Marriage involuntarily

069. That happiness has nothing to do with her

Because she has no memory, listening to Ouyang Muchen's recounting those beautiful memories in such a dazed manner, she seems to be out of the matter and has nothing to do with that happiness.

She really... doesn't like this feeling.

"It's okay," he stroked her fingers lightly, "as long as I remember."

The reason why Ning Wanqing has no memory at all is because the best and warmest thing in her memory is never what he can give.

Ouyang Muchen's body was as cold as ice, but his consciousness became clearer.

Can't die.

Can't die here.

He always had to repay his spare time, how could he just die so silently?

The suffering he has suffered must be paid back ten times or twenty times by others.

In the infinitely long torment, Ning Wanqing, who was extremely tired, snuggled up beside him and fell asleep.

Ouyang Muchen stretched out his hands slowly, fumbled for his clothes, tried his best to sit up from the ground, and put them on one by one.

Then he waited.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a faint gunshot in the distance.

He knew that his men were coming.

This time, none of Zhao Xuehui and her subordinates who helped the tyrant can escape!

Gunshots, constant gunshots...

Zhao Xuehui was sitting in the bulletproof car, her fingernails dug deeply into her palm.

The car was running embarrassingly on the highway in the dark.

Immediately behind it were two black Mercedes-Benz.

They chased after her unhurriedly like a cat catching a mouse, firing a few shots from time to time.

Every time a gunshot was fired, Zhao Xuehui was so frightened that she covered her ears and screamed.

She is not a timid woman, she has always been vicious and has killed countless people!

However, she is also afraid of death!

She was not reconciled, obviously she had already held the lives of Ouyang Muchen and Ning Wanqing in her hands, why did everything turn around suddenly?

Where did it go wrong...

Who is it?

Her brain was thinking rapidly, when suddenly, a Bentley rushed forward and slammed into them fiercely!

The driver turned the steering wheel violently, and the tires screeched!

Zhao Xuehui's head hit the glass window next to her with a bang!

"Asshole! How did you drive?!" She scolded angrily with a pale face.

"Ma'am... there is no way... bang!!!" A car behind me slammed into it again.

"Shoot! Shoot!!" Zhao Xuehui screamed and directed the bodyguards in the car.

During a chaotic gun battle, a bullet pierced through the head of the bodyguard next to Zhao Xuehui, and the brain was sprayed out mixed with blood, just on Zhao Xuehui's pale face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The car suddenly lost control and slammed into the guardrail on the side of the road!

"What's going on?! How did you drive?!!!" She cursed loudly, but there was no movement from the driver's seat in front.

"Madam...he's dead...!" said the last bodyguard in the car.

"boom!!!!!!"

With a loud noise, Zhao Xuehui felt that she was driven by the huge impact, and her body flew forward uncontrollably!

She hit the windshield in front of her, and then her whole body was in severe pain, and she passed out with black eyes...

The three cars behind stopped, and someone in the black Bentley got out of the car and opened the door respectfully.

Long legs in black trousers stepped out of the car.

That was obviously Ouyang Muchen who was tortured by Zhao Xuehui before and almost died.

He is poisoned.But Zhao Xuehui forgot that he grew up eating all kinds of her poisons.

He will send out poison, but as long as he spits out the blood, the body will quickly clear the toxin.

Even the instigator, Zhao Xuehui, didn't know about this.

Ouyang Muchen took the gun and walked to the car that was smashed to pieces.

Inside the car were several bloody bodies.

The limbs covered in blood were still wriggling in the twisted and deformed compartment, as if they wanted to ask for help.

Ouyang Muchen watched indifferently, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a few gunshots, all the bodies in the car, except for Zhao Xuehui, completely fell silent, and there was no more sound.

Ouyang Muchen turned his head and told the people behind him, "Qi Ping, carry Zhao Xuehui down and save her."

"Master..." Qi Ping looked at Ouyang Muchen, with pleading eyes.

"Qiping, I promised you to spare her once, why didn't you take her away?" Ouyang Muchen said indifferently, "You have no chance."

Qi Jing quietly looked at Zhao Xuehui's blood-stained body in the car, and suddenly raised his gun at her!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two gunshots sounded almost simultaneously!

The gun in Qiping's hand was knocked down by Ouyang Muchen!

"Master...why?" Qi Ping asked in astonishment.

"You want to kill her?" Ouyang Muchen sneered, "You forgot what a vicious woman she is, how could I let her die so easily? Besides, there are still some debts, I have to do the same Count on her!"

"But... the master..." Qiping hesitated, after all, it was the Ouyang family's business, and he didn't know whether to speak or not.

