Mu Nanting stared at the numbers on the bank account, and his hand holding the mouse shivered slightly.

His property was lost and regained.

However, he couldn't be happy.

"Brother, I've seen Bai Lin during the day. She's even more crazy than before. You'd better forget her."

Mu Nanting stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze. A afterglow shone on his thin face, casting mottled light and shadow.

He is so pale and thin, and seems to be able to disappear from this world at any time.

Murong Nuan didn't know how to comfort him. What would it feel like when a person finds that the woman he loves is a wolf?

"Don't chat with you brothers and sisters, come and have a meal quickly." Xiaochun put on the dishes and chopsticks and shouted.

Murong Nuan was attracted by the fragrance, glanced at the dishes on the table, and fell in love with the braised pork placed in the middle at first glance.

"Xiaochun, you are so awesome! How did you make such a big table of dishes without even a servant?"

Seeing that she reached out to grab her, Xiaochun pinched her mercilessly.

"Hey, hey, this is for your brother to eat, you go and wash your hands first!"

"I know my brother and I am not a human being every day?" She glared at Xiaochun, unwilling to accept it.

Xiaochun looked at Mu Nanting affectionately, looking like a silly face.

"Who told your brother to be so handsome? I will always believe that he will not marry him." Xiaochun held his face in both hands and acted like a flower-like figure, and his narrow eyes were shining.

Mu Nanting became accustomed to Xiaochun's bold confession. He turned his wheelchair to the dining table and suddenly felt annoyed when he saw the plate of braised pork.

"I said, I don't like to eat braised pork!"

"Look at you, you're so thin that you look like you're. If you don't eat a little more, you'll get sick sooner or later." Xiaochun was busy picking up food in his bowl. The white rice was originally piled up into a small hill, and the continuous vegetables and meat were almost overwhelmed.

Mu Nanting stared at the hills that were getting taller and taller in the bowl, his face getting ugly. Finally, after pressing a piece of braised pork on the top of the mountain, he completely exploded.

"Are you finished?" His pale skin bulged, his eyes blew, and his face turned red.

Xiaochun was stunned and slowly put down her chopsticks: "I'm for your own good."

"I don't need you to be by my side like a nanny! Do you know that your kindness will only make me feel like a useless person!" He roared unbearably.

The injured expression on Xiaochun's face made Mu Nanting feel like a sinner. He felt guilty in his heart, but his hands had already reacted first. With a strong wave of his hand, the table of food was pushed to the ground.

"You go," Mu Nanting grabbed the wheelchair tightly and sternly said, "Don't show up in front of me again in the future!"

"Brother--" Murong Nuan frowned. This would be too unfair to Xiaochun.

"Go out!" Xiaochun rushed out viciously.

"Brother, you are really too much. Xiaochun is a kind girl. You know that she is wholeheartedly dedicated to you!" Murong Nuan couldn't help but speak for Xiaochun.

"I don't have to worry about my business, she's gone by me anyway." He looked at the mess all over the ground, feeling a little guilty towards Xiaochun.

If Xiaochun and his family had saved him, he would have been no longer the same person as Mu Nanting.

She followed him from Jincheng to City B. He should have given her better care, but he has been a cripple in his life...

Why bother to harm her a innocent girl?

Murong Nuan sighed lightly, bent down and began to clean up the mess on the ground. Only the door opened with a "click" sound, Xiaochun came back, carrying a pair of rubber gloves in her hand.

Seeing the brother and sister staring at her with big eyes, Xiaochun snorted, put on the newly bought gloves, and shouted angrily: "You two won't let me go! Do you know that the floor is difficult to wipe!"

Faced with Xiaochun's return, Mu Nanting's depression that had been accumulated in his heart suddenly dissipated a little. He stared at her busy back with a complicated expression, and silently turned his head to look out the window.

Some people and some things should be done.

The night is dark.

Bai Lin walked out of the hotel with the drunk Mr. Wang, smiled and stuffed him into the car. After watching the driver take him away, he immediately changed into a disgusting expression, took out perfume from his bag, and sprayed it all over his body.

"Dead fat pig!" she muttered.

It seemed as if she saw a shadow from the corner of her eyes. She raised her head inadvertently and looked at the man sitting in the shadow.

Her face suddenly became frightened, and she looked around uneasy, hoping to see the appearance of others.

She looked alert and hurt Mu Nanting. He closed his eyes and raised his lips to the ground with a self-deprecating look.

Mu Nanting, for the sake of her over the years, what have you ever gained?

When he opened it again, he had returned to his peace.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." He slowly pushed the wheelchair and appeared in front of her, "I'm here today, just want to say a few words to you."

After a long time no see, he looked much thinner, and he became a little more haggard than when he was with her before.

