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Chapter 182 Father Mu Dies

Mu Xiao couldn't believe that he was actually tricked by a woman. He didn't want to believe it was true, but Yan Fei did draw several tubes of blood from him in the morning fully armed.

"This bitch! Damn it!"

Mu Xiao wanted to tear Lin Man's flesh and blood, and skin her alive to vent his hatred.

Xie Jinghong stood at a relatively safe distance, looking at Mu Xiao with a cold gaze.

"Father."

The word "foster father" brought Mu Xiao back to his senses.

Mu Xiao calmed down, stared at Xie Jinghong with a sullen face, and asked him: "You are so far away from me, are you afraid of being infected by me?"

Xie Jinghong did not directly answer Mu Xiao's question.

He was only concerned about one thing now, "Is what Mu Tingyun said just now true?"

"It was really you who assaulted her?"

At this point, it was useless for Mu Xiao to deny it. Even if he denied it, Mu Tingyun could still take his DNA to do a paternity test with Xie Jinghong.

Mu Xiao simply confessed, "You are indeed my child, but I did not violate your mother. She seduced me!"

Mu Xiao sneered, "Giving me some sobering soup while I was drunk, isn't that just a way to seduce me? A young woman, leaning against a single man who lost his wife in the middle of the night, she has bad intentions."

"I just fulfilled her wish and made her my woman."

In short, Mu Xiao firmly refused to admit that what he did to Xie Chuxue was an act of infringement.

Xie Jinghong was successfully angered by Mu Xiao, and immediately retorted: "If she really loves you, will she become mentally ill if you sleep with her? If she loves you, will she abuse me?"

"You are simply deceiving yourself! You just refuse to admit that you are a morally corrupt bastard!"

"Shut up!" Mu Xiao glared at Xie Jinghong with resentment. He said, "Have you forgotten who fed you and paid for your schooling all these years?"

"If it weren't for me, would you have gotten to where you are now?"

"Xie Jinghong, you should be thankful that you are my son, Mu Xiao's. Otherwise, you might still be begging for food and drink in some corner!"

After being insulted by Mu Xiao, Xie Jinghong fell strangely silent.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Mu Xiao felt a little uneasy.

He smiled with pretentiousness and snorted, "Why are you silent? Are you feeling ashamed and embarrassed?"

"ashamed?"

Shaking his head, Xie Jinghong said, "No, I was just wondering how I could be so stupid. For so many years, I actually called a morally corrupt beast my godfather."

"Because of you, I almost killed Qin Yi by mistake."

"I'm really stupid."

Xie Jinghong had a miserable childhood. After leaving Xie Chuxue, he wandered for a year. Later, Mu Xiao found him and raised him as his adoptive father.

Xie Jinghong was filled with gratitude to his adoptive father who saved him and gave him a new life.

Xie Jinghong was originally a top student in finance who graduated from one of the world's top universities. He could have had a bright future.

But in order to repay his gratitude, he became Mu Xiao's shadow and specialized in doing those gray industries for him.

He regarded his adoptive father as his benefactor.

In the end, he discovered that the benefactor was not a benefactor, but the devil who was the source of his pain!

How sad!

Xie Jinghong turned around and walked to the single sofa by the wall and sat down.

He stroked the black rose on his palm and said to himself, "I once fantasized about being an ordinary person who is free and can walk upright in the sun."

"But godfather, you pushed me into the abyss step by step, making me a criminal who can only live in darkness for the rest of my life."

Xie Jinghong slowly raised his head and looked at Mu Xiao without blinking. His black pupils were as cold and vicious as a poisonous snake, without a trace of warmth.

Mu Xiao was stared at by those eyes, and he felt as if his soul was frozen and trembled.

Xie Jinghong said: "Godfather, you are the source of my suffering that brought me to this hell on earth. You once taught me that the most effective way to resolve suffering is to cut off the suffering."

“I couldn’t agree more.”

After that, Xie Jinghong suddenly stood up and made a phone call, "Hello, is this the CDC? There is an elderly man with AIDS who is injured..."

After explaining the situation, Xie Jinghong put down his phone and told Mu Xiao: "Godfather, get ready and go to the hospital for treatment."

Mu Xiaohu showed a suspicious expression when he heard this.

