Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"President, it's almost time. The car is downstairs." Sitting in the car, Liu Zheng makes a call to Mu Jingyang. Mu Jingyang answered, hung up the phone at random and went downstairs.

On the way to the prison, Mu Jingyang's heart is a little heavy. It can't be said that it's because mu Zhenlun is a hidden bomb that will cause him trouble, or because he has to face the feeling that a living person will lose his life in an instant.

For mu Wanli, Mu Jingyang didn't have any feelings in his heart. They also had a fierce fight of wits and bravery. However, Mu Jingyang never thought that Mu Wanli would withdraw from their previous fight with such an ending.

"Should I thank mu Zhenlun? He is really for me in addition to a powerful enemy Mu Jingyang murmured in a confused voice.

When he arrived at the prison, Mu Jingyang looked at the high walls, the sentries that didn't walk a few steps, and the serious prison guards, and suddenly felt sympathy for mu Zhenlun.

Mu Zhenlun's heart is extremely eager to be valued, needed and valued. Now he is in prison and has lost his freedom and all his respect. This should be worse than death for mu Zhenlun.

Then he laughed at himself. When did he become so sentimental? Killing people to pay for their lives was supposed to be his duty. He was not pitiful, but stupid.

"President, you go to this reception room first and wait a moment. Mu Zhenlin and they should work not far away. They have about ten minutes to go!"

Liu Zheng took the water from the prison guard and gave it to Mu Jingyang with a polite thanks. Mu Jingyang nodded and sat quietly on the stool, waiting for mu Zhenlun to come back.

When mu Zhenlun saw Mu Jingyang, the hidden jealousy and anger burst out in his heart. His eyes were red and he looked at Mu Jingyang, some gnashing their teeth and cursing in his heart.

Mu Jingyang felt that his eyes fell on him. He looked up at the outside of the meeting room and saw mu Zhenlun who had just come back.

Perhaps because of going out to work, mu Zhenlun was covered with dust all over his body. His hair was stained with dust like white hair, and he was haggard as if he were several decades old.

The impression of Mu Zhenlun is always clean and neat. Seeing this kind of Mu Zhenlun, Mu Jingyang can't tell what he feels like.

"Isn't this my great brother Mu Jingyang, president Mu? How did you condescend to this filthy place? You are not afraid to dirty your feet

Mu Zhenlun looks at Mu Jingyang strangely, with obvious irony and disdain in his voice. Mu Jingyang looked at mu Zhenlun, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm here to see you and remind myself not to go on the road of crime again!" Mu Jingyang's voice is full of banter and ridicule, and his eyes staring at Mu Zhenlin are full of a kind of unidentified smile.

"I've become a negative textbook! But I'm used to it. Everything you say is right and everything I say is wrong. How important it is to have a good father

Mu Zhenlun remembered that he was called a wild seed, and said that he was an illegitimate child nobody wanted. He remembered that no matter how hard he tried, he could not get his father's approval and encouragement, and he was sad.

"It's important to have a good father, but there are more people in the world who don't have a father. Are they going to kill people like you?"

Mu Jingyang's voice is low and deep. Mu Zhenlun can't see Mu Jingyang's mood, so he has to relax his shoulders and hang an indifferent expression on his face.

"You are so righteous. Dare you say Mu Wanli's death is not good for you? Don't you feel happy that I've helped you get rid of an eyesore? "

Mu Zhenlun's eyes with a bit of irony, slowly leaning forward, looking at Mu Jingyang's eyes.

"I just did what you dare not do all your life. I'm much braver than you! And you are a complete coward, you just continue to live under a woman's skirt

Mu Zhenlun's eyes twinkled with a crazy look. Mu Jingyang looked at the crazy mu Zhenlun with pity in his eyes.

"You are so pitiful... When you were young, you lived in other people's faces. When you grew up, you lived in other people's thoughts. You thought you had done something earth shaking, but you were extremely stupid!"

Mu Jingyang said word by word. When each word fell to the ground, mu Zhenlun's face turned pale. He clenched his fist tightly and controlled the impulse of waving a fist.

"In order to be a blockbuster and get more attention, I devoted my whole life to prison. I used the conceit to cover up my inferiority to get the surprise in other people's eyes. You are so pitiful! Mu Zhenlun, don't you regret it till now? "

Mu Jingyang looked at mu Zhenlun, almost no expression on his face, just the questioning and pity in his tone, which once again greatly stimulated mu Zhenlun's self-esteem.

"I regret, of course I do! I regret that I didn't kill you at the beginning! " Mu Zhenlun's eyes were red, and his hatred shot straight into Mu Jingyang's face.

"I should have killed you when I was younger, killed your father and made you two father and son in hell! I should give you more stimulation when you are psychologically ill, and let you taste what life is not like death! I really regret it

Mu Zhenlun's voice is even more low, but every word has a sinister flavor. His originally handsome face is full of ferocity, which makes people feel that the man in front of him is not a normal person, but a devil.

"It's no use regretting any more. After all, there is no if in the world! Now I'm free to enjoy the joys and sorrows of my life, and you are locked up in a small cell, counting the days of this life! "

Mu Jingyang ignored mu Zhenlun's provocation, only lightly responded to Mu Zhenlun. Mu Zhenlin's face became more and more pale. Finally, he could not control his anger and rushed to Mu Jingyang with fists.

The prison guard heard a voice in the reception room and rushed in directly. Seeing mu Zhenlun rushing towards Mu Jingyang madly, he pulled out the baton at his waist and made mu Zhenlun look ugly.

Mu Zhenlun took a painful breath of air conditioning, and the next second he was severely pressed on the ground by the prison guards. As long as he struggled, the prison guards would kick him hard.

After struggling for a few seconds, several prison guards also rushed over. Several people controlled Mu Zhenlin again, ordered Mu Jingyang, and directly pressed mu Zhenlun back to his cell.

"Mu Jingyang, I won't let you go!"

Mu Zhenlun's voice with a trace of hate and unwilling, far into Mu Jingyang's ears. Mu Jingyang laughed, did not speak, but the heart is more and more heavy up.

This man is not crazy, not stupid! All this must be secretly operated by someone. If it is true, Mu's group may fall into chaos again!