Bai Lin bit her lip and lowered her head, inexplicably, a little cramped.

"What do you want to say?"

She suddenly remembered the charming expression she had just held Mr. Wang, and a hint of shame flashed in her heart, especially in front of him.

Mu Nanting smiled slightly and said tiredly: "I came here to tell you that the small villa in Dongshan doesn't have to be returned to me. Just treat it as the reward for taking care of me, a cripple during the days when you lost your memory."

He slowly handed over a stack of property certificates and spoke slowly: "From today on, I will not appear in your life. We will clear our grudges and we will just end it."

The grudges and grudges were cleared and then they were broken.

Bai Lin stood there in a daze, watching him slowly leave, and a strange choking feeling gradually emerged from his throat.

She had thought about many possibilities, he came to her, perhaps for revenge, perhaps for criticizing her, or perhaps for begging her, and wanted to get back together with her.

But she didn't expect that Mu Nanting told her now that he didn't want her anymore.

If there is someone who truly loves her in this ruthless city, then from beginning to end, he is the only one.

Only he is willing to tolerate her despicableness and willfulness, and only he is willing to take in her, who is betrayed by her relatives. Even if she does something unforgivable, he is willing to save her.

However, even such a gentle and calm man has decided to give up on her now.

She covered her face and tears oozed out of her fingers. Perhaps it was the first time in her life that she really wanted to recover something, she suddenly ran out and shouted at Mu Nanting's back: "Nanting! Don't leave me behind!"

Mu Nanting stopped slightly and stopped in the wheelchair.

He slowly turned around, his clear eyes with the last doubts and a hint of hope.

Bai Lin felt sore in her heart and slowly walked towards him.

Every time she approached, his eyes became gentler.

She knew that as long as she threw herself into his arms at this moment, he would forgive herself again.

Even if she had hurt him once, again and again.

In a trance, just as she approached, the phone in her bag vibrated.

She hurriedly turned it out, and the words "Mr. Wang" kept flashing.

Bai Lin's progress stopped.

"Buzz—" The phone was shaking like a death-thrust, Bai Lin could imagine how drunk and impatient the fat fat pig on the other end of the phone was.

What if I follow Mu Nanting now?

From then on, will you be a lame woman with duty?

Can he bring himself to supreme power and wealth?

In my mind, those emotional thoughts suddenly became ridiculous.

Bai Lin held the phone tightly, and the confusion on her face gradually faded. She raised her chin proudly, looked reserved, and slowly grabbed the document of the property certificate, and tore it to pieces in front of Mu Nanting.

With my hands raised, snow-white paper flew everywhere.

She stood among the flying snowflakes, smiled and said to Mu Nanting, "Mu Nanting, go. What I want, you can't afford it, you can never afford it."

She turned around without hesitation, turned on her cell phone, and smiled at Mr. Wang on the other end of the phone.

"Dear ghost, how long has it been separated? I missed me now? Don't worry, you go home and take a shower first, wait for me, I'll come now..."

Bai Lin's back gradually disappeared into the darkness and became farther and farther away from him.

The light in Mu Nanting's eyes gradually disappeared, his expression was silent, as if the oil was gone, he gradually bent down and covered his heart and trembled.

What does it feel like to watch the man you love feel heartbroken for another woman?

Xiaochun has lived for more than 20 years, but today he realizes that this feeling is even more uncomfortable than being cut twice.

She regretted her insistence on driving Mu Nanting here. The people outside the car were in pain. She was sitting in the car and witnessing the surging grudges between them. Isn’t it painful?

She gritted her teeth, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, jumped out of the car, walked to the man, and kicked the wheelchair carelessly.

"Hey, have you finished saying goodbye? Can you go home?"

Her rude behavior made the man frown. He raised his head almost patiently, his face looking very ugly.

"What are you doing!"

Xiaochun glared at him and roared angrily: "Go home!"

"I won't go home!" he shouted in anger, "I'm going to have a drink!"

"Drink! Who is afraid of whom!" Xiaochun pushed him and walked towards the bar opposite.

Mu Nanting was really in a bad mood and wanted to drink, but for some reason, Xiaochun seemed to be even more depressed than him.

She lay on the bar, one cup after another, drinking until her face turned red and her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't even speak clearly.

"Enough!" He snatched her wine glass with a gloomy face, "A girl, drinking more arrogantly than a man! How can you get married in the future like this!"

"You have to care! You won't marry me anyway!" She glanced at him, grabbed the cup, and raised her head to drink.

"Vomit--" Xiaochun covered her mouth, felt a little nauseous, and ran towards the bathroom.

Mu Nanting sat quietly in the darkness, his eyes swept towards the other side from time to time. I don’t know how she vomited. Why hasn’t she come back after half a day?
Chapter completed!