Mu Yuxiu wanted to be alone with Wen Wan, so he dragged Wen Wan's hand to the study room upstairs, "I'll write. Not to mention imitating Dong Weizhuang, an ordinary woman's handwriting, what are the four major calligraphers in China?"
Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing, Ouyang Feng... I have them all at my fingertips."
"What about Ouyang Feng? Mr. Mu, have you watched too many martial arts dramas?" Wen Wan had no intention of joking with Mu Yuxiu, and said sarcastically: "Can you be serious? Don't write a suicide note well, but it will cause trouble.
It's easy to say it, but in fact what we do is equivalent to setting up a crime scene."
The two of them had already reached the desk. Mu Yuxiu sat on the chair first, then hugged Wen Wan's waist and held her on his lap.
His arms hugged Wen Wan from behind, his chin rested on her shoulder, and he said close to her ear: "Let me show you my true power. I will prove to you that in addition to my strong sexual function, I am also powerful in other aspects."
Yes, all kinds of perfection.”
Wen Wan: "..."
After a while, Mu Yuxiu suppressed the teasing smile on his lips and whispered: "Don't be afraid Wanwan, it's really not a big deal. Even if the Dong family wants to cause trouble, don't I still have it? The Dong family is
You don’t want to hang out in City T anymore, so you have the guts to provoke me! In this matter, I allow you to stand up for Shen Du, but you have to remember that I will always have your backing and will not let you and
The people you care about are half harmed."
"Yes." Wen Wan could not be pretentious and could not express the too much emotion and tenderness in her heart at the moment, so she just responded with a choked voice.
Mu Yuxiu saw the tears falling on the back of his hand. He paused, took out a pen and paper, and said, "If you continue to cry, you can write a suicide note mixed with blood and tears."
When he said this, Wen Wan stopped crying. There were still tears on her face, but she said firmly: "I won't cry anymore. If you want tears, just use water instead."
Mu Yuxiu rummaged through the words Dong Weizhuang had written on the table and in the drawer, and said without thinking: "That's different."
Wen Wan frowned and asked, "Why is it different? The composition of tears is also water."
"Asking such a stupid question?" Mu Yuxiu quickly found a notebook and put it aside first. He raised his hand to hold Wen Wan's chin and turned her face to face him. "I'll see if the water has drained away.
What does it feel like, but when I see you crying, I feel sad. This is the difference, you know?"
Wen Wan stared at Mu Yuxiu blankly for a few times, the tears hanging on her thick eyelashes suddenly splashed down, and she put her arms around Mu Yuxiu's neck, "Axiu..."
Mu Yuxiu bit her ear and murmured: "Now that you know I will be in pain, you are not allowed to torture me with tears anymore, okay?"
Wen Wan pressed her face tightly against Mu Yuxiu's neck, rubbed his skin, and wiped her tears into his neck. Like a cat that had stolen something, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, "
good."
"Naughty." Although he said this, Mu Yuxiu's masculine heart was greatly satisfied. His fingers ran from Wen Wan's head along her hair and landed on her back.
The strength in his hands squeezed her more tightly into his arms.
His grip was really tight, and Wen Wan couldn't breathe. She stretched out her hand to push him, "Axiu, write a suicide note!"
Mu Yu raised his slender eyebrows and raised his voice coldly, "Who wrote a suicide note? You are cursing me, wishing that I would die early?"
"How could I curse you? My own life..." Wen Wan was halfway through speaking when she felt Mu Yuxiu strangle her violently.
She immediately paused and changed the subject, "Write it quickly! Let me see if it looks like it first. People from the funeral home may be coming soon, and I have to deal with them."
Mu Yuxiu guessed what Wen Wan had not finished, and an indescribable pain flashed in his eyes.
A suitable heart is hard to come by, and neither he nor Chi Beizhe has found it yet, but Wen Wan is now 24 and a half years old, and 26 is the limit, and one and a half years is considered the best, not to mention that there will be too many things happening during this period.
Unpredictable number of illnesses.
In the past, the year and a half without her by his side seemed like a long time to him, but now it only seemed to him like a blink of an eye.
"Axiu, I'm talking to you!" Wen Wan didn't hear a response for a long time, so she pulled his hair and shouted, "If you don't respond to me again, I'll pull his ears."
Mu Yuxiu's face darkened, he pulled Wen Wan's hand away, his narrow eyes narrowed, and he said sullenly: "Pull my ears? You can't even dream about it! Unless you give me a son, then you will be right."
All my grievances are directed at our son."
"Yeah." Wen Wan didn't dare to look at Mu Yuxiu's blazing gaze, lowered her eyes, bit her lip hard and repeated, "Okay."
Mu Yuxiu's eyes dimmed, he raised Wen Wan's chin with his slender fingers, and bit her lips hard, "Don't bite your lips in front of other men in the future."
Wen Wan was bitten in pain by him, and while rubbing the corners of her lower lips, she stared at him, but her eyes were soft, "Why?"
