亚洲中文字幕第九页

Chapter 1233: Rebirth (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Feng Lingxue ran over and scooped Mu Mu into her arms.

Mu Mu... She was so warm and soft. It was like in the past, when she would hug her and sing her to sleep every night.

It was really Mu Mu.

Her Mu Mu.

Hot tears rolled down her face as she kissed Mu Mu’s soft hair. “Mu Mu, Mu Mu... Mommy has missed you so much, so much I almost went mad...”

How long had it been?

Almost a year. It had already been almost a year. She had been separated from Mu Mu for a year already. She thought she would never see Mu Mu again.

Mu Mu reached out and hugged Feng Lingxue. “Mommy, Mu Mu has missed you so much too, Mu Mu misses Mommy... Mommy is crying again. Mommy, don’t cry... it makes Mu Mu sad... Mu Mu will give Mommy a kiss...”

Mu Mu placed her small hands on Feng Lingxue’s face and tiptoed to give her a kiss.

Feng Lingxue was smiling through her tears now. “Mu Mu, Mommy will protect you in the future. No one is going to separate us anymore!”

At this moment, Xuan Mu walked over and grabbed Feng Lingxue’s delicate shoulders, pulling her up. “Lingxue, I’ve helped you bring Mu Mu up so well, giving her the best food and drinks. Shouldn’t you thank me properly?”

Xuan Mu stroked Feng Lingxue’s face as he said this.

“Get lost, don’t touch me!” Feng Lingxue shoved Xuan Mu away harshly.

“Bad uncle, don’t bully my mother!” Mu Mu quickly jumped in front of Feng Lingxue.

Xuan Mu looked at Mu Mu. She had inherited Feng Lingxue’s good looks and was already a beauty, even at three years old. Not only that, she was extremely brave. Seeing her mother being bullied, she had quickly stood up to protect her.

Mu Mu had a pair of beautiful glassy eyes, bright and transparent. They looked exactly like the eyes of a certain someone.

Xuan Mu’s expression suddenly turned fierce. This little b*tch! He threw one of his underlings a look and ran forward, pulling Mu Mu away.

“Don’t touch Mu Mu, let go of my Mu Mu!”

Feng Lingxue wanted to hug Mu Mu, but Xuan Ying held her back, pulling her into his embrace. “Lingxue, Xuan Ying is already dead. No one is going to protect you anymore, so you’re going to service me properly in the future. That’s the only way you and your daughter can live a good life!”

Xuan Ying...

Hearing his name, Feng Lingxue’s heart wrenched as her eyes filled with tears again.

“Let’s go, you’re coming with me to have some fun right now!”

Xuan Mu half-shoved, half-dragged Feng Lingxue towards a room.

“Let go of Mommy, don’t bully my Mommy!” Mu Mu screamed loudly, wanting to protect her mother, but the underling held her tight. She was only three, and there was no way she could break free of an adult’s strength.

Opening her mouth, she quickly bit hard on the underling’s hand.

“Argh!” the underling screamed horrendously. “Little b*tch, you want to fight?”

The underling raised his hands to slap Mu Mu.

But Mu Mu wasn’t stupid and she dodged with surprising agility, bringing her hands to her face to protect herself.

But the pain never came.

Mu Mu dropped her hands and looked up. A strong hand had reached over to grad the underling’s hand. With a loud crack, the underling’s wrist broke.

“Arghhh!!”

The underling screamed in anguish and collapsed onto the carpet.

The owner of the hand revealed himself.

“Wa.” Mu Mu’s black glassy eyes widened and she looked at the tall uncle in front of her in awe. He was so cool!

It was Xuan Ying.

He wasn’t dead. When he guided Feng Lingxue’s hands into his heart just now, he had deviated a bit so his heart hadn’t been pierced.

But he was still deathly pale and covered in blood. He was in a bad condition.

Xuan Ying lowered his black eyes to look at the little kid beside his legs. Mu Mu was as pretty as a doll, and he could tell at one look she was Feng Lingxue’s daughter.

His heart softened. He had no idea why but he took an instant liking to this little girl.

Lifting his blood-stained hands, he reached out to touch Mu Mu’s small face.

But he stopped.

He had no right to touch her daughter. He suddenly remembered that his mask had been shattered and he wasn’t wearing it anymore. His grotesque right face was out in the open.

He had to be extremely ugly right now.

He was going to scare this little girl.

Retracting his hand, he gave a self-deprecating smile that was tinged with bitterness.

“Uncle.” At this moment, a sweet voice floated over to his ear as Mu Mu pounced on his strong legs. “Uncle, you’re so cool, as cool as my Daddy!”

Although Mu Mu didn’t have a father, but she imagined him to be as tall and brave as this uncle who had seemed to have fallen from the sky.

Xuan Ying froze as he stared at the little girl hugging his leg in confusion. “You’re... not scared of me? I’m... really ugly.”

Mu Mu tilted her small head and asked, “Uncle, what’s wrong with your right face? Is it sick?” With that, she raised her small hands to cover his right face from her sight and said, “Haha, Uncle is so handsome, as handsome as my daddy!”

The corners of Xuan Ying’s pale lips curved upwards. She really was such a good kid. The year of imprisonment hadn’t made her weak or cowardly at all. If anything, she had become even stronger and more open in that terrible environment.

She was like a flower that had bloomed in adversity.

Xuan Ying lowered himself and picked Mu Mu up.

“Master...” Ah Zhou quickly spoke up. The Master’s condition wasn’t good, he shouldn’t be carrying a child.

Xuan Ying ignored him. He picked Mu Mu up and wrapped her in his embrace.

Turning around, he looked down the corridor in front of him and saw Xuan Mu dragging Feng Lingxue into one of the rooms.

“Xuan Mu.”

Xuan Mu froze.

What was that?

Why did that sound like... Xuan Ying’s voice?

Sh*t! He was hearing ghosts! Wasn’t Xuan Ying already dead?

Xuan Mu slowly turned around and froze where he stood.

Xuan Ying stood tall and straight in front of him covered in blood, his handsome face deathly pale. He carried Little Mu Mu in his arms easily, and looked like Hades who had just returned from hell.

Ah Zhou stood behind him with a group of soldiers in black with guns holstered on their waist, alert and ready for action.

And Xuan Ying was the leader of this army.

“My god.” Xuan Mu was stunned.

Feng Lingxue witnessed all this as well. The tall, blood-stained figure seemed to shrink and enlarge in her eyes. He... he wasn’t dead.

He wasn’t dead.

Feng Lingxue bit her red lips with her tiny teeth and started laughing and sobbing at the same time.

“You’re not dead?” Xuan Mu was shocked.

Xuan Ying raised his hands and took out a gun silently. He pointed the barrel at Xuan Mu’s head and laughed lowly. “How can I die when our father and you aren’t dead yet?”

Xuan Mu stared at him in shock. It suddenly struck him that Xuan Ying had countered his trap with his own ploy.

No, no.

Maybe Xuan Ying had just taken a bet.

Using his own life.

If there had been any deviation in the explosion of the car or when the knife was plunged into his chest, he wouldn’t be standing here.

There were actually many ways to save Mu Mu, but he had used all his effort and placed a bet on his life to deliver her as safely as possible.

“Bro-brother Ying... don’t kill me, I’ll... I’ll tell you a secret... Mu Mu... is actually your...”