loneliness meets loneliness

To Qin Yifeng's surprise, what Mu Quyan arranged for him was an ordinary room where he could really sleep, not a dirty place like a dilapidated warehouse as he had imagined.

If his parents knew, they would definitely be mad, and they might not kill Mi Luo and Mu Quyan. Qin Yifeng called home early and said that he was on a business trip for a month before hiding it.

Qin Yifeng lifted the shower curtain and walked into the bathtub. The cold water in the shower splashed all over his body and wet his back. Qin Yifeng "teared" in pain.

Damn it.

Qin Yifeng looked at himself in the opposite mirror, with bruises and red marks all over his body, and traces of blood flowed out from his buttocks along with his fingers, slowly flowing out like silk threads. It was even more miserable than being beaten by the kidnappers.

It's disgusting, the man in the mirror is disgusting, even looking at him is disgusting, the feeling of nausea rushes up his throat, it's also a man, but if it's not for Milo, he will feel nauseated.

The fingers brought out traces of pale blood, spreading in the water like smoke, stretching out like an ink painting, the water gradually dyed a light clear red, rippling in the pool like intoxicating red wine.

"Well……"

Biting his lips and swallowing the pain in his throat, the water soaked his chest, the steaming water made the man's face show a little crystal sweat, the rough breath was faintly exhaled from his mouth, his body twisted by the pain The handsome face and huddled body are as beautiful as Jesus on the cross.

"Damn it, Mu Quyan is really damn hateful."

While he couldn't help cursing, he gently washed all the dirt away.

Standing up from the bathtub, crystal drops of water slowly rolled down from the body along the texture of the skin. The wet black hair hung down on the forehead, lined with fair skin, and the dark eyes were like obsidian. Light, as delicate as a Roman statue.

He stepped barefoot on the white floor tiles, pulled a towel from a shelf on one side, wiped his wet body, picked up a bathrobe and put it on casually, with bruises showing under the loose white collar.

While wiping his wet hair with a towel, he frowned, sighed, and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

"You are finally done washing. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Qin Yifeng looked up in astonishment, and saw Mu Quyan sitting on the edge of his bed, with his hands propped back on the edge of the bed, his legs crossed, his neck slightly raised, a few strands of silky black long hair sticking to his face, and the corners of his mouth with It's a bit of a mockery, and it's as enchanting as a girl.

"Is something wrong?"

Qin Yifeng stiffened his hair and replied respectfully.

Mu Quyan put down his raised legs, and said with a stern expression, "I seem to have told you that when you see me, you have to be polite. You haven't forgotten, have you?"

The clenched hands and knees trembled slightly. After a while, his self-esteem was still not able to withstand the current situation. His knees were slowly placed on the ground, making a slight trembling sound, and the sound of broken self-esteem echoed. crack.

He lowered his head and endured it, he didn't want to see Mu Quyan's expression.

"Do you know how long I've been looking forward to this scene?" Mu Quyan stood up, coldly looked down at the man kneeling in front of him, and laughed happily.

Let the Qin family kneel in front of me who is aloof. I have been fantasizing about this scene for a long time.

I can only grow up picking up rubbish in a dark, dirty alley, but you can grow up lying in a luxurious villa and being served by thousands of people, with a golden spoon in your mouth.

I was hated by my mother because of my father. I grew up in an environment of domestic violence, but you can have the love of your parents, the love of countless people, and you can find a lover who is devoted to you.

There is no difference between you and me, our father is the same person, and we are both children of the Qin family, but there is only a little difference, which leads to our lives with a huge gap between heaven and earth.

You are the young master of the Qin family.

I am the illegitimate child of the Qin family.

I can only live dirty, but you live like a prince.

Beggars also often fantasize that they become princes, and princes become beggars to live a dirty life.

Now I have finally achieved it.

Taste the taste of it, and you who have never seen the suffering of the people can also taste the days I have lived.

"People from your Qin family are all scum."

Mu Quyan stomped on Qin Yifeng's drooping head fiercely with his feet, as if stepping on rubbish in a trash can, his eyebrows burst into a sinister light, and he kept chanting.

Mu Quyan is a poor child.

Qin Yifeng had heard about him since he was a child. His mother said that the son of a slut is also a slut, a disgrace to the Qin family. There is only one son of the Qin family, and that is himself.

He should hate the Qin family.

Qin Yifeng bit his lip and asked in a low voice, "Where's Milo? Did you let him go?"

"Heh." Mu Quyan let go of Qin Yifeng's head, turned around and sat back on the bed, and said with a soft smile, "Today at noon, I will release him myself."

"Besides, he also said that if you hadn't said you didn't want him, he wouldn't have left you."

Mu Quyan's black eyes were calm and shining, and his tone seemed to contain hot water, not strong, but shocking.

"Be happy. Faced with such a thing, he can still say that he will not leave you." Mu Quyan smiled softly, and turned on the LCD ultra-thin TV in the upper right corner of the room with the remote control.

Qin Yifeng looked over in a daze, his eyes widened.

On the screen was a micro-movie edited by me for Milo, and most importantly, added subtitles and commentary, as well as photos and materials of Milo in the past, with a sharp tone and unkind commentary, accusing Lin Miluo of being a Despicable whores.

