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Looking at the ambulance whistling away like that, Mu Jingcheng's heart came up to his throat again.

She didn't trust Sheng Zimo, and she didn't want to let him go.

But What about that man?

Mu Jingcheng turns his head and looks at Yao Haiyue, who is still sitting on the ground and has no idea about his son's situation. He can't help but love her, but he hates her even more.

"She's got a lot of depression, and she's a little schizophrenic." Qu Shaochen follows Mu Jingcheng's eyes and tells the truth he knows.

Mu Jingcheng turned to look at him and seemed surprised.

Although she heard Sheng Zimo say that her condition was very bad, she thought it was just excessive pain and she couldn't get out of it, but she didn't expect that it was so serious.

Serious enough, her son is around, even dying, she has no feeling, only live in their own world, only "I" alone.

"She..."

"She's really your mother, and I can confirm that." Qu Shaochen sighed heavily, and then turned to look at Mu Jingcheng, "even if you don't want to believe this fact."

Mu Jingcheng didn't believe this fact, just didn't want to accept it.

In fact, from the first moment she saw Yao Haiyue, she felt that she had an indescribable sense of intimacy with this woman, which was also proved by Yao Haiyue and even her performance.

She had fantasized countless times that if this woman was her own mother, it would be better.

Only now did she know that it was not a good fact, but a good wish. But the premise of this wish is Among them, there is no Sheng Qing!

There is no death of Sheng Qing!

She can forgive her abandonment of herself and her father when she was a child, and her absence for more than 20 years, but she can't forgive that she wanted to kill her when she knew that she was Mu Jingcheng and her daughter.

This is not what a mother would do, let alone what a normal person can do.

So, she hates her.

Even if she was her own mother!

"I hope Sheng Zimo is OK!" Mujing orange looked at the woman, just light said this sentence, and then took out the mobile phone ready to make a call.

Qu Shaochen watched her dial 110 three numbers on her mobile phone, so she took her mobile phone helplessly and then pressed it off. "If Sheng Zimo knew you were treating his mother like this, he would be disappointed."

Looking at the district little Chen a face earnest appearance, Mu Jing orange unexpectedly some shame.

She was so selfish that she only thought of Yao Haiyue's bad treatment to her, but she forgot that she was Sheng Zimo's mother and what he told her before he left.

"Take her home!" Mu Jing orange looked at the woman with dull look, her voice was light, without any emotion.

"She's the only one left in the Sheng family. Even if I send her back, it's the same." Qu Shaochen sighed softly, then turned his head and looked at Mujing orange, "it's better..."

"No way!" Mujing orange immediately denied that no matter what Qu Shaochen wanted to say, she would not agree.

"She's your mother..."

"She is not!" Mu Jing orange turns his head and looks at Qu Shaochen. His voice can't help but be angry, "she is the murderer who wants to kill me!" Tqr1

seeing that Mu Jingcheng's mood was influenced by the incident again, Qu Shaochen had to step back, "send her to charity! There are people there to take care of him, and Sheng Zimo is also there. When he gets better, he will take care of each other. "

Mujing orange didn't speak, but the look on her face was still light, just like this thing had nothing to do with her.

"Well?" Qu Shaochen looks at her and wants to get her reply.

"Why are you doing this?" Mu Jing orange but some don't understand of looking at him, "district little Chen, don't you love me very much?! Aren't you supposed to protect me?! Why are you so nice to her?! Don't you see she's trying to kill me?! She wants to kill me

Looking at her nearly out of control look, the district little Chen lightly hugged her in the bosom.

"I know you feel bad, and I know you hate her, but anyway, she's your mother." District Little Chen's voice is light, but full of warmth, "I don't want you to regret in the future, do you understand?"

Listening to his words, Mu Jingcheng's heart was pained.

She won't regret it, but why does her heart hurt.

Looking at that woman sitting on the cold ground, stroking the hard ground, how could she not be distressed? That's her mother. She used to take care of her and her elders like her mother.

She is not a man with a heart of stone, but she is not a great man with a broad mind to accommodate hundreds of rivers.

She couldn't forget the situation when she stabbed herself with a knife. She couldn't forget her determination to die.

I can't forget it!

"I don't regret it!" Mu Jing orange looks at Qu Shaochen solemnly, "because she has nothing to do with me!"

"Mujing orange...""I agree with you to take her to benevolence. But... " Mu Jing Cheng looks at Qu Shaochen seriously, as if clarifying something. "It's because of Sheng Zimo's entrustment that we manage her. Besides, we have nothing to do with her!"

"Good!" Qu Shaochen nodded. He knew Mu Jingcheng, so he never argued with her when she was stubborn, otherwise things would have to get worse.

With the consent of Qu Shaochen, Mujing orange turns to Yao Haiyue.

Her movements are still the same.

She even doubted that she was frozen because of the cold weather, and even doubted whether she was a sculpture and could not move at all?

But no matter what she is, and whether she will move or not, Mu Jingcheng will not leave her, because that is Sheng Zimo's trust in her. She can't, and she won't leave his advice and let it go.

Thinking of this, the shackles of Mujing orange seem to have disappeared, the whole person is no longer so twisted, no longer so tangled, but calmly to Yao Haiyue's direction.

"Hello, I'm a friend of Sheng Zimo. He asked me to take you back..."

Looking at Mu Jingcheng's rigid speech, Qu Shaochen reluctantly shakes his head, then goes over her body to Yao Haiyue, and squats down to keep a level view with her, "Hello aunt, I'm a friend of Zimo..."

Qu Shaochen's voice is not small, but it is steady and powerful.

With his slightly raised lips and warm face, Yao Haiyue, who is exclusive to others, gently raises his head.

"Do you know Xiao Qing? Do you know where Xiao Qing is? " Her voice was hoarse and old, and tears fell as soon as she opened her mouth.

Looking at Yao Haiyue like this and listening to her choking voice, Mu Jingcheng couldn't help reddening her eyes, then turned her head and didn't go to see her.