The end of the marriage: the CEO's husband is too dangerous

Chapter 19 Face to face
Mu Li followed Luo He to the courtyard, where Lin Jinqian was already sitting where he usually sat, leisurely reading the Wall Street Journal.

"Mr. Lin, what do you want from me?" After Luo He stepped back, Mu Li asked straight to the point.

Lin Jinqian put the newspaper aside, raised his eyes, looked at her coldly and said, "I know you have always had a grudge against that child back then, but I need to remind you again that Lin Xi is a child of the Lin family. died five years ago."
Mu Li clenched her fingers tightly and felt dizzy for a moment. Those dusty and rotten memories were broken by his words in a few words, and she just felt out of breath.

"I asked Luo He to ask you back then. You didn't want it, so I handed it over to your father." Lin Jinqian continued, "If you want to see it, you can ask your father."
The nails dug into the flesh and blood, and a trace of sharp pain spread. Mu Li calmly adjusted his mood, and stood under the osmanthus tree and looked at Lin Jinqian expressionlessly.

Only then did she realize that after five years, he still hadn't changed.

The same taciturn, the same sharp, the same ruthless.

When she first married into the Lin family, Lin Jinqian avoided her like a scourge and told her not to get close to him. Once she angered him, he would be full of hostility, with disgust and disgust in his expression.

Five years later, he ate vegetarian food and recited Buddha's name, lived in seclusion in Lihuaxi all year round, and had a dignified and exquisite female companion like Ling Shu, but he was exactly the same as before.

Thinking of this, Mu Li no longer suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, took two steps forward, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't touch a single thing of your Lin family's things, and the same goes for people. In just this year, No matter how uncomfortable Mr. Lin is, since he agreed, let's bear it for now!"
Lin Jinqian half-closed his eyes, and a sharp cold light projected from the depths of his eyes, indicating that he was about to be furious.

Without fear or fear, Mu Li straightened his back, took a deep breath, took two steps back slowly, and looked at him firmly.

Lin Jinqian's face was condensed and shrouded in obscurity. He opened his thin lips lightly, closed his eyes, and turned the string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads wrapped around his wrist, actually chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Mu Li couldn't adapt to the sudden change in painting style. She thought that Lin Jinqian would become full of hostility again, and even prepared for the storm, but she didn't expect him to seek Buddhist scriptures to calm his heart.

Mu Li pursed his lips, took a few steps back, turned his head and left quickly.

Not long after she left, Lin Jinqian finally finished reading a whole piece of Buddhist scriptures, his mood gradually calmed down, and he slowly opened his eyes. The bottom of his eyes was always condensed, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

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Rongcheng Police Station.

Mu Li was restless and unable to concentrate all morning. Gu Wenchen asked her to run errands several times, but she didn't respond in time, causing several eyes.

After eating fast food, Gu Wenchen read several documents one after another, gathered with the criminal team for two hours, and let Mu Li wait in the police station, but she had nothing to do, so she simply found a stool in the aisle and sat down, wondering whether she should find Mu Dezhong knew the whereabouts of the child back then.

At that time, she was disheartened, only felt that life was hopeless, and even had the idea of ​​committing suicide. It was during the time when she was depressed that Lin Jinqian asked Luo He to ask her how to deal with her child.

How could she be interested?
If it wasn't for Lin Xi, and that cute and tender child who awakened the memory she tried to bury, she would never touch that gloomy wound again in this life.

While thinking, a clear and crisp sound suddenly sounded above his head, as if something made of iron and steel was pulled and collided.

Mu Li looked up, only to see a few people standing in front of her at some point, and the police stopped in front of her with the criminal who committed the crime five years ago.

"What are you stopping for? Go!" the policeman urged.

The criminal, however, remained stubborn, staring at her with a pair of vicissitudes of life eyes without blinking. Those eyes...shocked, pleasantly surprised, unexpected, unbelievable, as if seeing a long-lost old acquaintance, so complex that it was hard to distinguish.

"Let's go! Hurry up!" The police exerted force, and the criminal was forcibly taken away and sent to the interrogation room again.

Mu Li was still sitting stiffly on the chair, unable to understand why the man stopped just now, the way he looked at her... Could it be that he recognized her as the person who was kidnapped back then?

(End of this chapter)