Rebirth of Sweet Love: Acting like a spoiled child in the arms of the paranoid Master Mu

Mu Tingchen knew that the moment Su Yanyan confessed her mistake to him, her heart had been opened to him.

He sighed softly and turned around, with a trace of expectation and tolerance in his eyes.

"Yanyan, let the past go."

His voice was gentle and magnetic, "If you really want to change, I will give you a chance and let us face the future together."

Su Yanyan's eyes were moist, and she bit her lip, trying not to let tears fall. She gently raised her head and looked into Mu Tingchen's deep eyes, as if she could see the softness in his heart.

"Mu Tingchen, thank you."

Her voice was slightly trembling, "Are you really willing to give me another chance?"

She asked silently in her heart: "If you knew what happened in the previous life, would you really be willing to forgive me?"

Mu Tingchen smiled slightly and stretched out his hand, "Yanyan, as long as you are willing, we still have a bright future."

Su Yanyan held his hand tightly, and at that moment, she felt the warmth and strength in his palm.

She lowered her head slightly, opened her lips slightly, and said in a gentle but firm voice, "Tingchen, I will repay your tolerance and trust in me with my whole life. I love you forever."

When Mu Tingchen heard this, a warm current surged in his heart. He gently held Su Yanyan in his arms, feeling her heartbeat and body temperature.

The two hugged each other tightly, as if time stood still at this moment.

Xu Yang stood aside and couldn't help but sigh at the emotional twists and turns. He looked at the two of them, feeling a little uneasy. He always felt that there was a bigger secret hidden behind Su Yanyan's changes.

However, in this romantic and warm atmosphere, his doubts seemed so insignificant.

……

There was silence in the Su family. The moonlight shines through the window into the house, reflecting the mess.

Su Jiaojiao burst into the house angrily, followed by a strong storm. Tables and chairs were overturned to the ground and smashed to pieces under the power of her anger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The broken voice echoed in the room, as if complaining of some kind of injustice.

"I'm so angry, Su Yanyan, you bitch! You have to die!" Su Jiaojiao's voice was full of resentment, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her heart.

Chang Xiaofen heard the sound and rushed over, only to see her daughter running rampant in the house like a furious lion.

She tried to comfort: "Jiaojiao, don't be like this..." But that voice seemed so pale and weak in front of Su Jiaojiao's anger.

Su Jiaojiao seemed to have turned into an out-of-control beast. She clenched her fists and punched the wall and door frame violently.

"Bang! Bang!" Every blow seemed to hit her heart, and her tears fell with every impact.

"I've had enough! I have to cut that bitch into pieces!" Her words revealed deep despair and helplessness.

Chang Xiaofen stood aside, her eyes full of worry and helplessness.

She knew that any words she spoke at this moment were in vain, and the only thing she could do was to stay with her daughter silently, letting her feel a touch of warmth and support.

The living room was in a mess. The moonlight filtered through the broken window, shining mottledly on Su Jiaojiao's angry and twisted face.

Her eyes were blood red, like burning flames, filled with endless hatred and despair.

"Bang!" Another object was broken under her violent power, and the fragments flew, accompanied by the pain and struggle in her heart.

Her figure looked lonely and fragile in the moonlight, and her voice roared like a beast, echoing in the empty room.

"Jiaojiao, calm down!" A deep and firm voice suddenly sounded, as if a clear spring poured into her chaotic heart.

She raised her head and saw her father, Su Yiran, standing at the door. His face was full of worry and exhaustion, but his deep eyes shone with determination and hope.

"Dad..." Her voice was weak and trembling, as if she was lost in a dark abyss, "I... I don't know what's wrong with me..."

Su Yiran walked towards his daughter slowly, his steps heavy and firm. He gently stroked her hair, his warm palms conveying the power and comfort of fatherly love.

"Jiaojiao, tell me what happened? I can understand your anger and pain, but you must learn to control your emotions."

His voice is gentle but firm, like a beacon guiding the lost.

"dad……"

She choked, "I feel like I'm being controlled by something... I can't control my anger and emotions..."

Su Yiran hugged his daughter tightly, his eyes revealing deep concern and determination. "We will get through this together. I will help you find inner peace and strength."

Chang Xiaofen stood aside, tears sliding down her cheeks. She felt endless self-blame and regret.

"It's all my fault. I didn't persuade Yanyan properly. She went crazy after getting drunk, was jealous of Jiaojiao and Qiu Debian's marriage, and actually... vented her resentment on Jiaojiao and drugged Jiaojiao!"

"what?"

Su Yiran's eyes flashed with surprise and anger, "Why did you let her do this? Why didn't you stop her?"

"I tried to dissuade her at the time, but she still insisted on doing it. Now it seems that it was a big mistake!" Chang Xiaofen's voice was filled with endless regret and self-blame.