Chapter 3628 Muning Extra (99)

Musilang's smile was stained with helplessness and pain, "How I wish Xuewei had never loved you. If she loved another man, she would definitely live a happy life. But she is unfortunate, she loves you. Love It’s you, the heartless scumbag!”

Mu Silang's heartache for Yan Xuewei was no less than that of Mu Sishen, but because Yan Xuewei didn't like him, he had no right to mention his heartache in front of her.

However, Mushen never cared about her love.

He felt bad for her and felt worthless for her.

However, Yan Xuewei's feelings for him only remained that of brother and sister.

The relationship between brother and sister is so ironic and powerless.

"Fourth child, fourth child..." Musilang seemed to have lost his mind. He kept repeating Musilang's name.

Muslang pushed him away.

Mu Sishen grabbed her tightly again, "Fourth, please speak clearly, speak clearly. Where is Xuewei, are you deliberately angry with me?"

"Ha," Musilang sneered, "Retribution, this is retribution. God Musilang, you will suffer for the rest of your life for your actions! What a pleasure!"

Yan Xuewei's ending made him heartbroken, but seeing Mu Sishen's current appearance made him feel happy.

However, no matter how happy she is, Yan Xuewei can't come back.

"God Mu Si, this is Xuewei's punishment for you. You made her wait for ten years, and she will use the rest of your life to punish you. Are you satisfied?"

Mu Sishen's mood gradually calmed down, and he smiled, "Fourth, I know you are annoying me. I'm sorry for Xuewei. I just want to compensate Xuewei now. Please tell me her address."

"Fourth, stop joking with me. I haven't seen Xuewei for half a year. It doesn't matter if you hate me. I will treat Xuewei twice as well in the future. Please, tell me where she is."

A flattering smile appeared on God Musi's face. At this time, God Musi no longer looked like him. At this time, he became very helpless.

He lost Yan Xuewei and couldn't find her after searching for a long time. The pain of lovesickness punished him every day, and he was willing to suffer this pain.

However, he can't live without Yan Xuewei, no.

Musilang's mood also calmed down, and he looked at Musilang expressionlessly.

"Fourth, please tell me. I can give you all the equity in my hands. I just want to know where Xuewei is. I will not force her anymore, and I will try hard to ask for her forgiveness."

Mu Sishen's tone became more humble, and his longing for Yan Xuewei was like a sharp knife, piercing his chest every day.

The longer the pain lasted, the more he missed Yan Xuewei.

"Fourth brother, let them resolve the matter between them by themselves. If you know about Xuewei's current situation, tell your third brother." Mu Siye advised in a deep voice from the side.

"He solves it? How does he solve it? Xuewei is dead. She can't be resurrected. What can he do to solve it?"

Xuewei is dead!

These five words have been lingering in Mu Sishen's mind for a long time, sounding like ultrasound.

"Mu Silang!" Musilang gritted his teeth and grabbed Musilang's clothes, "Don't fucking talk!"

Mu Silang smiled sadly, "Three months ago, Xuewei had a car accident in country Y."

Mu Silang looked directly at Mu Sishen, "She had a car accident on her way back to China. She was supposed to stay in Country Y until the end of the year, but I don't know why she wanted to go back to China."

Three months ago, he had an accident due to drinking. It was also three months ago.

Mu Sishen swallowed dryly and moved his lips, but there was no sound.

"You said she was staying well abroad, why did she suddenly want to return to China? What was she doing back home? What is there in China that she is worried about?"

Musilang's questions hit Musilang's chest like a hammer.

"Three months ago?" Mu Sishen looked at his elder brother, "Three months ago." He repeated in a hoarse voice.

"Fourth brother, is this true? Don't tell lies, it will kill your third brother." Mu Siye looked serious.

Yan Xuewei

His sudden death was not only a blow to God Musi, but also to them.

Musilang looked sad. He lowered his head and whispered softly, "I wish the person she likes is me. I will never let her get hurt in this life."

Mu Sishen suddenly let go of Mu Silang and strode towards the door.

"Lao San, Lao San!" Mu Si Ye shouted loudly, but Mu Si Shen turned a deaf ear.

When Mu Siye chased him out, Mu Sishen had already driven out of the villa in a sports car.

"Uncle Song, send a car to Yan's house!"

Musik's expression was cold, and the sports car was speeding on the elevated road.

She didn't even know how much he loved her, how could she die?

Yan Xuewei, you are not allowed to die without my consent, and you cannot die!

His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly until his fingertips turned white.

He will go to Yan's house now to find Yan Xuewei.

He wanted to marry her, how could she make such a joke?

Did she think she could get rid of him this way? impossible!

His God Musi has recognized her for the rest of his life!

The sports car continued to roar, and the car was going very fast, and the cars on the elevated road were trying to get out of the way.

Mu Siye and his people followed closely behind him. Musi God was not in the right state, and he was worried that something would happen to Mu Si God.

