After the rebirth, I divorced the scumbag

"You'll just send more people to watch her, deny her any chance of escape, and push her to another extreme of despair."

She finished her sentence, and finally pronounced the sentence: "Mo Xiaoyuan, Mu Qing's death is entirely your responsibility.

"If you weren't my brother, I really wanted to kill you for Mu Qing!"

Listening to Xia Zimu's accusation sentence by sentence, the endless pain and self-blame engulfed Mo Xiaoyuan tightly like an impenetrable net, making it hard to breathe.

Mu Qing died because of him.

He was the one who killed Mu Qing indirectly.

He knew that what she hated the most was being called a mistress and being verbally humiliated by those under him, but he still forced her, suppressed her, crushed her already shattered self-esteem, and stepped into the mud Li, bit by bit, pushed her to the edge of the cliff.

Then, let her jump down by herself.

Mo Xiaoyuan felt as if his heart was being grabbed and crushed by something, causing a piercing pain.

The formerly high-spirited man stood there with his back bent and silent, like an old man on the verge of death. The sadness in his eyes almost overflowed, rendering the air in the whole room extremely depressing.

Seeing him like this, Xia Zimu stopped talking to him, took Lu Jinghao and turned to leave.

Walking to the door, she suddenly stopped, turned her back to Mo Xiaoyuan, and left a last sentence: "By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to say.

"Congratulations to President Mo who is about to tie the knot with the Shen family and get the management rights of the Shen family.

"It's just a pity that Mu Qing won't be able to see the prosperity you want.

"I wish Mr. Mo a bright future, and there will be no more close relatives or loved ones around."

After finishing speaking, she closed the door with a "bang" and left, leaving only Mo Xiaoyuan in the ward.

......

Walking downstairs to the hospital, Xia Zimu's footsteps were still extremely fast.

Mo Xiaoyuan pulled her back and said softly, "Persons who are pregnant should not walk too fast."

Xia Zimu stopped and looked back at him, still angry, "Aren't you angry that Mu Qing was tortured like this by my brother?

"You didn't say a word just now, I thought you were dumb!"

After pregnancy, Xia Zimu's emotions are always easy to be magnified, and now thinking of what happened to Mu Qing, she is even more uncomfortable.

Just now, what he said against Lu Jinghao was a bit unreasonable.

Lu Jinghao was not annoyed, he pulled him into his arms and comforted him softly: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. Next time I will scold him with you."

The coaxing tone of a child made Xia Zimu feel as if he had punched cotton.

Her emotions came and went quickly, and after being hugged by him for a while, she admitted her mistake in a low voice: "Sorry, I was excited just now."

"It's okay." He kissed her forehead, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't be too uncomfortable, Mu Qing has finally got rid of the past completely now, you should be happy for her."

Xia Zimu raised her head in his arms and asked, "Has her new identity been arranged?"

"Well, everything has been settled. The town where she lives is not economically developed. Most of the residents make a living from planting and animal husbandry, and they don't have much communication with the outside world. Your brother can't find her."

Hearing this, Xia Zimu felt relieved and returned home with Lu Jinghao.

......

Mo Xiaoyuan stayed in the hospital for a few days, and his body basically recovered.

A few days passed, during which he mobilized all possible forces to search, but still no news about Mu Qing came back.

Everyone around him said that Mu Qing was dead, but he didn't believe it.

He firmly believed that as long as he was willing to look for and wait, he would definitely be able to wait for Mu Qing to come back.

This is the last hope to support his survival.

If this little hope is shattered, he doesn't know if he still has the courage to go on.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, no one in the family came to pick him up.

After the engagement ceremony, both Mo Xiaoyuan and Xia Zimu turned against him and didn't want to see him at all.

He didn't care, after all, he never had to rely on anyone to live.

After being discharged from the hospital, Mo Xiaoyuan temporarily handed over all the company's affairs to Mo Qinglin, and he personally led the rescue team to work at sea during the day.

When I went home at night, I sat alone in the huge villa, drinking one cup after another.

In the morning, he dragged his exhausted body to continue looking for someone.

One day, he was drinking so much that his stomach bleeds, and the servant who went to work the next day found out that he was sent to the hospital. Only then did he notice that he had lost so much weight in the mirror.

The originally lean and strong body is now only a skeleton.

He suddenly remembered that when he was with Mu Qing, she seemed to have said that she liked him once.

She talked a lot when they were together.

But he never listened carefully before, so he didn't remember much.

It took him a long time to vaguely remember the reason why Mu Qing said the word "like" to him.

She said he was in good shape, like a retired soldier, handsome and decent.

He's not really a decent guy.

In this way, it seems that the only thing about him that attracts her is this skin.

So he quit smoking and drinking, and started exercising again.

However, even so, his body was still covered with a lifeless aura for a long time, like a walking dead whose soul had been sucked out.

Shen Qing and Mo Qinglin hated him at first because he had driven a young girl to a dead end.

Although Mu Qing didn't die, he did do something wrong.

But nearly a month passed, Shen Qing still felt distressed after seeing Mo Xiaoyuan tormenting himself like this.

She asked Shen An'an to organize a gathering of young people, trying to dispel Mo Xiaoyuan's dead spirit.

Mo Xiaoyuan was brought to the party of Shen An'an's group, and the young men and women around were having a carnival, but he was the only one sitting alone in the corner, looking out of place.

Shen An'an remembered Shen Qing's words, and would come over to comfort him at the beginning, and when he saw that he was ignoring others, she would ignore him later.

Mo Xiaoyuan has an outstanding appearance, sitting in the crowd is the focus.

During the party, I don't know how many men and women came to accost him, and they all left in the end.

Ji Xuan saw Mo Xiaoyuan sitting in the corner, not drinking or talking, so he took a bottle of red wine and sat down.

Ji Xuan was punched by Mo Xiaoyuan last time on the boat, and he hasn't contacted Mo Xiaoyuan since then.

Recently, his family's business was in trouble, and his father told him to come back and make friends with Mo Xiaoyuan, so he came here.

Although he had resentment towards Mo Xiaoyuan in his heart, he still greeted him with a smile on his face, "Old Mo, have a drink?"

Mo Xiaoyuan ignored him and still sat there numbly.

Ji Xuan took a sip of wine by himself, then leaned back on the sofa, sat upright, raised his hand and patted Mo Xiaoyuan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Old Mo, you still miss that dead girl Woolen cloth?

"It's not that I said you, man, open your mind a bit, don't hang yourself on a tree all the time.

"Turn off the lights, women are all the same, which one is not?

"Although that Mu Qing is good-looking, her breasts are too flat. How can she rub her as vigorously as those on the dance floor..."

"boom!"

The wine bottle shattered into pieces on top of the man's head, and the purple wine mixed with bright red blood flowed down from the top of the man's head, bloody and frightening.

The originally lively environment quieted down instantly, and then there was a burst of chaos.

Call the police, call the ambulance, call the ambulance.

Only Mo Xiaoyuan still had a gloomy face, grabbing the head of the man who was about to pass out from the pain, and smashed it hard against the wall.

One after another, as if wanting that person's life.

The men and women around were just watching, and no one dared to fight.