Rebirth: Mr. Fu will not cancel the engagement this time

Gu Jinhe said coldly: "You said before that you saw a painting in your father's study. Who was in that painting?"

Murong Qingxuan looked at Gu Jinhe's expression and suddenly laughed: "You are so smart, how could you not guess it?"

Gu Jinhe narrowed his eyes and his tone became colder: "Who is it?"

Murong Qingxuan stopped laughing, looked at Gu Jinhe and said a name.

"Lu Yuan."

Gu Jinhe closed her eyes slightly. At this moment, she didn't know how to describe her feelings. The death of her mother made Murong Qinghui ignore even his own son and locked himself in the room, ignoring the world.

Gu Jinhe didn't know if he was atonement for his sins in this way, but it was all in vain.

After he found me, he didn't send me back to the Gu family or the Murong family, but handed me over to a couple. The relationship between them was completely destroyed.

Murong Qingxuan's mouth curled up into a cold smile: "It's ridiculous, isn't it? My father is still such a sentimental man. The person he can't forget is not my mother who passed away after giving birth to me, but someone else's wife, someone else's mother."

There was a hint of irony in his eyes: "What a touching and deep affection. He locked himself in the room, thinking that he would not have to face the condemnation and guilt in his heart."

"But he was just deceiving himself. When faced with his father killing the woman he loved most, he chose to escape. He did not choose revenge, but locked himself up."

"This is a ridiculous thing. Why does he deny my growth while avoiding me? He denies everything about me. In this way, he is taking revenge on his father in another way."

"In his eyes, I am nothing more than a pawn that he can use to take revenge on others."

Murong Qingxuan's expression was complicated and ugly as he thought of those unbearable memories. When he knew that he was just a chess piece in his father's eyes, he also blurred the tall figure of his father in his heart.

His father didn't want him to inherit the Murong family, but he didn't want to do that. When he was facing the painting in the study, he swore that he would sit on the throne of power in the Murong family.

Then the aging father would be locked up in that house forever, facing the painting day and night, and suffering the condemnation of repentance forever.

The Murong Qingxuan that Gu Jinhe met today was someone he had never seen before in his previous life.

In the past, he had always been gentle and polite, as if the gentleness engraved on his face was ingrained into his bones and blood. He could calmly express his gentle side to anyone.

He also talked a lot more than before, and what he said made people think he was a mentally ill patient.

His paranoid appearance was very much like a child who did not receive love and care from his father. When he grew up, he took revenge on his father in the way he thought was revenge.

The only difference is that in his previous life, Gu Jinhe didn’t know his own life experience until his death.

But she knew it in this life, so Murong Qingxuan behaved like this.

Perhaps because he is the only direct descendant of this generation who grew up in the Murong family, he is lonely.

Now they were sitting in this old and dilapidated pavilion. The heavy rain outside did not stop him from venting the anger and resentment that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

Both of them knew their identities very well. In such an environment, the blood relationship between them gave Murong Qingxuan an outlet to vent.

Gu Jinhe did not stop him from venting, because from Murong Qingxuan's mouth, she also learned some truths that she didn't know before.

Murong Qingxuan felt that he was a pawn of his father's revenge on others. When he was in pain and resentment about this matter, he also chose to retaliate in the same way that attacks people's hearts.

One of them is Gu Jinhe’s life.

She is the only bloodline left by Lu Yuan. In order to let this young child grow up safely, Murong Qinghui gave her to someone else to raise, as if this could make up for the sins committed by his father.

But no matter what, Murong Qinghui had a special feeling for Gu Jinhe, and one day this special feeling disappeared from his world.

This is the best revenge for him.

Murong Qingxuan thought so.

Gu Jinhe looked at Murong Qingxuan's gloomy expression and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You made the same choice as your father."

Murong Qinghui used his son to avenge his father, while Murong Qingxuan used Lu Yuan's daughter to avenge his father.

Murong Qingxuan's face turned cold instantly, and a few red bloodshot lines appeared in his eyes, destroying his long-standing gentle appearance.

He said harshly: "So what? As long as I can avenge him and make him feel pain, I will have succeeded."

Gu Jinhe ruthlessly destroyed his hypocritical mask: "Your father is running away, aren't you running away too?"

"He didn't take revenge on his father, and you didn't take revenge on him either. Instead, you chose to take revenge on others."

"They are both equally cowardly and incompetent. When you say your father is ridiculous, don't you see how ridiculous you are?"

Murong Qingxuan's voice seemed to come out from between his teeth: "My patience is limited. I'm giving you a warning. It's best not to challenge my patience."

After Murong Qingxuan took out the gun, the scene fell into a strange stagnation.

Shuhua and Shumo always guarded behind Gu Jinhe, and they did not dare to relax at all.

Chen Chen stood there in a daze, his eyes fixed on Murong Qingxuan. He looked at him with strange eyes, as if he thought that the person sitting here was not his friend.

Gu Jinhe lowered his eyelids and looked at the pistol that Murong Qingxuan placed on the stone table. His hand was on the gun, as if he was warning Gu Jinhe not to act rashly.

Gu Jinhe didn't think much about it. As long as he could find Murong Qingxuan's weakness, he would be safe.

Even with him around, she doesn't have to deal with those who want her life herself.

Gu Jinhe turned his gaze to the path leading to the mountain. At this time, the dirt road could no longer be seen due to the rain, but the trees and bushes on both sides were swaying in the strong wind, still holding their positions, clearly revealing the path.

When he saw a long string of black shadows appearing at the end of the path, Gu Jinhe curled the corners of his lips, but there was a chill between his brows, which was even colder than the rain outside the pavilion.

Her expression caught Murong Qingxuan's attention. He followed Gu Jinhe's gaze and looked towards the path, and then he also saw the group of black shadows.

Murong Qingxuan frowned, and his voice rose slightly: "Go over and see what's going on."

A person standing outside the pavilion disappeared in the rain.