Mu Donglin watched as Peter took Li Beinian away. He wanted to follow them, but before he could, he found himself stuck on-the-spot.
He turned to look in the direction in which the Maybach had driven off. At a will, Mu Donglin seemed to have caught up with the car.
He could see the other Mu Donglin in the car. The man seemed cold and void of expression.
He drove steadily and shortly after, a call came through his cell phone.
The caller ID reflected on the screen was very familiar. It read: Kerou.
Mu Donglin picked up the call. A voice came over the car’s speaker. It was Lin Kerou’s gentle and sugary sweet voice. “Brother Donglin, where are you? I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. If you’re not coming, I’m going to bed!”
One was able to easily tell from the girl’s coquettish and dainty voice, that she lived a happy and blissful life.
When Mu Donglin heard Lin Kerou’s voice, his expression softened.
The Mu Donglin in the backseat heard him say, “Silly girl, it’s late. Don’t wait for me. Go to sleep and I’ll be there later. Be good.”
Mu Donglin in the backseat was stunned.
Even he had never heard himself speak so gently before. How could the Mu Donglin he was observing now speak to Lin Kerou in this manner?
Impossible.
It was impossible for him to speak to Lin Kerou like this. It was impossible!
The woman’s soft and coquettish voice was still coming over the car speaker, “I can’t sleep without you by my side. When are you coming home?”
Lin Kerou said “coming home”.
This meant that Mu Donglin lived with her.
Mu Donglin’s heart skipped a beat. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Li Beinian, who was writhing in pain on the ground.
She was blood-drenched and in a state of semi-consciousness. On the other hand, Lin Kerou was enjoying all of Mu Donglin’s tenderness and sweet-nothings.
Furthermore, judging from the situation, it seemed that Li Beinian was Mu Donglin’s wife. Since they were husband and wife, why was he entangled with Lin Kerou?
Mu Donglin in the backseat instinctively did not want to believe this scene. He thought to himself, “This must be a dream.”
Dreams were the opposite.
As though he had convinced himself, Mu Donglin looked up at the road ahead.
The Maybach slowly pulled to a stop as it entered the courtyard of a villa in the city center.
This villa was a quiet haven in the midst of a bustling city. It had excellent location and was worth almost a billion yuan.
Mu Donglin had many properties under his name, but this was his favorite villa and he had been living here for a long time.
The Mu Donglin driving the Maybach turned off the car engine. As he approached the door, it opened from the inside.
Lin Kerou was as delicate and gentle as ever, but this version of her was more vibrant, plumper, and more lively than the Lin Kerou that he knew.
She pounced on Mu Donglin and shouted, “Why did you take so long? I’ve been waiting for you!”
The man took Lin Kerou in his arms, shut the door, and kissed her.
After being passionately entangled for some time, Lin Kerou stopped him and said, “It’s your birthday today. Come, happy birthday. I made you a cake!”
The invisible Mu Donglin could not watch them anymore, for when he looked at them, he was reminded of Li Beinian again.
With that thought, he arrived in a dark and damp room in a flash.
In the tiny room, there were scurrying rats and cockroaches crawling around.
The unconscious woman woke up and wanted to scream when she saw the rats and cockroaches. However, she could only let out an unpleasant howl as blood spewed out of her mouth.