Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

Mu Sihua walked to the bed step by step, squatted halfway, and gently stretched out her hand, "Sunny rain, don't be afraid, come to Dad."

"Bad guy..." Mu Qingyu shrank in fear, "I don't want to go with you, I will wait for Brother Feng to rescue me."

Mu Sihua's eyes were hot, "Sunny rain, I am a father, don't you remember? Take a good look at what father looks like, I am a father."

"Dad..." Mu Qingyu murmured, her eyes lit up suddenly, "Are you father?"

"I'm Dad, Dad is here to pick you up."

Mu Sihua held back the tears and stretched his hand inside.

Mu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed suddenly, stretched out her hand to grab Mu Sihua and jumped out from under the bed.

She threw herself into Mu Sihua's arms and said with a grin: "Daddy finally came to pick me up from school."

Liang Jing burst into tears when she saw this scene.

Mu Qingyu is really crazy!

After only three years, how could Mu Qingyu be like this?

Liang Jing was a little unacceptable.

Holding her daughter, Mu Sihua could no longer restrain her inner grief, and asked, "Qingyu, what happened? Why did you change after you came to the imperial capital? What have you...experienced in the past three years?"

He regretted it in his heart, regretting that he had promised Mu Qingyu three years ago to return to China for development.

If he hadn't promised her back then, wouldn't Mu Qingyu be crazy?

Thinking of this, Mu Sihua felt that she had made an unforgivable decision.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Daddy, why are you crying?"

Mu Qingyu broke away from Mu Sihua's arms and opened her big round eyes, very puzzled.

"Sunny rain, my sunny rain, I'm sorry, Dad." Mu Sihua's eyes were flushed and tears flowed down.

Liang Jing also cried silently.

Mu Qingyu felt strange and reached out to help his father wipe the tears.

This move made Mu Sihua sad, looking at his crazy daughter, he really hoped that time could go back three years ago.

He shouldn't have let Mu Qingyu come to the imperial capital.

"Qingyu, tell your father, are you wronged here? Is anyone bullying you?"

No one would go crazy for no reason, Mu Qingyu must have experienced something to become like this.

To be honest, Mu Sihua actually didn't believe in Mu Nanfeng, he even suspected that this matter could not be separated from Mu Nanfeng.

When Mu Qingyu came to the imperial capital, only Mu Nanfeng was close to her. She lived in Mu Nanfeng's house at the beginning, but somehow there was no news.

Mu Nanfeng is the biggest suspect.

Although Mu Sihua married Liang Jing, she didn't know her son, and had only seen her a few times over the years.

He and Mu Nanfeng are not close to each other, but they are not unfamiliar either. They respect each other, and on the surface they give everyone the face they deserve.

It's not his own son anyway, and Mu Sihua certainly doesn't have deep feelings for Mu Nanfeng.

At this point, he is not as good as Liang Jing.

Liang Jing sincerely treated Mu Qingyu as her biological daughter.

But Mu Sihua really loved Liang Jing, but he couldn't love the house and the black.

When he first met Mu Nanfeng, Mu Nanfeng was already fifteen years old and was already an independent boy, so he and Mu Nanfeng had nothing to talk about.

But Mu Qingyu’s situation was different. When Liang Jing saw Mu Qingyu, Mu Qingyu was still a child, which is more conducive to them developing relationships.

Therefore, it's not that Mu Sihua doesn't want to cultivate feelings with Mu Nanfeng, it's just that the time is not right, which leads to their lack of deep feelings.

It is reasonable for Mu Sihua to suspect that Mu Nanfeng would lose his temper to Mu Nanfeng like that.

But Liang Jing saw these in his eyes, and it was not without thoughts.

Mu Sihua loves her daughter, and Liang Jing loves her son. If the crucial moment is really reached, they will still be interested in the one with whom they are related by blood.

This is a hurdle that all second-married families cannot avoid.

Human nature is selfish.

"Qingyu, speak up!" Mu Sihua was anxious seeing her daughter not speaking.

He seemed to have forgotten that Mu Qingyu was mentally ill and couldn't answer her questions like a normal person.

Just listen to Mu Qingyu murmured: "No one bullies me, my classmates treat me very well."

Mu Sihua's eyes darkened, and grief and despair concealed inside.

"By the way, Dad, will Brother Feng come to accompany me this year? I miss him."

Whether normal or crazy, Mu Qingyu always mentioned the name Mu Nanfeng.

No matter where her memory stays, the person she cares about most is Mu Nanfeng.

This man seems to have been carved into her flesh and blood, and he will never forget it.

Mu Sihua slumped on the sofa, clutching her pale face, and choked tremblingly all over.

His daughter is really crazy.

He cannot accept this reality.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Mu Qingyu stared at Mu Sihua blankly, and then looked at Liang Jing who was sitting aside.

Liang Jing was crying too.

Mu Qingyu was holding her doll, her face changed in an instant, and she suddenly laughed loudly.

"Hahaha..." She laughed madly, pointed at Liang Jing and said, "Xu Yan, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die."

"Only you are worthy of grabbing Brother Feng from me? Sooner or later, I will kill you myself."

This was shocking, Liang Jing raised her teary eyes and looked at Qingyu, asking inconceivably.

"Qingyu, what are you talking about?"

Mu Qingyu sneered: "I said I'm going to kill you, Xu Yan, you are not worthy of Brother Feng. Only I in the world is worthy of him. No one loves him more than me. You want to take him away from me, I Just make you have to die."

When the words fell, she stretched out the devil's grasper and strangled Liang Jing's neck, "You will die for me."

"Cough cough cough... Sunny rain, let go, I'm mother, let go."

Liang Jing grabbed her wrist and tried to throw her away, but Mu Qingyu's strength was surprisingly strong, and she was almost choked by the pinch.

Seeing this scene, Mu Sihua immediately got up and pulled Mu Qingyu away.

"Qingyu, what are you doing?"

"Let go of me, I want to kill her, it's all you slut, you robbed Brother Feng, you made me unable to be with him, I want you to die without a place to bury." Mu Qingyu ignored it. Stopped, staring at Liang Jing with scarlet eyes.

Seeing Mu Qingyu like this, Mu Sihua felt very uncomfortable and patiently calmed her, "Qingyu, we are not angry anymore, behave, not angry anymore."

He held Mu Qingyu and touched her head.

This method worked very well, and Mu Qingyu really calmed down a little bit and didn't make any more vicious appearances.

But at the same time she changed another mood.

She started crying, hugging Mu Sihua, already treating her as Mu Nanfeng.

"Brother Feng, forgive me, I didn't mean to hurt my sister-in-law, will you forgive me?"

Mu Sihua gradually got used to her madness, patiently comforted, "Okay, I forgive you."

Mu Qingyu cried even harder: "Brother Feng, why don't you love me? Why don't you see me? I have loved you since I was eight years old. Why do you want to marry someone else? What's wrong with you? Tell me, OK? Can I change it?"

Tears flowed, Mu Qingyu's voice was desolate and pleading.

She cried: "Brother Feng, I have been waiting for you to accompany me for the New Year, why didn't you come? I'm really tired of waiting..."

"Brother Feng, I miss you so much, will you come to accompany me for the New Year?"

Mu Qingyu's self-conceited nonsense, these memories are all her obsessions, her obsessions for more than ten years.

She can forget everyone, but she will not forget Mu Nanfeng.

Even if she was crazy and stupid, she would always remember the man she loved so much.

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