"Since he acquiesced to Zhao Xuehui's attack on Wan Qing, he should have expected this result." Ouyang Muchen's voice was filled with hatred, "Zhao Xuehui would think that Ouyang Yitian didn't know anything all these years, huh, she It's so naive! What Ouyang Yitian wants is to let her die in my hands." He was silent for a while, and then smiled, "Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yitian still has a little affection for her after all. It's a pity that in the end, it's still unavoidable to be ruthless. If Zhao Xuehui knew that she was just being tricked by Ouyang Yitian, how would she feel?"

"Master...Master, he may..."

"You don't need to say more," Ouyang Muchen looked at him and said, "I know better than you who Ouyang Yitian is. Let's go."

Ouyang's family has always been cold-blooded.

Perhaps he had expected fatherly love, but the facts have proved that Ouyang Yitian will always be a person whose interests are paramount.

When Ouyang Muchen gradually separated the power in his hands from Ouyang Yitian, he was ready to break with Ouyang Yitian one day.

What is the difference between father and son killing each other.

It was Ouyang Yitian who forced him to this dead end step by step with his own hands.

Ning Wanqing slept for two full days and one night. When she opened her eyes again, she saw a familiar bedroom.

A girl was lying on the head of the bed, Ning Wanqing only moved slightly, she immediately raised her head rubbing her eyes, showing that she didn't sleep deeply.

She was dazed for a while, and suddenly met Ning Wanqing's eyes, and immediately shouted in surprise, "Sister Ning, you're awake!"

"Xiaoyue..." Ning Wanqing opened her mouth and found that her voice was hoarse. Lan Yue quickly stopped her from speaking, ran to the coffee table next to her and poured a glass of water to her mouth.

A glass of water slipped into her throat, and Ning Wanqing felt that her dry vocal cords seemed much more comfortable.Then he said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a day and a night!" Lan Yue said, "You don't even know how nervous we are, but my cousin's friend, Dr. Xie, came to see you and said that you are fine, it's just that you are too tired. It's a little exciting... But even so, we still dare not take it lightly, my cousin specifically asked me to stay by your side and watch you wake up... No, the sky pays off, you are finally recovering!

Lan Yue was so excited that she was a little incoherent.

"Thank you, Xiaoyue." Ning Wanqing said gratefully, then subconsciously looked outside the door, "Where's Mu Chen? Is he alright?"

Lan Yue's pretty face immediately collapsed: "My cousin had a high fever before, Dr. Xie forced him to hang up two bottles of needles, but before the IV was finished, my cousin pulled out the needles and wanted to go out , Dr. Xie couldn't persuade him, because of this, the two had a big fight..."

"Mu Chen, does he have a fever?" Hearing this, Ning Wanqing immediately became very nervous, she threw off the quilt and was about to get out of bed, "Where is he? I'll go and see him..."

Lan Yue hurriedly stopped her, and said anxiously: "Sister Ning, don't look for your cousin, he went out early in the morning, and he has been like this for the past few days, leaving early and returning late, with a serious expression on his face , I dare not talk to him lightly, and I don't know what he's been up to lately... But I've heard that it seems to be a very serious matter..."

"A very serious matter?" A beautiful face with snow skin and red lips appeared in Ning Wanqing's mind involuntarily... Could it be...

"Sister Ning, what are you thinking?" Lan Yue couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Ning Wanqing shook her head lightly.

She always felt that things between Zhao Xuehui and Ouyang Muchen were not easy.

Zhao Xuehui seemed to hate him very much, but...she seemed to love him very much.

She said she was his first woman...

She said she had sex with him when he was very young...

What is going on in all this?

What happened between her and Ouyang Muchen?

Ning Wanqing admitted that when Zhao Xuehui mentioned that she had a relationship with Ouyang Muchen, she felt a little uncomfortable.

But, no matter what, the person Mu Chen loves now is her.

No matter what he was like in the past, she can ignore it.

Because, without him in the past, there would be no him now.

If you love someone, shouldn't you tolerate everything about him?

If you just love his good side, the glorious side, then how can it be called /love.

Love is understanding, tolerance, and never giving up.

In a quiet private sanatorium, lay a woman covered in bandages.

That person was Zhao Xuehui.

When she woke up, the first thing she did was to take a look at her face in the mirror beside the bed.

As for why there is an extra mirror next to the bed for no reason, no one knows this question.

In the silent sanatorium, a shrill scream suddenly erupted——

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!"

The sharp scream that seemed to be able to penetrate the sky contained pain, fright, anger and helplessness.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of various items being smashed to the ground was heard one after another in the room.

It seems that someone is venting fiercely, but this kind of anger that depends on destroying objects to vent is so powerless.

