A black-bellied ex-husband seduces his wife

Chapter 224 Are You Here For Revenge?

As soon as Cheng Jinyang hung up the phone, Mu Shuoqian came back. He said he would try his best to come back to have lunch with her, and he didn't break his promise.

Gu Qili picked up the backpack next to the bed and entered the elevator with him.

After eating in the restaurant on the first floor, Mu Shuoqian put down the knife and fork, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and asked her, "Where are you going in the afternoon?"

"I'm going to Yunshan Sanatorium, if you have time..."

"I'll take you there." He called the waiter to pay the bill.

Gu Qili didn't say any more, and originally wanted him to go there together.

The driver who came to pick them up was today. He opened the rear door for Gu Qili and said very respectfully, "Miss Gu, please."

"Thank you."

As soon as Gu Qili sat down, Mu Shuoqian came in from the other side. There was a short distance between them. The oppressive feeling emanating from him made the already narrow space even more cramped.

Gu Qili looked at the scenery for a while, then suddenly turned to look at the man beside him: "Where did you live before?"

"Detroit." He said three words lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were flat, as if it was just an indifferent answer.

"I heard that the law and order in Detroit is very bad, isn't it?"

"Well, law and order is really bad," he said in a story-like tone that made Gu Qili inexplicably sad. Under such harsh living conditions, how did Qiulan survive as a woman with a five-year-old child.

Gu Qili didn't speak again, her chest was squeezed by a dull emotion, she opened the window to take a breath of fresh air.

"Qian Shao, we're here." The driver stopped the car at the gate of the nursing home, then opened the trunk of the car, and took out some gift boxes from it.

Gu Qili looked at the driver carrying two boxes on the left and right sides with a look of surprise, "This is?"

"How can you come to visit the patient empty-handed." Mu Shuoqian leaned on the car, and pushed his chin towards the door: "Go in."

"You go in with me, the person I want to see is my mother."

Mu Shuoqian already knew that there is only one mother and uncle.

He put the cigarettes he had taken out into his pocket. He didn't expect that she would invite him in. After a moment of distraction, he straightened up, "Okay."

Cheng Jinyang came to the door to pick them up after receiving the call. Gu Qili and Gu Yunxi were almost identical in appearance, and it was hard to tell them apart from the outside. Even his uncle thought she was Gu Qili when he first saw Gu Qili. Yun Xi.

"Qili, I told your mother, you are Yunxi, you should talk less for a while, and don't show any signs." Cheng Jinyang said again: "Your mother is in good spirits now, so don't mention you. Dad's business."

Gu Qili could only express regret silently in her heart, she came here for Gu Dezhong.

The second floor is the ward area, and Cheng Menghong's room is inside. When they arrived, a nurse came out with a trash can. Through the crack of the door she opened, Gu Qili saw a woman sitting in front of the window drinking tea. , she was wearing a plain dress, her jet-black hair was tied high, and just a simple and elegant side face gave people a feeling of otherworldliness.

To be honest, Gu Qili was a little nervous. It was the first time in 27 years that she saw her mother, a woman who disappeared after giving her life. She was in an indescribably complicated mood now. She wanted to see her but didn't want to see her. Contradicting in this way, Cheng Jinyang had already pushed open the door and called "Sister", and her hand hanging by her side was covered by a warm and dry palm, she turned her head to meet Mu Shuoqian's steady gaze , that soft firmness gradually covered her uneasiness, and made her restless heartbeat also calm down.

Cheng Menghong heard the shout and turned her head from the window. The afternoon sun shrouded her somewhat thin body, making her look like an illusory figure.

She saw Gu Qili standing at the door at a glance. After being shocked, she got up tremblingly, shaking the muscles of her face excitedly: "Yun Xi, is that you? My daughter, is that you? You came back?"

Before Gu Qili recovered from Cheng Menghong's sad and happy tone, Cheng Jinyang hurriedly coughed: "Yun Xi."

"Mom..." Gu Qili opened her mouth, and found that it was so difficult to pronounce the best-pronounced word, her lips moved twice, and she completed the unfinished word: "Mom."

If it wasn't for Gu Yunxi's identity, she wouldn't be able to call her like that. Until now, she still has no way to overlap her with the image of her mother in memory.

"Yun Xi." Cheng Menghong grabbed her hand, tears filled her cheeks, "You lost weight, where did you go, why didn't you contact your mother?"

Gu Qili didn't know how to answer, she could only let Cheng Menghong hold her hand tightly, she could feel that this was the sadness and helplessness of a mother missing her daughter, but the person she was thinking of was not her at all.

"I'm going to find my father." Gu Qili suddenly looked her in the eyes and opened his mouth without warning.

