It is even possible that after Mrs. Mu took the man out, she joined forces with Xinsheng to kill the man and give him a chance to live.
This idea became even stronger after learning that someone had marked the tree near the cave exit.
"I told them that they must send more manpower to search no matter what, and they will be able to find Aunt Mu..."
Mengjia swore, but felt weak.
Based on Mrs. Mu's temperament, if something like that really happened, she probably wouldn't let her children find her, so as not to drag down their reputation.
Then there is only one way waiting for her, to die quietly in an unknown corner.
"You blame me, you hate me, I deserve it..." So Meng Jia cried even harder, and was so ashamed that she couldn't face Mu Yunhan.
With Gu Fenglin's previous analysis, Mu Yunhan felt calmer now after hearing this, and sorted out several doubtful points in an orderly manner.
She didn't blame or hate Meng Jia, so she handed him a handkerchief and said, "Stop crying, I still have something to ask you."
Meng Jia couldn't believe that he could still be comforted by her. He held the veil with one hand and covered his face with the other, crying miserably: "Xiaohan, Xiaohan...it's my fault, why are you so good..."
Mu Yunhan sighed helplessly and patted his skinny shoulder: "Cry if you want."
With so many things to worry about, she really had no intention of coaxing him anymore.
This sentence miraculously ended Mengjia's tears.
He said eagerly: "I know I shouldn't say those words to you at this time, but I'm afraid that you hate me and don't want to listen to me, so I told you before talking about Aunt Mu. I'm not trying to provoke you, Xiaohan
, I really want you to be well..."
He was referring to those words about Gu Fenglin.
Mu Yunhan said seriously: "I know."
She could see that Meng Jia had been severely hit, and his thoughts and emotions were all confused. The only thing that remained unchanged was that he wanted her to be well.
"Since my mother chose to save you, she must have her reasons, so I won't blame you or hate you."
Meng Jia was startled, and a certain emotion in his eyes became more determined.
Seeing that he was calmer, Mu Yunhan said, "Now, I need you to help me sort out a few points. The first point is, why did you come to my mother?"
Meng Jia didn't really want to answer this question. After a long time, he whispered: "Let me confirm something... You and I had a marriage contract. My mother said that she would wait until I reach the age of twenty..."
In other words, this engagement is still valid to this day.
Mu Yunhan almost understood the scene at that time.
Mrs. Mu Er felt guilty for betraying her promise and rejecting Meng Jia. In addition, she did not want to drag her children down and wanted to deal with Mu's threat alone, so she took the initiative to fall into the trap of those people.
"Second point, in your opinion, how do my mother and the leader of the gang get along?"
Meng Jia did not dare to look into her eyes, and her voice was not much louder than a mosquito: "That person looks very fierce, but Aunt Mu has never suffered a loss or suffered anything."
Sure enough, as Gu Fenglin said, Mrs. Mu took the initiative to leave with that person.
Mu Yunhan's eyes lit up. The whole incident was put together. It was clear that Mrs. Mu's every move was very organized and she had taken the initiative.
Even what Mrs. Mu Er said and did to Meng Jia seemed to be trying her best to win her guilt and sympathy from Meng Jia.
Such people will not commit suicide.
She was sure that Mrs. Mu Er was still alive. (To be continued)