"Drive faster."

"yes!"

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Mu Sishen came to the door of Yan's house. The door of Yan's house was closed tightly in broad daylight. Through the carved iron gate, no one can be seen in the yard.

Mushen walked up and pressed the doorbell vigorously, but the doorbell rang once, twice and three times, but no one opened the door.

"Xuewei, Xuewei, Xuewei open the door!"

"Xuewei open the door!"

"Xuewei!"

"Yan Xuewei!"

Mu Sishen roared Yan Xuewei's name one after another. His strength was so great that the veins on his neck were suddenly exposed.

"Xuewei, Yan Xuewei!"

"Bang bang!" Mu Sishen banged the iron door hard.

After calling for five minutes, someone finally appeared in the yard.

It's Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan is sitting in a wheelchair and looks much older.

The servant ran to open the door for Mu Sishen, who strode to Mr. Yan.

He suppressed his excitement and bowed to Mr. Yan, then asked, "Uncle Yan, I'm sorry, I came today with no ill intentions, I just wanted to see Xuewei."

"Xuewei." Mr. Yan's calm eyes suddenly filled with sadness, "Are you here to see Xuewei?"

Mu Sishen nodded vigorously.

Mr. Yan looked at Mu Sishen with pity, "Didn't they tell you?" Then Mr. Yan said to himself, "They won't tell you."

"Uncle Yan, where is Xuewei?" Mu Sishen's mind went blank at this time. Looking at Mr. Yan's expression, he already knew the answer, but he didn't believe it.

Yan Xuewei is such a cute girl, she still has a good life, there is no way she will get into a car accident.

"Si Shen, go back, live a good life, and live for yourself." Mr. Yan took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, sighing softly.

"Uncle Yan..."

"Si Shen, this child Xuewei has a hard life. It is also a blessing for her that she bid farewell to this painful world in advance."

Mr. Yan's words broke any illusions of Mu Sishen, and he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured down his head.

He was so distracted that he forgot to react.

"Sishen, let's go, just pretend that Xuewei has never been here."

"Uncle Yan... Xuewei... when did it happen?" Mu Sishen's voice was already hoarse.

"Three months later, she suddenly booked a flight to return to China. Yan Qi advised her not to come back, but she insisted on going back to China. Something happened on the way to the airport."

Mr. Yan narrated in a calm tone.

His daughter, his only daughter, passed away like this. Not given to this world

Leaving behind a trace of nostalgia, he left so suddenly.

Mu Sishen suddenly seemed to have aged, with a look of defeat on his face. He looked at the Yan family villa in the distance and laughed silently.

The laughter was soft at first, and gradually turned into a full-blown laugh.

Fate was playing tricks on him. He made a mistake and he didn't even have a chance to make amends.

"Haha, for half a year, just half a year, Xuewei and I were separated by yin and yang. Haha, we were separated by yin and yang. Uncle Yan, I am a bastard. Xuewei didn't even scold me, so she and I were separated by yin and yang. "

"Hahahaha... Xuewei is so cruel. It turns out that I didn't abandon her, but she didn't want me anymore."

Yan Xuewei said in the letter that she and Mu Sishen would never see each other again, but she didn't expect that it would be this "never again".

"Hahahaha...hahahaha..." Mu Sishen laughed loudly.

Mr. Yan looked at him with worry. At this time, Mu Siye hurried over with his people.

Mu Siye hurriedly said hello to Mr. Yan, then stepped forward and took Mu Sishen's arm, "Lao San, Lao San."

Mu Sishen looked at Mu Siye with a distracted look, "Brother, the fourth child didn't lie to me, Xuewei... is gone."

Mu Siye held Mu Sishen's arm tightly and said, "Lao San, cheer up."

"Xuewei left, she left alone. She stayed alone in country Y. She is timid. She will be too scared to sleep every night."

Mu Siye hugged Mu Sishen worriedly and said, "Lao San, none of us want this to happen to Xuewei, but neither you nor I can control this outcome."

"Third brother, I am really a rotten person. Why do you think Xuewei is so stupid? Why does she fall in love with me? Why?"

"The third child..."

"How can I pay her back what I owe her?"

How is he going to repay the debt he owes her in this life?

Xuewei, his Xuewei.

After Mu Sishen learned the news of Yan Xuewei's death, he, who had always been proud, suddenly became depressed.

Mu Siye was worried that something would happen to him, so he invited a psychiatrist and a psychiatrist to come to his home.

But for three days in a row, Musi always sat on the bed without eating, drinking or talking.

He sat like that all day long.

For three days, without eating or drinking, if Mu Sishen continued like this, he would only die.

Finally, under Mu Siye's insistence, the doctor gave him nutritional fluid.

But even so, God Musi still didn't say a word.

He didn't look at anyone, and he turned a deaf ear to what Mu Siye said to him. He seemed to be immersed in his world.