Would he be so kind?

When Mu Xiao saw the murderous intent in Xie Jinghong's eyes, he felt cold under his feet. "Xie Jinghong, are you going to kill me?"

Xie Jinghong did not answer Mu Xiao.

He walked out of the room without saying a word and said to the two brothers in the living room, "Cousins, my uncle is seriously injured. It would be better to send him to the hospital for treatment."

"I've called the CDC and the car will be here soon."

Hearing this, Mu Tingyang frowned and said nothing.

Mu Tingyun stared at Xie Jinghong inquiringly, but Xie Jinghong's expression was completely secretive and he could not detect any clues from this guy's face.

This Xie Jinghong is not easy to deal with.

Mu Tingyun laughed and said, "After all, cousin Jinghong is filial. Let's send the old guy to the hospital."

Soon, the CDC drove over to pick Mu Xiao up.

When Qin Yi and Yan Fei came back with cherries, the car had just taken Mu Xiao away. She asked Xie Jinghong: "Is Mr. Mu seriously ill?"

Xie Jinghong nodded and said, "It is very heavy."

"Since the old man is seriously ill and has been hospitalized, I think we should forget about this lunch today. Mr. Mu, let's get together another day."

After saying that, Xie Jinghong took Qin Yi and was about to leave.

Yan Fei said, "Wait a moment, Miss Qin, I'll go wash the cherries and pack them for you to take away."

"Okay, thank you."

After Yan Fei washed the cherries, Qin Yi carried the cherries and went back with Xie Jinghong.

Not long after the two of them left, about half an hour later, Mu Tingyun received a call.

"Hello, are you a relative of Mr. Mu Xiao? The ambulance that Mr. Mu was riding in had a car accident, crashed through the cross-river bridge and fell into the river..."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Tingyun wiped his face, looked in the direction where Xie Jinghong left, and couldn't help but pursed his thin lips.

This is the real kind of guy who is ruthless.

*

Over at the nursing home.

Chu Zhi was alone in the Buddhist temple copying Buddhist scriptures. Because of a mild stroke, her right hand was shaking a little as she copied the scriptures.

Song Jingcheng was sitting in the Chinese tea room outside the Buddhist temple working. The soothing incense he lit was emitting wisps of smoke, making the housekeeper Ajing drowsy.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard. It was Xie Jin.

"Boss, Mu Xiao is dead."

Bang!

A Jing was awakened and accidentally knocked over the incense burner on the chest of drawers next to him.

Chu Zhi raised her head excitedly and asked Xie Jin impatiently: "How did Mu Xiao die?"

"I heard that he was sick and had a car accident on the way to the CDC and fell into the river. His body has just been fished out."

“It’s been on the news.”

Chu Zhi grasped the point and asked, "What disease did he have? Why was he sent to the CDC?"

Xie Jin had a strange expression on his face.

He glanced at Song Jingcheng, who was still looking down at the documents, and told Chu Zhi: "I heard that at the salvage site, the staff were all wearing isolation suits. They suspected that Mu Xiao had AIDS."

"But this is just speculation and has not been confirmed."

"it is good!"

"Okay!"

Chu Zhi was so excited that her whole body was shaking, and she looked like a madman. She clasped her hands together and sighed, "God has opened his eyes, and I am so happy!"

"It's actually AIDS, hahahaha, he deserves to die of this disease!"

"A Jing!" Chu Zhi said to A Jing, "My son-in-law died. I feel so sad that the old man has to send off the young man!"

"Let's go, we also want to go to the funeral to pay our respects!"

Hearing this, A Jing said nothing, but subconsciously looked at Song Jingcheng.

Song Jingcheng got up and came to the Buddhist hall without knowing when. He walked to the table, opened the scriptures again, and handed the pen to Chu Zhi.

He said, "Mother, since you are not feeling well, I won't bother you with this trip. You should stay in the sanatorium and copy scriptures to cultivate your character."

"You forgot that you have to copy three scriptures every month, and you have only written two pages for the first one..."

Changing the subject, Song Jingcheng added: "You taught me since I was a child that if I fail to complete a task on time, I will be punished."

"Mother, you don't want to be punished by me, right?"

These are what Chu Zhi had done to Song Jingcheng.