“…”

It doesn't matter... I'll never see you again.

Mo Huantong's eyes were blank and completely lost her direction. She had never thought about it since she walked into prison, nor did she think about it in the future. She felt that she would never come out again...

Where can she go?

Mo Huantong opened her eyes and closed her eyes. At this time, she really walked into a dead end and couldn't get out of no matter what. She was struggling and liberation every day, without looking back or moving forward...

She really wants to force herself to death.

Meng Shaoling stared at her tear-covered face, and it was still difficult to get down in her chest in one breath.

When he learned that Song Enning was dead, he rushed to Bordeaux, France. The news from the base said that she died to save a woman, and before her death... she left nothing behind.

Song Enning has been undercover at the base for so many years and has a lot of important information in her hands. Could it be that just because he and another woman had sex in the fitting room that she didn't give him any information?

Maybe she had betrayed him and gave it to someone else.

Or was it given to the woman she saved?

Meng Shaoling found it funny. It was not that he was not sad. He just didn't understand what Song Enning thought. They had been together for so many years and had already had **********. He just had a scene with other women. Why couldn't she accept it?

Compared to the power they are striving for, these are nothing at all.

He regretted letting her be an undercover agent. If he had known that she would be so impulsive, it would be better not to waste time from the beginning!

Meng Shaoling seemed to see Song Enning's shadow in Mo Huantong. He thought she was even more stupid than Song Enning. Why was she so stupid? Since she couldn't accept it, she would completely forget it. Why should she endure the discomfort and torture herself to death?

There is absolutely no need.

He couldn't understand why Song Enning chose to die, he felt that it was her revenge on him.

The most ruthless revenge.

Mo Huantong leaned completely against the railing. Meng Shaoling took a step forward and held her shoulder with both hands. He leaned very close to her, almost touching the tip of her nose. I don’t know whether to tell her or someone, “He doesn’t love you, you don’t need to treat yourself like this again. Forgot to go over and look back at him, live just for yourself in the future, and don’t be stupid anymore.”

Mo Huantong lowered her head slightly, and her shoulders trembled with sobbing. She turned a deaf ear to her eyes. Meng Shaoling's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and she shouted as if she was her own voice, "When will you be stupid? He doesn't love you at all!"

"Go away!"

Mo Huantong waved him away with force, fell out and was pulled back, his mind full of what Mo Beiyan had said, and every word hit her heart hard. Mo Huantong hugged her head with both hands and suddenly knelt down, "Ah——"

She roared and exuded, her voice shrill and desperate.

Mo Huantong bent her upper body deeply and knocked her forehead against the cold ground.

The ground under her feet was shaking, Meng Shaoling's eyes were stinging. He squatted down, hugged her waist and carried her into his arms. Mo Huantong struggled hard, and the man pressed her head, "It's okay, it's all over. From now on, live well, stand up, and I will help you."

Mo Huantong cried bitterly, and the crying drifted with the wind, floating to the place where she once thought it was home...

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Chapter completed!