"How did you get this video? Did you show him?!" Qin Yifeng rushed forward and grabbed Mu Quyan by the collar, and asked sharply out of control.

"Why are you anxious? It's useless to be anxious. He has already seen it, and his face was ugly when he saw it." Mu Quyan was not afraid, and smiled tremblingly.

Qin Yifeng couldn't hold back his fist any longer, the veins on his forehead burst open, he punched Mu Quyan, and knocked Mu Quyan to the ground, Mu Quyan fell to the ground with such a powerful punch, Several big men standing at the door opened the door immediately, rushed in and shouted: "What's wrong?"

Mu Quyan stretched out a hand, gestured for them to go out, a few burly men respectfully bowed their heads to Mu Quyan, retreated one after another, and closed the door behind them.

Mu Quyan sat on the ground, slowly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, and smiled gently like the person in the painting: "He had a pale face at the time, but he didn't say anything. Finally, when I asked him, he said, if It wasn't Qin Yifeng who told me in person that you lied to him, and if you don't love him, he won't leave you, tsk tsk tsk, what a stubborn person, it really surprised me."

Qin Yifeng's fist made a "crack" sound, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "You said, as long as I promise you, you let him go."

Every word in his voice was biting hard, as if he wanted to bite off Mu Quyan's flesh.

"I promised you to let him go, but I didn't promise you not to move him. No matter what he is doing now, he might have left this city." Mu Quyan laughed loudly, showing an ugly smile as if the plot had succeeded.

Qin Yifeng's face was as cloudy as after a torrential rain. He stood on the spot, silent for a long time, his fists clenched "clucking", and Mu Quyan's arrogant laughter echoed in the room, which was extremely piercing, like a lingering wave noise, laughing at himself in the ear.

Qin Yifeng slowly walked up to Mu Quyan in a few steps. He raised his head, looked serious, and said in a stern voice: "Since you breached the contract, I can also breach the contract."

Qin Yifeng was tall and tall, standing in front of him, like a huge black shadow, covering himself with an inexplicable sense of oppression, but Mu Quyan was not afraid, he said lazily: "Lightweight."

Qin Yifeng stared at Mu Quyan for a while. He really didn't believe that Mu Quyan was such a good person who let him go so easily. Mu Quyan must have his own plan.

But he still decided to leave. The most dangerous place in the world is Mu Zhai. People who come in for no reason can hardly get out. Mu Quyan's reputation here is very bad, and many people are afraid of him.

Mu Quyan watched Qin Yifeng change his clothes without stopping at all. He smiled mockingly and said, "Believe me, you will come to beg me again in the future."

The confidence that came from nowhere made Qin Yifeng suddenly startled, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness surged up.

Mu Quyan has always been like this, mysterious and terrifying.

He didn't want to stay longer, so he quickly changed his clothes. When he reached the door, the sweaty man at the door reached out to stop Qin Yifeng, and Mu Quyan's voice came from the room: "Let him go."

Although Da Khan was puzzled and didn't know why Mu Quyan made such an arrangement, he obeyed Mu Quyan's order and watched Qin Yi walk out of Mu's house in a fair manner.

Mu Quyan got up slowly, and winked at Da Khan who was standing at the door. Da Khan, who had been with Mu Quyan for many years, immediately understood what it meant. After leaving, he brought back a woman.

The woman in the gray professional suit squatted on the ground, sobbing and crying, which was very annoying.

There is a silver sign hanging on her chest, which reads: Assistant President of Qin Mu Enterprise.

"Thank you for your hard work. Give me Qin Yifeng's video and those materials." Mu Quyan squatted down, smiling gently and beautifully, with a soft voice like the wind, but the woman was still crying.

"Don't cry, you will be happy soon, and I will make it up to you." Mu Quyan smiled innocently, and moved his hand to the woman's neck, while smiling softly, while exerting force instantly.

In an instant, the woman's neck was broken, and she fell to the floor without breathing.

Mu Quyan got up, took the towel from the sweaty hand next to him, wiped his hands, turned around and ordered: "Take care of her."

His tone was calm, as if he was stepping on an ant to death.

Back in the room, Mu Quyan walked to the mirror, and slowly opened his neckline, revealing his smooth and tender skin.

On the skin in front of his collarbone and chest, a silver circular logo was printed, like a badge.

The specific appearance is a silver three-headed bird. The three heads of the bird are huge. The bird opened its mouth ferociously and screamed, as if it was about to swallow something, and a wave of evil spirit immediately struck.

Mu Quyan stretched out his hand and gently stroked it. Mu Quyan was 18 years old when he stabbed it.

In order to survive, Mu Quyan stabbed the mark, and then endured hellish pain.

Stabbing it will change Mu Quyan's future life, and his life will no longer belong to him.

He didn't want to bring down the Qin family, he just let those who lived in the mansion have a taste of pain.

What's more, people who are used to eating honey must feel more bitterness when they eat bitter melon than ordinary people, because he has been born with a mouth full of honey and has no idea what bitterness feels like.

The author has something to say: Do you feel that the wind is surging, and it is about to start