Cheng Jinyang was taken aback. They made an appointment before they came in, and they couldn't mention Gu Dezhong in front of Cheng Menghong. He had a feeling of being fooled, and his flustered and angry eyes unconsciously drifted to the place where he said a word. Mu Shuoqian who didn't post, he felt that Mu Shuoqian was conniving.

Mu Shuoqian turned to leave, but Gu Qili stopped him: "Mu Shuoqian, you stay."

Hearing these three words, Cheng Menghong, who had been clutching her all the time, suddenly seemed to be stabbed by someone, and her whole body shook like a sieve. She stared at Mu Shuoqian with wide eyes, and asked with pale lips: "You just called him What."

Her reaction further confirmed Gu Qili's guess, so she repeated Mu Shuoqian's name accurately.

There was a bed behind him, Cheng Menghong fell back two steps and sat on the bed.

Cheng Jinyang immediately walked over to support her, and at the same time looked at Gu Qili with some blame, and shook his head at her disapprovingly.

But Gu Qili didn't intend to stop. If Cheng Menghong really did it, she should accept the due punishment. If she didn't do it, even if she said it, it wouldn't have any impact on Cheng Menghong.

"His mother's name is Qiulan." Gu Qili's words sent Cheng Menghong into hell again, and she kept saying: "So you are really Qiulan's son, oh, Qiulan's son It’s not dead yet, so I said why do they look so similar.”

She suddenly looked at Mu Shuoqian, with resentment in her eyes: "You are here to avenge, right, to avenge your mother."

If Mu Shuoqian didn't know what happened before he came here, but seeing the reactions of these people now, he can already guess the general idea. Could it be that what happened back then has something to do with this Cheng Menghong?Are they hating the wrong person?

"This is left by my father." Gu Qili took out a yellowed diary from his backpack, "Look at it."

"What diary?" Cheng Jinyang took it suspiciously, but Cheng Menghong's eyes showed a little panic.

When Cheng Jinyang opened the first page of the diary, he was attracted by the photo on it, and Mu Shuoqian was in a position where he could see the two people in the photo.

He looked at Gu Qili in disbelief, and she was also looking at him with complicated eyes.

"Who is this brother-in-law?"

"Qiu Lan." It was Cheng Menghong who answered him. She had snatched the diary and flipped through it quickly. It wasn't until she finished reading the last page that her face was as pale as if she had been exhausted. .

"Sister, are you okay?"

Gu Qili is not hard-hearted. Although she has no mother-child relationship with her, she is a patient after all. It is not her intention to stimulate her like this. She was hesitating whether to speak. Mu Shuoqian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke in a deep and cold voice. Asked: "Is it you who sent our mother and son to Detroit, Ms. Cheng Menghong?"

In fact, Mu Shuoqian only saw the photos in the diary. He couldn't see what was written in the diary at all, but he was as smart as he, and he guessed the contents in no time. In his childhood memory, although the shadow of Cheng Menghong was blurred, But Qiulan also mentioned several times later that she was Qiulan's best girlfriend back then.

Cheng Menghong was startled by his extremely cold eyes, and at the same time he felt guilty and indifferent: "Anyway, I won't live long, and since you've come to me, I'm not afraid to tell you, let him tell Gu Dezhong I have already received you, and at the same time, I imitated Qiulan's handwriting and wrote to Gu Dezhong to make him believe that you are safe and sound. But why are you still alive? I heard that the women and children who were sold to Detroit died very quickly in the end. awful……."

"That's enough." Gu Qili couldn't listen anymore. How could a person do such a cruel thing and still narrate it so calmly? She thought that her father was like a fool all these years, thinking that the woman she loved had already lived a happy life A happy life, but I don’t know that my wife is behind the scenes, “No wonder Dad divorced you, no wonder Dad never loved you, when you sent their mother and child on that boat, you lost Qualified to be loved by him."

"Yun Xi, do you know what you're talking about? You're helping outsiders to blame your mother. Don't you?" Cheng Menghong frowned, looking like a wronged weakling.

"I'm really glad I didn't live with a mother like you, otherwise, I don't know if my values ​​will be misled by you."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Menghong stared at the familiar face in front of her, and suddenly belatedly pointed at her: "You are not Yun Xi."

"Yes, I'm Gu Qili, and I'm Gu Dezhong's daughter." Gu Qili was so sad and angry that he couldn't describe it, he turned his head to look at Mu Shuoqian who hadn't spoken to him just now. There was no expression, but Gu Qili saw that the calmness in his eyes was cracking a little bit.

Without saying a word, he turned and walked out.

(End of this chapter)