Chapter 789 No Need to Stay

She thought of Mu Zening's expression in the hospital, and could see that today's incident had dealt a great blow to Mu Zening.

Now Mu Rongxuan is unconscious in the ICU ward, and Mrs. Mu is dead. No one knows what the truth is, but their guesses are likely to be true, because Mu Rongxuan's behavior at that time was really out of line. Common sense.

Mu Zi thought again: Mu Zening must want to know her life experience more than anyone else, should I give these photos to him?

She hesitated.

In fact, these photos can't prove what Mrs. Mu and Mu Rongxuan had had, they can only show that the relationship between the two is ambiguous. Does Mu Zening feel a little bit worse at this juncture?

Moreover, the ambiguous photos of his mother are held in other people's hands, which in itself will hurt his self-esteem.

Mu Zi thought for a while, and decided to destroy the photos.

When the photos were exposed, there were only two results, one would attract greater resentment from Mu Zening, or make the Mu family's situation worse.

There is no need to stay any longer.

She went downstairs carrying the box and met Murong Cheng.

"Where are you going?" Murong Cheng asked.

"Burn something." Mu Zi didn't hide anything from him, and opened a corner of the lid to let him see what was inside.

Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows, put on his coat and went out with her.

The two found a pile of dead leaves by the garden lake, Murong Cheng lit the fire, and Mu Zi threw the photos into it one by one.

During the period, Murong Cheng glanced through the photos roughly, his eyes were dim, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or anger.

Mu Zi looked at his face, and asked softly: "Have you...have you ever thought about her? I mean...that Mu Zi, your sister."

Murong Cheng laughed suddenly, rubbed her head, "Why, are you afraid that I will be sad?"

Mu Zi coughed uncomfortably, and said softly, "After all, it's your sister..."

"Actually, I don't feel much." Murong Cheng looked at the fire in front of him, and replied in a low voice, "I was eight years old when Mu Zi was born, and immediately after Mr. Mu passed away, Luo Junqi came back to grab the family property. Becoming a bastard with a suspicious identity, life has been turned upside down, where is the time to take care of a baby in swaddling? When Mu Zi was eight years old, I was already sixteen years old, and I went to France alone, and I had no intersection with her."

She listened, a little sad.

Although she did not have the love of her parents since she was a child, she had a grandmother. Compared with Murong Cheng, her happy childhood was much simpler.

Mu Zi didn't speak, and leaned her head gently on Murong Cheng's shoulder.

As the cold wind blew, the burned ashes rolled and shattered in the wind, and the remaining flames flickered.

Murong Cheng said: "If you haven't experienced those days, you probably won't understand that when Ruan Li came to seek refuge, Mr. Mu was already dying of illness. Mother had to take care of Mr. Mu and Ruan Li who was emotionally hurt. She was too busy. Knowing that the old man was going to die, Luo Junqi ran back to fight for the family property. All the bad things were crowded together, but at this time, Ruan Li committed suicide.

Yes, I know she suffers from depression and deserves sympathy, but people are selfish. Ruan Li committed suicide and was relieved, what should my mother do? My mother has to take care of her funeral, raise the child for her, and blame herself for her death all her life! "

An eight-year-old boy already knows how to love his mother.

Seeing Bai Wei suffering, it was difficult for Murong Cheng to develop a sense of intimacy with Ruan Li's child, coupled with Bai Wei's excessive preference for Mu Zi, this made the eight or nine-year-old Murong Cheng even more disgusted with this younger sister.