12dz Chapter 329 Clues
Chapter 329 Clues
The afterglow of the setting sun is like a layer of gauze, gently sprinkling on the European-style buildings of Jinyang Villa, adding a touch of warm and soft color to this luxurious mansion.
A black Range Rover slowly drove into the courtyard, its wheels making a slight friction sound on the ground, and finally stopped steadily in the exclusive parking space.
Inside the car, Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Chengyu ended a day's work. Jiang Chengyu pulled the handbrake skillfully, and with a slight "click", he unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door sideways and got out.
Jiang Chengyu walked hurriedly to the passenger side, opened the door with an upright and graceful posture, with a gentle smile on his face. He extended his hand like a gentleman, palm up, and looked at Mu Xiaoji intently.
Mu Xiaoji gently placed his hand on Jiang Chengyu's and used his strength to get out of the car. Jiang Chengyu then closed the car door, and the muffled "bang" sound was particularly clear in this quiet courtyard.
Their eyes met, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously rose into a knowing smile, as if all the fatigue of the day had dissipated in that instant.
Then, they walked side by side towards the door of the villa. Mu Xiaoji stretched out her fair and slender fingers and gently placed them on the fingerprint lock.
With a crisp "click" sound, the door lock opened. The two pushed open the door and walked into the spacious and bright living room.
In the living room, Mu Huiying was bending over with a rag in her hand, wiping every piece of furniture carefully.
Her eyes were focused and persistent, and a few strands of hair on her forehead were soaked with sweat and stuck to her cheeks, but she didn't care at all.
Under her diligent hands, those already exquisite ornaments looked even brighter and better than new, spotless, as if they were given new life.
Mu Huiying was holding back a rage in her heart, and when she saw Jiang Chengyu coming in, the rage burned even more fiercely.
She thought to herself: "This bastard sticks to Xiaoji all day long. I don't know how he can feel at ease staying by Xiaoji's side despite such a shameful relationship.
He made this family a mess. Is this how he wants to live? I have said so much to him, but he won't listen to a word I have said?"
Jiang Chengyu felt the cold gaze of Mu's mother, and hurriedly pretended to be calm and walked a few steps quickly into the living room with a sincere and slightly apologetic smile on his face.
She said politely to Mu Huiying, "Mom, you've worked hard. I'll do all the work myself! You're not in good health. Don't overwork yourself. It's not worth it."
Mu Huiying looked disdainful and murmured in anger, "Humph, you are pretending to be nice, but I won't fall for it."
However, Mu Huiying ignored Jiang Chengyu's concern and just glared at Jiang Chengyu with a frown on her face. Her face was instantly covered with clouds, and her already serious expression became even colder.
Then he threw the rag in his hand to the ground in annoyance. The sound of the rag falling to the ground broke the originally harmonious atmosphere.
Then, without saying a word, she turned around and walked quickly upstairs, leaving Jiang Chengyu standing there awkwardly, with a look of helplessness and loss in his eyes.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji sighed softly, walked to Jiang Chengyu, held his hand, and gave him a little silent comfort, as if to say that all this would pass.
In the dead of night, when everything is silent, the watery moonlight shines through the thin curtains, casting a silvery glow on the ground. The whole world seems to have fallen asleep, and only the occasional faint sound of a car passing by in the distance makes people feel the quiet passage of time.
In this quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Jiang Chengyu lay quietly beside Mu Xiaoji. However, under his closed eyes, there seemed to be an invisible force surging.
Suddenly, Jiang Chengyu's body began to tremble slightly, as if awakened by some mysterious command.
His movements were slow but irresistible. He slowly pulled himself out of Mu Xiaoji's warm embrace, and was as careful with every tiny movement as possible, for fear of disturbing his lover who was sleeping beside him.
His eyes were empty and confused, as if his soul had temporarily left his body and was immersed in a world that no one else could reach.
Jiang Chengyu turned around mechanically, put his feet gently on the ground, and walked towards the bed step by step. His steps were a little stiff, but there was a strange firmness, as if he was being pulled by an invisible line.
After getting out of bed, he walked straight to the sofa not far away. In the dim light, his figure looked tall and lonely.
He bent down and gently picked up the pillow on the sofa with both hands. That pillow seemed to be the most precious treasure in his entire life.
