Marriage is coming

"I'm not upset."

She reached out and wiped away her tears, "Don't be angry, there is nothing to be angry about."

"I can actually understand his choice. He doesn't love me, or even hates me. I'm the wife you forced on him. Compared with lovers who have known each other for six years, anyone knows how to choose."

"Let's go back first."

Lin Xuan was very tired, she didn't want to pursue so much anymore, Mu Jingshen was indifferent, so she divorced.

If Zheng Linlin committed a murder, then she will go to court.

Right now, she just wanted to cut through the mess quickly, so that Lin Zhenghe could be buried in the ground as soon as possible.

"..."

The whip in Mrs. Mu's hand completely fell to the ground.

The leather whip was custom-made by Mr. Mu before his death. It is very light, but because it is made of cowhide, it hurts a lot when it is whipped.

There was blood on the whip, and Lin Xuan couldn't bear it any longer, she whispered, "Grandma, I'm disgusting, let's go back first, shall we?"

"it is good."

She took two steps forward, Lin Xuan supported her and walked out.

The sightseeing car was still there, so Lin Xuan followed Mrs. Mu up and went back to the villa together.

Mrs. Chen made a glass of lemon juice for Lin Xuan, and she took two sips before suppressing the nausea.

Mrs. Mu didn't mention anything, she just said, "Go up and rest, I'll ask Mrs. Chen to tidy up a guest room for that brat, don't worry."

"Thank you grandma."

She looked deeply at Lin Xuan: "Xuan'er, it's grandma's fault. You have been wronged at Mu's family this year. No matter how you say it, grandma apologizes to you on behalf of the two of them."

The corners of Lin Xuan's lips turned up: "I accept grandma."

……

That night.

Lin Xuan slept very restlessly. She had several nightmares one after another. In the second half of the night, she was frightened awake. Lin Xuan opened her eyes and sensed something was wrong.

There was a faint to extreme smell of blood in the room.

Lin Xuan turned her head and saw a figure sitting beside the bed.

She screamed in fright, and supported her with a pair of big hands: "It's me."

His voice was hoarse, and Lin Xuan's heart was beating wildly: "Mu Jingshen, what are you doing sitting on my bed in the middle of the night?"

"You want to scare me to death?"

Mu Jingshen reached out and turned on the bedside lamp in the room. Her eyes were so blinded by the light that she couldn't open them. Lin Xuan closed her eyes and opened them only after she got used to it.

The man in front of him had an unusually pale face, with cold sweat on his forehead. He had a mature temperament and elegant demeanor, still full of pride, but his body was a little weaker.

After a day and night, Lin Xuan had completely calmed down. In fact, Mu Jingshen was not too responsible for Lin Zhenghe's and Ye Wuqing's affairs, whether it had anything to do with the nurse or not.

There are many accidents in life, and it is not a crime to neglect prevention.

Lin Xuan couldn't accept staying by his side anymore, but it didn't mean that Mu Jingshen must pay for Lin Zhenghe's life.

"What are you doing here?"

She curled her eyelashes and asked in a low voice.

Mu Jingshen let out a low laugh, and he stretched out his hand to pull Lin Xuan, but the woman sensed her intention and avoided it.

His eyes darkened, "Shen Rui called me."

Lin Xuan looked over, Mu Jingshen's eyelashes were very long, and the long shadows of the lights fell down, and the shadows spread into his eyes.

"Someone witnessed that the nurses went in and out of the ward before Mom and Dad's accident." Mu Jingshen lowered his lips: "I submitted the time to the police station. As long as the forensic doctor finds out the time of Dad's death, it can be roughly determined. This Did the nurse have anything to do with his death?"

Lin Xuan digested it for 2 minutes before she was sure that Mu Jingshen's father was talking about Lin Zhenghe, and mother was talking about Ye Wuqing.

"Thank you."

"If you really want to thank me, don't mention the divorce again."

Lin Xuan didn't speak, he kept staring at her with deep eyes, especially under the smudged light, it was easy to give people an illusion that he loved her like his life.

But she has already woken up, and she has completely passed the age of dreaming, and she has no right to dream.

"You sign, I don't mention it, hello, me too."

"I'm not good."

The huge shadow pressed down, and the man's chest was broad, and he hugged her in his arms for a moment.

Lin Xuan was so angry that she struggled, her arm touched the man's back, the man grunted and hugged her harder.

Lin Xuan's fingers froze, and belatedly realized that Mu Jingshen's temperature was too high.

The corners of her lips paused, and she freed a hand to reach Mu Jingshen's head. It would not be a problem to fry a hot egg.

"Mu Jingshen, you have a fever."

All right, suddenly so abnormal.

Lin Xuan didn't want to get entangled so much with Mu Jingshen, but she couldn't break free, so she found the phone with great effort and called Mrs. Chen.

The phone rang and answered, "Young Madam?"

"Sister-in-law Chen, your young master has a fever. In my room, call a few people to come up and pull him away..."

Before Lin Xuan finished speaking, Mu Jingshen grabbed the phone and cut it off.

"what are you doing?"

She became angry from embarrassment, and angrily smashed the man's chest.

He hugged her, smiled, and was not angry at all, especially because he looked harmless, as if his punch hadn't hit him at all.

Lin Xuan heard Mu Jingshen's confused voice, "I know..."

I didn't hear the last two words. Anyway, this person is not clear-headed now, and nothing he says is out of his heart.

She didn't ask any more questions, but within 2 minutes, Mrs. Chen came up with three servants.

The four fought together, but they couldn't pull Mu Jingshen away, mainly because they were afraid of hurting Lin Xuan.

"Master, I've called the doctor over here. Let go of the young lady first. The young lady is pregnant with a child. If you hold her like this, the child may be squeezed."

Mu Jingshen held Lin Xuan's arms loosely, only the belly part was relaxed a lot, especially when the man was still clasping her waist, it was extremely sore.

Lin Xuan didn't move, stopped for a while, then pushed him violently, breaking free from his shackles.

"Mu Jingshen, I don't want to do what you do."

He reached out to pull her, and Lin Xuan rolled into the bed.

The doctor came quickly and gave Mu Jingshen a simple examination: "It should be a wound infection. Mr. Mu's injury has not been treated for a long time. I will prescribe him an antipyretic first."

"Also, you should pay attention at this time, you can't drink any more."

Lin Xuan raised her eyelashes. After the doctor finished speaking, she was extremely indifferent: "Are you taking him out, or should I sleep in another room?"

Now that Lin Xuan is backed by Mrs. Mu, the servant dare not fart, and said in a low voice, "Young Madam, I will go and clean up a guest room for you."

Mu Jingshen leaned on the bed, didn't move much, his eyes were closed, he seemed to be asleep.

The shirt was still the same, stuck to his back. When the doctor cut it, the man's muscles twitched, and Lin Xuan suddenly turned away.

But she moved slowly, and still clearly saw the criss-crossed whip wounds on his back.