superstar rebirth handbook

"You only have one life. Didn't you come back to life? Anyway, you have nothing to lose. You have become younger, and you have a lover like Yan Zhengdong. Now you have everything, fame and fortune. Just look at me. In such a miserable situation, just let me go, as long as you let me go, I will tell you who is the mastermind behind the scenes, isn't that okay?"

"Song Zixuan and Song Zixuan, at this point, do you still want to negotiate terms with me? Do you think that without you, I can't find out who is behind the scenes?"

Mu Qing looked at him and said coldly, "The mastermind behind the scenes is Yang Lin. He is the son of Yang Qishan, a famous industrialist in our country. Am I right?"

As soon as he said this, Song Zixuan was stunned. In fact, his only trump card now is on Mu Qing's side, that is, the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes. But he didn't expect that Yang Lin's identity would be known by Mu Qing in this way. .

So he screamed subconsciously at the first moment, "No, it's not him! You guessed wrong, it's not this person, if you want to know who is responsible, I'll tell you, but you must get me out! "

"Okay? Song Zixuan, has anyone told you that your acting skills are really bad!"

Mu Qing looked at him and said coldly, "And to put it bluntly, I taught you your acting skills. What are you thinking? I already know it by looking at your expression! And you don't need to correct me, and I don't need you to correct me." I need you to tell me that the man behind the scenes is Yang Lin. I even found the reason why he wanted to kill me. So, Song Zixuan, I can't forgive you, and I can't help you. Spend the rest of your life in a mental hospital."

"You know he's a murderer, so what if you know he's a murderer? You have no evidence!"

Song Zixuan shouted recklessly, "But I do. He's just a recording I secretly made when I killed you. This recording can be used as evidence and is kept in my home. As long as you are willing to let me out, I will You can bring the evidence to you, you can sue him, you can put him in jail, you can make him responsible for your death, we are good friends, we have overcome countless difficulties together, this time we fought side by side, Is it not good to take the life that killed you together?"

"You let me go, I swear I will help you, I swear I will cherish you as a good friend, give me another chance!"

Looking at him, Mu Qing felt disheartened. He sneered, "Impossible! Song Zixuan, you are dreaming, don't you know? Recordings like this cannot be used as evidence in court, and Didn’t you just say that I didn’t die anyway, I will take revenge on you, but I won’t take your life! Song Zixuan, just stay like this, honestly, and stay in the mental hospital for the rest of your life!”

After speaking, he turned and left.

When Song Zixuan saw him leaving, he quickly shouted, "Shen Muqing, you vicious ghost, does Yan Zhengdong know your true face? You are not afraid that after he knows your identity, he will stay away from you, spurn you, hate you, and even want to To kill you?"

"Let me tell you, you'd better get me out obediently, otherwise, I'll tell Yan Zhengdong your real identity, and I'll see how you die then!"

Mu Qing watched him turn his head back, and said with a sneer, "Yes, Song Zixuan! The appearance of repentance is not suitable for you, struggling to survive like a mouse, threatening others with your ugly face, this is what should belong to you appearance!"

"But there is one thing I want to tell you, that is, Yan Zhengdong knew my identity from the very beginning, so your idea is doomed to be shattered, and you can honestly stay in the mental hospital for the rest of your life!"

After Mu Qing finished speaking, regardless of Song Zixuan's yelling behind her, she slammed the door and left.

And the moment the door closed, Song Zixuan's shout was also isolated in the ward.

At the end of the corridor, the attending physician was waiting for him. When he saw him, he immediately asked, "How is it? Mr. Mu, have you finished your conversation with Mr. Song? Did he say anything?"

Seeing Song Zixuan, Mu Qing was still in a very heavy mood, but seeing the gossip on the attending doctor's face, he couldn't help being a little amused.

So he shook his head and said regretfully, "I'm really sorry, I found that his mood is not very stable, and he seems to have hallucinations, as soon as he saw me, he said I was Teacher Shen Muqing, and he also said my The teacher crawled out of hell to take revenge on him!"

When the attending doctor heard what he said, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"If you look at it this way, Mr. Song is indeed seriously ill, but I still suspect that he is the real murderer. After all, if it is a delusional disorder, it is impossible to be insane to such a degree! So it is [-]% What's the inside story here!"

Seeing him like this, Mu Qing couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, go and see him quickly, his mood is really not very stable, maybe you can give him some medicine to stabilize his mood, and give him another shot." Sedative, let him sleep well!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Qing left the mental hospital, and the attending doctor hurriedly called a group of doctors and nurses, and walked into Song Zixuan's ward.

Coming out of the mental hospital, Mu Qing was in a complicated mood, so he didn't go home directly, but drove aimlessly around the city.

And it wasn't until the lights came on that he pushed open the door with some fatigue and relief.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw under the yellow light, Yan Zhengdong was smiling softly, looking at him there, and there were several dishes on the table.

The smell of the food, as soon as he smelled it in his nose, immediately aroused his appetite, and only at this time did he realize that he was already hungry.

Yan Zhengdong couldn't help laughing when he saw him, "Come in quickly, what are you doing standing at the door stupidly? You little fool, you have been out for such a long time, the injury on your head has not healed, and you dare to drive alone, you know Don't know how worried I am about you?"

Looking at Yan Zhengdong, Mu Qing suddenly felt that she didn't care about anything anymore.

He had a sore nose and said in a nasal voice, "Since you are worried about me, why didn't you come to me? Why didn't you make a call?"