Capítulo 46: Tragic
Editor: Atlas Studios
Secretary Wu left, and Mu Chuqing took in a deep breath. The hand on her lips was tightly clenched with such an unusual amount of strength, her knuckles were all white.
"Mu Chuqing, tell me, I really don't know what to say to you anymore. In front of me, you will forever be so tragic and pitiful. Looks like three years ago, I've wasted quite a lot of energy for nothing. Having a miscarriage really isn't easy, but thankfully, the child in your belly is gone too…"
Chang Chu's smug face once again appeared in her mind. Pain flashed in Mu Chuqing's eyes, and her body staggered a little. She supported herself against the desk with one hand, while another clenched onto her chest. She felt suffocated as her chest tightened, and she was starting to feel breathless. It was too painful for her heart to bear…
She panted heavily. The large crystal clear tears slid across her pale face and splashed onto the table. "Child, my child…"
Her entire being was emanating sorrow!
For four years, she had been forcing herself not to think about this incident. Only this incident was too unbearable for her.
Chang Chu!!
Mu Chuqing's eyes couldn't hide her hatred. She clenched her teeth tightly and swallowed twice with difficulty, as she desperately tried to control her anger and grief. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. Then, she straightened her body, picked up the invitation card on her desk, hatred burst out from her eyes.
She picked up the phone. "Yian, accompany me next Wednesday!"
"…Ok!"
"Thank you!"
Gu Yian stayed silent only for a second. He glanced at the invitation card in his hand and agreed to Mu Chuqing.
As long as it was something she wanted to do, he will always support her.
Mu Chuqing did not say anything more to him. After thanking him, she hung up the phone.
Mu Chuqing let out a long sigh. She walked into the private washroom in her office. She turned on the tap and put her hands under the flowing water. The ice-cold water flowed through her slender fingers, and coolness stimulated all her senses. She laughed coldly for a little, scooped the ice-cold water, and splashed it onto her face repeatedly.
On her office desk, two joyful-looking invitations sat there quietly.
One was the engagement invitation Chang Chu gave her on the day she returned to China.
The other was given to her by someone she met downstairs at her office building.
She recognized that person as Sheng Zhengyu's most trusted person. It was Sheng Zhengyu's assistant, Sheng Lin, who had stayed by his side all the time, and even followed Sheng Zhengyu as his butler and stayed by him after he retired.
The moment she saw him, she was a little surprised and confused too.
Back then, in the Sheng Family, Sheng Zhengyu was the only one who treated her wholeheartedly and honestly. Although she hated the Sheng Family, she still respected Sheng Zhengyu. She was never someone who would lash out her anger on someone innocent.
Sheng Lin's age was about the same as Sheng Zhengyu's. Looking at him now, his hair was already white, and time had clearly made its mark on his face too.
When he saw her, he respectfully bowed. "Young Mistress, long time no see!"
Mu Chuqing gave a polite and perfunctory smile. "Uncle Sheng, I'm not some young mistress."
Sheng Lin looked at her deeply, then at Gu Yian, who was standing behind Mu Chuqing. Similarly, he bowed humbly and said, "Young Master Gu, Old Master had always wanted to have tea with you over a chess game. If you have the time, please do visit him!"
A light smile splayed across Gu Yian's gentle and warm face. He nodded. "I definitely will!"
Sheng Lin squinted and smiled. He took out two invitation cards from his pocket. He handed one over to Gu Yian, then another to Mu Chuqing.
"I didn't expect to find the two of you together. Old Master personally entrusted me to pass these two invitation cards to you two. Please do accept them."
Mu Chuqing didn't even look at it. "Uncle Sheng, if this is your Young Master and Chang Chu's engagement invitation, I've already received it…"
Sheng Lin shook his head. "Next Wednesday is Madam's birthday!"
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