Jiang Chengyu hugged the pillow tightly in his arms, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.
Then he began to pace in the bedroom, his feet moving along a familiar yet unfamiliar track, each step taken evenly and slowly, as if he was following some ancient and mysterious ritual.
His hands rhythmically patted the pillow, the movement was gentle and soothing, as if he was comforting a wounded little life;
From time to time, he murmured a few unclear words, his voice was as low as a dream, floating in the quiet air.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji seemed to feel the movement around him in his sleep. His brows slightly wrinkled, his eyelids trembled slightly a few times, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
The scene before him instantly made him lose all his sleepiness. His eyes were filled with surprise and worry, and he followed Jiang Chengyu's figure closely.
I thought to myself, "Little Monster, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly like this after coming back this time? Is it because of too much pressure at work, or are you hiding something from me? Seeing you like this, my heart is broken."
Mu Xiaoji bit her lips gently, wondering whether to wake up the little monster now, but she was afraid that the sudden disturbance would make him even more uneasy.
He quietly sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, and quietly observed Jiang Chengyu's every move, his eyes full of heartache and confusion.
Try to find some clues from his behavior, solve the mystery that has been bothering them, and make him return to the sunny, cheerful and energetic Jiang Chengyu.
The night sky was like a huge piece of black silk, pressing heavily above the city. Only a few faint stars were twinkling, as if they were gasping for breath with difficulty.
The city had already fallen asleep, but in the master bedroom of Jinyang Villa, the atmosphere was depressing and tense, like the one before a storm.
Mu Xiaoji leaned quietly on the mattress like a frozen statue, his eyes fixed on the little monster walking in the bedroom.
Jiang Chengyu looked a little tired and haggard under the light. In the quiet bedroom, he suddenly spoke in a hoarse and low voice:
"Stinky baby, Daddy misses you too, but Daddy has his own difficulties. You should be considerate of Daddy and listen to Mom and Grandma.
If you keep making such noise every night, one day grandma and mom will dislike you!" His words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.
Mu Xiaoji only felt a surge of boiling anger rising rapidly from the bottom of his heart, like an enraged lion. His hands clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turned white, and his body began to tremble slightly.
He murmured angrily, "I was wondering why you were acting so strange after coming back. Turns out you already had a family and a career, and you kept it a secret from me." He gritted his teeth and squeezed out these few words from between his teeth. Each word seemed to carry a sharp thorn.
Mu Xiaoji suddenly threw back the quilt and walked quickly towards Jiang Chengyu in slippers.
At this moment, his eyes were burning with flames of anger, as if they were going to devour the man in front of him.
He raised his hand without hesitation, and using all his strength, slapped Jiang Chengyu hard in the face.
Jiang Chengyu was completely unaware of what was happening. His body suddenly shook, he stumbled, and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Jiang Chengyu suddenly woke up from the ground, with a burning pain on his face. He raised his hand to cover his cheek, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement. He looked at Mu Xiaoji and asked, "Xiaoji, why did you hit me?"
Mu Xiaoji was furious at this time, and the flames that he could not suppress were rising layer by layer. His eyes were wide open and he shouted angrily: "Tell me, who is Chou Bao?"
Jiang Chengyu suddenly woke up as if from a dream, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he quickly crawled over from the ground.
He didn't bother to tidy up his messy clothes, and hugged Mu Xiaoji's legs tightly with both hands, as if he had grabbed the last straw to save his life, and explained anxiously: "Xiaoji, you misunderstood me, please listen to my explanation."
Mu Xiaoji was in a state of confusion at the moment, his reason was completely overwhelmed by anger. He kicked Jiang Chengyu away with force, and Jiang Chengyu's body fell backwards again, hitting the ground heavily with a dull sound.
Mu Xiaoji walked angrily to the closet and pulled the door open with both hands. The door made a harsh creaking sound as he pulled it hard.
He took out an exquisite box from the closet. The box was glowing faintly under the light. It once carried their sweet memories, but now it had become the source of pain.
Mu Xiaoji threw the box to the ground without hesitation. The box broke into pieces instantly and the small objects inside scattered all over the ground, making crisp sounds.