Besides wasting one's own strength, what effect can it play?

Until all these voices subsided, a heavy footstep finally sounded from the corridor outside.

The footsteps are getting closer, closer...

Zhao Xuehui fell on the ground with her hair disheveled, and hatred gradually gathered in her eyes.

"Squeak-"

The door was gently pushed open.

Zhao Xuehui jumped up from the ground suddenly, took a hanging bottle that fell on the ground and threw it on the head of the visitor!

"Peng!"

The dull sound of flesh falling to the ground.

The bottle fell to the ground and shattered.

After kicking Zhao Xuehui away heavily, Ouyang Muchen stood there with a cold face.

After Zhao Xuehui took this kick, she didn't have the strength to move for a long time.

She was lying on the ground, her face covered with messy hair.

That face was no longer unparalleled.

Do not--

More than that.

As beautiful as it was before, it is as ugly as it is now.

As fascinating as it used to be, it is as terrifying as it is now.

The originally smooth and tender skin seemed to have been eroded by some kind of chemical agent, and it became pitted, with different shades of skin color.

The bridge of the nose, which was originally tall, has collapsed in the middle.

The rosy and beautiful lips turned purple-black, and the lower lip was severely turned out.

Only her slender neck is still as graceful as a white swan.

But it can only bring out the tragic state of the face even more.

What a terrible face it is! !

For a person who used to rely on beauty and used beauty as a weapon, such ugliness was worse than death!

"Mu Chen, Mu Chen...how could you treat me like this! Why...why...why!!!!"

Zhao Xuehui lay on the ground and hissed.

Ouyang Muchen just looked at her indifferently.

Her voice... that originally soft and charming voice was also ruined.

All that remains now is a hoarse voice like an old man.

This is indeed cruel.

But the cruelest thing doesn't stop there.

"Aunt Hui, you asked for all of this." Ouyang Muchen said calmly.

Such Zhao Xuehui, he looked, felt a little pitiful.

However, poor people must have something to hate.How can there be no retribution for doing a lot of evil?

He thought that there would be a day when he, Ouyang Muchen, would be punished.Everyone has.God is fair to everyone.

"Aze... You hate me, you can kill me, why did you ruin my face? You clearly know... You clearly know that this face is what I care about most in this life!" Zhao Xuehui's screaming gradually turned into crying.

Ouyang Muchen said: "I know. Isn't your face what my father loves the most."

Zhao Xuehui suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he spoke again: "Did he know everything about me?"

Ouyang Muchen nodded silently.

Zhao Xuehui suddenly burst into laughter.

She seemed to suddenly understand something.

"It's him... so it's him... haha, hahahahaha! Ouyang Yitian, you ruined me... hello, hello!"

"Do you want to take revenge?" Ouyang Muchen asked lightly when the burst of crazy laughter finally stopped.

"Revenge?" The ugly Zhao Xuehui lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling blankly, with a sarcastic smile on her face, "Ah Ze, my enemy, isn't it you?"

Ouyang Muchen sat down on a chair beside him: "Who ruined your life? Who ruined your face? Aunt Hui, think about it yourself."

"..." A moment of silence.

After a long time, Zhao Xuehui turned her gaze to Ouyang Muchen: "Just tell me what you want me to do."

Ouyang Muchen smiled: "It's good if you can figure it out."

"Mu Chen...I have done many things to you...you can figure it out, why can't I figure it out?"

Ouyang Muchen shook his head slightly, but there was still a faint smile on his face.

Did she really think that her and his debts were all written off?

Oh, how is it possible.

The reason why he kept her was not to pity her, but to save her life.

It was because she was still useful to him.

Since it's useful, it's not too late to kill it when it's used up.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face softened a bit: "I don't want to kill you, of course, it's because of our past friendship."

"Mu Chen...you..." Zhao Xuehui's voice trembled slightly.

She couldn't believe that he actually had feelings for her.

"Aunt Hui, in my darkest days, it was you... who stayed with me all the time, comforting me with your body... how could I forget these things."

There was a smile in Ouyang Muchen's voice, but his eyes were so cold that they were about to freeze, but Zhao Xuehui didn't see it.

She wishfully thought that Ouyang Muchen was really nostalgic for those times.

how can that be possible?

As long as Ouyang Muchen thinks of that dissatisfied young woman, such disgusting sex/events, he can't wait to tear Zhao Xuehui into pieces.

But...you can't kill her yet.

He looked at her on the ground with cold eyes, as if looking at a mass of rotten and smelly rotten meat.

When Ouyang Muchen returned home, he heard a clanging sound coming from the kitchen.

When I walked in, I saw that the neat and clean kitchen was in a mess, with vegetables, raw meat, and various seasonings on the counter.