"Huh? Are you sure you want to know the reason?" Mu Yuxiu raised the corners of his lips, something between his legs pressed against Wen Wan's butt, and whispered in her ear: "Because it's hard."
Wen Wan: "..."
After a long while, she said: "I felt it myself."
If she bites her lip, will he get hard?
This is a disease!
Mu Yuxiu then let go of Wen Wan, then opened the pen, compared Dong Weizhuang's handwriting, and wrote the so-called suicide note on a piece of paper.
Wen Wan stood beside him, looking at the soft light shining on his jade-like profile, looking more focused and charming than ever.
A soft feeling arose in her heart, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and put it on one of his shoulders.
Mu Yuxiu's pen tip just paused and he did not respond to her, but the corners of his lips curved slightly.
After writing a few lines, Wen Wan compared it and felt that the imitation was indeed similar. Thinking of Mu Yuxiu's original strong and powerful handwriting, she said mockingly: "They say the words are like the person they are. Mr. Mu wrote such a stroke."
The word "delicate" shows how girly you are!"
"It's itchy again, isn't it?" Mu Yuxiu didn't even raise his eyebrows and sarcastically replied, "According to what you said, if A Zhe's handwriting is written like that, how bad should his character be?"
Wen Wan disagreed, "Brother Chi is a doctor, and most people don't recognize the doctor's handwriting. To be honest, Brother Chi has the best character among the people I have met.
After saying that, he emphasized again seriously, "There is no one."
Mu Yuxiu raised one of his long eyebrows and said with high spirits, "I don't care about my character. I have the most powerful sexual function."
Wen Wan: "..."
A few minutes later, Xiang Rui and Guan Silin came over.
Wen Wan opened the door and went out to briefly say a few words to them. People from the funeral home also arrived.
With Xiang Rui and Guan Silin here, Wenwan didn't need to negotiate with the staff at the funeral home. She believed in Xiang Rui and Guan Silin's ability to handle matters.
The people in the funeral home were used to seeing various death scenes, and with Xiang Rui's special explanation, they did not show much surprise or interest in Dong Weizhuang's death.
Zhuang's body was taken away, and bedding such as sheets was also taken away.
After the staff at the funeral home left, Wen Wan still stood outside the bedroom door. She wanted to go in but was afraid, so she refused to go in. Xiang Rui and Guan Silin were tidying up inside. As the half-owner of the villa, she was somewhat rude.
She struggled mentally for a long time and finally walked in.
There was blood everywhere on the floor beside the bed, but Guan Silin was cleaning it with a mop expressionlessly, which made Wen Wan very impressed.
Because she remembered that Guan Silin was about the same age as her, and could still be so calm when encountering such a bloody scene, she suddenly felt a little ashamed, and quickly walked over and reached for the mop in Guan Silin's hand, "Arlene, let me help you!
"
Guan Silin was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "No, I'll do it, and Lawyer Wen, you don't need to force yourself at this time. After all, most people would be frightened when they see such a scene, and Lawyer Wen can still handle it calmly.
I admire you very much.”
Wen Wan was a little embarrassed, "But Arlene, you..."
"I'm different. My grandfather and Mr. Mu's grandfather were comrades in arms. I grew up in a military compound and I can even use a gun. Besides, Dong Weizhuang only committed suicide with a knife." After Guan Silin finished speaking, she felt something was wrong and quickly
He raised his face and said, "Don't get me wrong. Although my family has a close relationship with the Mu family, Mr. Mu and I are definitely not childhood sweethearts. To be honest, Xiang Rui is my fiancé and we got engaged six months ago."
After finishing speaking, Guan Silin blushed without any expression.
"I'm so stupid. If you didn't tell me, I really didn't see that you two were a couple." Wen Wan took a rag from the bathroom and talked to Guan Silin, but she didn't feel scared anymore.
"It's not that Lawyer Wen is stupid, it's that Xiang Rui is too sullen. He wishes he didn't even know me in front of outsiders. He never passes by me when we are alone together." After all, Guan Silin is young, and she gives off a very gentle feeling.
Ping He also likes to chat with Wen Wan.
Wen Wan pursed her lips and mentioned Mu Yuxiu involuntarily, with a tone that sounded like a man in her own family, "I don't know Xiang Rui, but Ah Xiu is not only a sinister person, but also has a venomous tongue. But after all, I am also a lawyer.
, every time we quarrel, he can't quarrel with me."
Guan Silin has known Mu Yuxiu for so many years, so she naturally understands Mu Yuxiu's temperament. When Wen Wan said this, she laughed, "Lawyer Wen is right. When it comes to eloquence, only Lawyer Wen can block Mr. Mu."
I'm speechless, but I think Lawyer Wen knows better than me that Mr. Mu has always been duplicitous, hard-faced and soft-hearted, and rarely makes concessions in his behavior. This is the only time I have seen Mr. Mu willing to lower his posture and abandon his dignity.
The only person I should treat is you, Lawyer Wen."