Both persons' certificates and identification documents were scattered on the ground in a very conspicuous manner.
Jiang Chengyu looked at all this with a panicked look on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Ji, don't be like this, please calm down and listen to my explanation."
Mu Xiaoji's eyes were bloodshot due to anger. At this moment, he was like a wild beast that fought back madly after being injured.
He bent down and picked up the marriage certificate from the ground, and held it tightly with both hands, as if holding their broken love.
"You have wanted to leave me many times, but today I will fulfill your wish."
As he said this, he pulled hard with both hands, and the marriage certificate made a crisp "hiss" sound and was torn into two pieces.
Seeing this, Jiang Chengyu rushed forward desperately, holding Mu Xiaoji's hands tightly with both hands, and begged: "Xiaoji, please don't tear it; it's not what you think. Listen to my explanation."
"I don't want to listen to your sweet words and eloquent lies. I only believe what I see with my own eyes."
Mu Xiaoji struggled to break free from Jiang Chengyu's hand and threw the two halves of the marriage certificate into the air. The fragments fell like snowflakes.
At this time, Mu Huiying and Dean Guo were awakened by the noise in the next room. They sat up sleepily, looked at each other, put on their slippers in a hurry, and opened the door.
The two of them walked straight towards the master bedroom in the direction of the sound. Before they reached the door, they heard Mu Xiaoji's angry roar.
They pushed open the bedroom door and were stunned by the scene in front of them: Mu Xiaoji kicked Jiang Chengyu again, and Jiang Chengyu's body flew out lightly like a fallen leaf blown by the wind and hit the coffee table.
In an instant, the coffee table shattered under the huge impact force, and fragments of wooden boards and stone table tops flew everywhere.
Jiang Chengyu ignored the pain in his body, struggled to get up from the ground, and staggered towards Mu Xiaoji.
His face was full of tears and helplessness, and his clothes were in disarray. With tears streaming down his face, he crawled to Mu Xiaoji's feet, fumbling with his hands on the ground in a panic, trying to pick up the pieces of the marriage certificate that had been shattered into pieces, as if these pieces were the last glimmer of hope for their love.
Mu Xiaoji looked at the man in front of him whom he once loved terribly, but now felt that he was so strange and hypocritical.
He turned his head to look at the painting on the wall that once symbolized their sweet and warm love. The two people in the picture were smiling brightly and full of happiness, but now it has become the biggest irony.
He resolutely stretched out his hand and pulled hard, and the painting fell off the wall with a crisp "crash" sound.
Jiang Chengyu looked at the picture of the two of them that Alice had taken on the wall in panic. He stood up suddenly and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Xiao Ji, don't."
He rushed towards Mu Xiaoji regardless of everything, knocked him down, and then opened his hand that had smashed the painting.
The painting fell to the ground in a sad and miserable manner, and Jiang Chengyu took the opportunity to roll up the painting with his palm power.
He looked at Mu Xiaoji who was being held down by him, his eyes full of affection and reluctance, and said with a choked voice: "Xiaoji, take care of yourself from now on."
As he spoke, a hot tear slid down his cheek and dripped onto Mu Xiaoji's face.
Then, he rolled over, picked up the scroll, and ran towards the window without looking back. Amid the exclamations of Mu Xiaoji and the others, he smashed the glass and disappeared into the night.
Mu Xiaoji suddenly stood up from the ground and watched Jiang Chengyu, in his pajamas, barefoot, smashing the glass and leaving, leaving only broken glass shards on the ground that flickered coldly in the moonlight.
Mu Xiaoji hurried to the window and looked, but the little monster had disappeared.
Mu Huiying and Dean Guo looked at Mu Xiaoji nervously and shouted hurriedly, "Xiaoji, come back." However, the only response they got was the endless night and the whistling wind.
Mu Xiaoji stood at the window and slowly turned around to look at the bedroom. The room was in a mess.
Scattered on the ground were fragments of the marriage certificate, broken boxes, the black VIP card given to him by Mr. Cedric, and the keys to the Land Rover Range Rover that he had given him.
These objects seemed to be telling how their former love was shattered and vanished overnight.
His legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground, tears pouring out like a flood, drowning all his reason and strength, leaving behind only a heart full of pain and despair that spread alone in the silent night.