Ning Wanqing and Lan Yue were two little girls wearing aprons, one was frantically pouring oil into the pan, and the other was frantically chopping vegetables.

That scene looked hilarious as hell.

But besides being funny, people can't help worrying about them.

Will the oil get too hot and set the pan on fire?Will it suddenly splash out from the pot and burn her hands?

The kitchen knife is so big, and her chopping gestures are so unfamiliar, will she accidentally cut her finger?

Ouyang Muchen stood outside holding his forehead full of worry, but the two women in the kitchen didn't realize it, they were busy enjoying themselves.

"Xiao Yue, are the vegetables ready? The oil is already smoking!" Ning Wanqing said anxiously, staring at the sizzling oil in the pan.

Lan Yue held the carrot with one hand and the knife with the other, and cut the carrot into slices with difficulty...

Actually, those carrot slices seem to be called carrot cubes... Ouyang Muchen thought to himself as he looked at the carrots that were as thick as tofu cubes.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't worry!"

"No... the oil is getting hotter and hotter, hurry up!"

"Immediately, immediately..."

Lan Yue simply raised the knife with both hands and chopped at the poor carrot.

"Bang bang bang..."

There are several pieces of carrots of different shapes and sizes left on the chopping board...

As for the others... they fell to the ground long ago.

But the instigator actually wiped off his sweat and said triumphantly, "Sister Ning, I've cut it!"

Ouyang Muchen couldn't help helping his forehead again.

Ning Wanqing turned around, but she didn't notice Ouyang Muchen.

She picked up the chopping board and looked at it, then...

Then he nodded in satisfaction!

"Not bad, not bad." With a "crash", Ning Wanqing poured those things that were not known as carrot cubes or carrot sticks into the pot, and then took a quick step back.

Ouyang Muchen couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know how to evaluate these two women.

After stirring for about 3 minutes, Ning Wanqing said, "Xiaoyue, bring me some salt..."

"Okay!" Lan Yue happily handed over a bag of "salt".

Ning Wanqing quickly poured a pile of "salt" into it.

Both of them didn't realize that the bag was MSG...

Ouyang Muchen shook his head with a wry smile.

I guess I can't eat this meal.

After the carrots were fried, the two began to tinker with a piece of lettuce.

This time, it was Ning Wanqing who cut the vegetables, and Lan Yue was in charge.

Ning Wanqing took a look at the slender lettuce, and immediately decided to cut it into pieces.

This is not a problem, but...

Honey, at least peel off the skin and then cut it...

Ouyang Muchen couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over quickly and put his arms around Ning Wanqing's shoulders from behind.

His left hand was on hers holding the lettuce.

His right hand was holding her right hand holding the kitchen knife.

"Huh?" Ning Wanqing turned around in surprise.

Ouyang Muchen put his head on her shoulder: "Don't move...Lettuce needs to be peeled. I'll teach you."

He held her hand and neatly peeled off all the lettuce skin.

Ning Wanqing's ears gradually turned red.

"sorry, I do not know……"

"It's okay, I'm here."

Lan Yue turned her head and looked at the two of them quietly.

The tall cousin's figure merged with Ning Wanqing's slender figure.

It seemed so well-matched, so loving.

The way her cousin curled his lips and talked in her ear was really gentle.

Her ears could no longer hear the crackle of oil slowly heating up in the pan.

There was only a roar of jealousy in her head.

What is suffering in the frying pan now seems to be her heart that adores her cousin.

Why is all of this owned by Ning Wanqing alone.

Why, there is nothing good in this world that is monopolized by her, Lan Yue?

This is not fair.

This is not fair!

She held her palm tightly, making her nails dig deep into her palm.

Then, there seemed to be a "boom" in my ear——

The pot is on fire.

"Ah!" Lan Yue screamed.

Ouyang Muchen and Ning Wanqing turned their heads at the same time.

At this time, Lan Yue quickly picked up a bowl of water from the side and poured it in!

"Don't—" Ouyang Muchen didn't have time to stop him, he could only watch the flames leaping up, almost reaching the ends of Lan Yue's long hair.

Ouyang Muchen walked over helplessly, pulled Lan Yue behind him, then picked up the pot lid next to him and put it on the burning pot.

"Xiao Yue, look, as long as this is the case, it will be fine." Ouyang Muchen said gently.

"Woooo... Cousin, I'm so scared..." Lan Yue hugged Ouyang Muchen's waist tightly from behind, and buried her head on his back.

"The fire has been extinguished, so what's there to be afraid of?" Ouyang Muchen thought it was funny, but Lan Yue was still terrified and hugged his waist and refused to let go.