CHAPTER 508: CHAPTER 508: I’M NOT WORTHY OF YOU ANYMORE

Pei Yuexuan was drinking coffee when, startled by Mu Yunlie’s polite tone, he sprayed out a mouthful of coffee.

"I have time! Just say the word."

"Please go to the Royal Palace and bring Princess Chu Hua to my place."

"Sure! No problem!"

"Thank you for your trouble."

"No trouble at all," Pei Yuexuan hurriedly said.

He could guess that Madam must have been beside the Mu Yunlie, which was why he spoke to him so courteously.

Although he always hoped that Mu Yunlie would treat him more tenderly,

Mu Yunlie’s sudden change of attitude made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Realizing his own "cheap" mentality, Pei Yuexuan felt a rush of sorrow.

o(╥﹏╥)o He must have been poisoned too deeply by Mu Yunlie to have become like this.

It was too tragic!

After Mu Yunlie hung up the call, he sent a message to Mu Huaner to come back.

Then he said to Yan Qianyi, "Deputy Officer Pei happens to be free, he’ll go to pick up Yan Chuhua now, and I’ve also contacted little aunt."

Yan Qianyi nodded.

"I’ve already done as you said, so why the frown?" Mu Yunlie asked.

Yan Qianyi was twisting the blanket in her hands and said pensively, "If... the outcome isn’t what you firmly believe, how will you handle it?"

"There are no ifs," said Mu Yunlie with conviction.

Yan Qianyi looked at him, "I want you to answer me."

She didn’t have as much faith in Mu Huaner as Mu Yunlie did.

Despite Mu Huaner’s willingness to undergo hypnosis,

she didn’t know where Mu Huaner found the courage.

"If it really was her who instigated Xu Zhiqiang, according to the law, whatever should be done will be done," Mu Yunlie declared.

"But she’s a relative you care deeply for, can you bear to do it?"

Mu Yunlie frowned, took Yan Qianyi’s blanket-twisting hands into his, and said, "Even if the person she attempted to harm wasn’t your mother—had it been someone else, I would still never cover up for her. Your doubt in me makes me very sad."

Yan Qianyi pouted slightly, "But I still feel that you are so decisive in your answer because you are convinced in your heart that your little aunt is innocent. Everyone has a heart of flesh; if it were my brother, I probably couldn’t make a decision that puts righteousness before family."

"Indeed, I admit that my decisiveness in giving you an answer is because I believe in my little aunt. However, Qianyi, if the outcome truly is as you say, even if I will struggle in agony, in the end, I will definitely stand by your side, because now, you are the person closest to me, and the mother of my child."

As Mu Yunlie spoke, he gently placed his hand on Yan Qianyi’s abdomen, "After the wedding is held and the baby is born, we will truly be an inseparable family."

Looking into Mu Yunlie’s affectionate eyes, Yan Qianyi said guiltily, "The way you put it... I feel like I don’t even deserve you."

"Ha-ha-ha..." Mu Yunlie suddenly burst into laughter, cupped her face with both hands, and gently rubbed, "Silly girl, meeting you is the luck of my three lifetimes."

Before meeting Yan Qianyi, Mu Yunlie thought he was immune to love.

For twenty-seven years, he had never felt affection for any girl.

Even whether a woman was beautiful or ugly seemed the same to him; he couldn’t distinguish.

He thought he might stay lonely for his entire life.

But then he met her and experienced the taste of love.

That heart, which always remained serene without a ripple, was now moved by her, undulating because of her.

So it turns out that loving someone is such a wonderful thing, even if there might be some painful processes, it’s still worth cherishing.

Mu Huaner had just left when she received a message from Mu Yunlie’s estate and immediately turned back.

Pei Yuexuan quickly brought Yan Chuhua over as well.

One by one, they arrived at the upstairs living room, and once they were all there, Mu Yunlie brought Yan Qianyi out.

Seeing Yan Qianyi’s pale and haggard face, and being held by Mu Yunlie, Yan Chuhua asked, "Qianyi, what’s wrong with you?"

Yan Qianyi smiled at Yan Chuhua, "It’s nothing, just feeling a bit unwell. I’ll be fine in a few days."

Her friends did not know what had happened last night.

Mu Yunlie gently placed Yan Qianyi on the sofa.

Mu Huaner stood by, silent, feeling a bit guilty for not stopping Mu Lingling in time last night.

Last night, Ah Lie rushed to the hospital upon hearing the news, and he nearly went mad when he heard that the child couldn’t be saved.

She couldn’t bear to imagine that if Yan Qianyi had really miscarried, Ah Lie might truly have killed Lingling in a fit of rage.

Another tragedy would have occurred in the Mu Family.

So now, all she hoped for was for Yan Qianyi’s baby to survive.

Because the Mu Family couldn’t withstand any more blows.

After Yan Qianyi was seated, Mu Yunlie fetched a blanket to cover her legs.

"You were bouncing around the day before yesterday, how did it come to this?" Yan Chuhua hurriedly sat next to Yan Qianyi, her eyes moist, "Is my godson really okay? Qianyi, don’t lie to me, have you asked the Masked Divine Doctor to take a look?"

Yan Qianyi gently patted her hand, "It’s really okay, don’t worry. This godmother just needs to get the red envelope ready."

"That’s a relief."

"I’ve sent you messages about the situation. You used up a lot of spiritual power at the Mu Family’s place the day before yesterday. Have you recovered today?"

Overexertion of spiritual power can leave a person very tired and unable to use their special abilities.

"Recovered. I went back and slept like the dead, feeling much better now."

Yan Qianyi looked towards Mu Huaner, "Then... let’s begin."

Mu Huaner nodded, "I’m ready."

Yan Qianyi began to feel nervous, as Mu Huaner seemed too calm and composed; it didn’t seem like her doing.

Only a person with a very strong willpower can maintain control over their consciousness while under hypnosis, and avoid revealing their secrets when questioned.

She couldn’t help thinking, could Mu Huaner be such a person?

"Then please look into my eyes," Yan Chuhua said to Mu Huaner.

Mu Huaner’s gaze fell upon Yan Chuhua’s azure eyes, and she was quickly hypnotized by her.

"Mu Huaner, two years ago, did you instruct Xu Zhiqiang to tamper with Shu Meng’s car?" Yan Chuhua asked.

Yan Qianyi had sent the questions she wanted to ask to Yan Chuhua’s personal system beforehand.

At that moment, Yan Chuhua stared intently at Mu Huaner. Mu Huaner, with her eyes unfocused and a vacant expression, replied, "I did not."

Yan Chuhua glanced at Yan Qianyi and tried a different approach, "Then, have you ever taken revenge on Shu Meng?"

"I have harbored resentment in my heart, but I did not," Mu Huaner said.

Yan Qianyi’s frown deepened.

If it wasn’t Mu Huaner, then who could it be?

With the only suspect now cleared of suspicion, how should she find the murderer? How could she avenge her mother?

Mu Yunlie sat beside them, completely calm. Mu Huaner’s responses were all within his expectations.