coldly: "I don't hit women."

Mu Wanxi's face was calm and her voice was mechanical, "I'm sorry, you have to pay a heavy price for underestimating women."

The man has received special training and has fought against women who have also received the same training, but he has never seen a woman who is faster and more agile than Mu Wanxi. Her thin and frail body contains limited power, but in the short time between two

, three minutes later, Mu Wanxi had subdued him and kicked him hard in the abdomen.

His eyes were cold and his mind was as calm as a black panther.

Yu Chiheng's surprised mouth opened into a very ungraceful "O" shape, and he felt sad. Mu Wanxi was so merciful when she threw herself that day! Otherwise, she would have to lie down for half a month without breaking her bones. Her skills were too weird.

Got it!

Yin Mujue knew what she had gone through, and following Cheng Yuran, she was naturally very different now.

Mu Wanxi lowered her head and looked at him with cold eyes, and said quietly: "You'd better tell the truth!"

The man gasped for air, sweat rolled down his forehead, and looked at Mu Wanxi with an inquiring gaze, "Who are you?"

Mu Wanxi did not answer immediately, but hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you know the military aircraft department's method of extracting confessions?"

The man's pupils continued to expand, staring at Mu Wanxi in disbelief, and swallowed cautiously: "——You, Korea's hurricane idol."

"I'm not from the Military Aircraft Department." Mu Wanxi explained, but her next sentence sent the man into hell, "I just saw the Military Aircraft Department's methods of extracting confessions!"

"I said..." The man took a deep breath. He had never been to a military aircraft office in his life, but he had experienced strong winds and waves. Naturally, he knew that the military aircraft office's forced confessions would not kill people, but would only end the torture while preserving their lives. "Give.

The person I paid to set the fire on was a woman named Qin Wanwan."

The knife in Mu Wanxi's hand fell to the ground, her cold eyes were clear and nothing could be seen, but if she looked closely, her eyes were covered with something, so that she could not see anything.

Yin Mujue just gave Yu Chiheng a look and quickly chased after him.

This person will definitely not survive.

When Mu Wanxi was about to get in the car, Yin Mujue stopped her, "Mu Wanxi..."

"Don't follow me." Mu Wanxi said coldly, got in the car and started the car. The rapid speed made Yin Mujue frown. She really dared to drive. Wasn't she afraid of getting into trouble at such a fast speed?

Knowing that she wanted to be quiet, Yin Mujue felt uneasy and could only keep following her at the same speed. His driving skills were very good, but he almost lost Mu Wanxi several times today. It can be imagined that she

How fast.

Mu Wanxi's car finally stopped on the road by the river. The winter wind was already cold, but the wind on the river was even more bone-chilling, blowing on her face over and over again, and all consciousness was being lost.

Yin Mujue stopped the car a minute later and quietly walked to her side, shoulder to shoulder.

The pain returned, "I don't want to quarrel with you, I just want to look at you." Seeing you stand properly in front of me makes me feel at ease.
To be continued...