After putting on clothes and walking downstairs, Mrs. Liu had already prepared breakfast. The two of them sat at the dining table and ate quietly.
"Have you... been raped?" Cheng Moyan suddenly spoke, and Mu Qingqing paused. Thinking of the experience that night, her heartache couldn't stop spreading.
When she glanced at the man opposite, she only saw a calm look on her face, and Mu Qingqing suddenly became angry.
He was actually able to ask the question in a nonchalant way, "It's none of your business."
"Really? I remember that Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen live in the Mu family villa now..."
"What do you want to know?" Mu Qingqing threw down the spoon.
"Who is that person?" Cheng Moyan stared at her with anger, cruelty, and even murderous intent.
Mu Qingqing suddenly wanted to laugh. He was now asking her about what he had done, and he looked like he wanted to avenge her. Haha~ She suddenly felt sad for him and wanted to see how he would react when he knew the truth.
She didn't look at him, turned her face and said calmly, "Have you forgotten what you have done?"
Cheng Moyan stood there, holding a spoon in his hand, and sat there without speaking for a long time.
It's him……
Although he had thought about this possibility, at this moment, in this atmosphere, he just felt overwhelmed.
All the emotions in his heart seemed to have no outlet at once. He had never felt as "useless" as he did now.
The spoon in his hand had been deformed by his pinch, but he didn't notice it at all. He glanced at Mu Qingqing inadvertently, only to see her looking at him with a smile. That smile was in response to all his emotions just now and at this moment.
A mockery?
Anger filled his chest again. Cheng Moyan took a deep look at Mu Qingqing. Only he knew the anger and cruelty in his eyes. Just as he was about to stand up, something suddenly occurred to him and he continued to scoop out the porridge with a spoon.
He said calmly, "Fortunately, I don't want my mistress to be an unclean woman."
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mu Qingqing's pale face. Cheng Moyan frowned slightly, but said nothing and continued to drink porridge gracefully.
Mu Qingqing was so angry that she was shaking all over, the tears in her eyes were struggling to fall, and the anger in her heart was screaming and wanting to burst out, but she just clenched her fists and let her nails scratch her palms, but the little pain was still covered up.
I can't bear the pain in my heart.
She stood up quickly, and with the screeching sound of the chair on the ground, she said in a calm tone, "I suddenly have no appetite. I want to go up and sleep for a while. You can eat slowly." After that, she went upstairs.
Cheng Moyan paused slightly while drinking the porridge, but said nothing and only closed his eyes.
Mrs. Liu came out of the kitchen with soup in her hand. When she saw the dining table with one person missing, she hurriedly walked over and asked, "Master, where is Miss Mu?"
Cheng Moyan drank the last mouthful of porridge, wiped his mouth, and said softly, "She's up. In ten minutes, you can serve it to her." After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.
After taking the car keys and thinking about it, he paused and said to Sister-in-law Liu, "You must let her drink it. She is in poor health." He may not have noticed it himself, but he said that last sentence.
Then it is natural and it should be like this.
"Okay, young master." Mrs. Liu replied happily. The young master knows that he cares about the young mistress. Should she tell his wife?