His eyes hit the man in a straight face.

Mu Bailiang was wearing a pure white suit, solemn and formal, with a small white flower on his upper right arm, and stared at her with his hands behind his back.

Tong Ran held his hands against the edge of the table, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in her palm. She tried her best to calm down and her tone was as stable as possible. "You brought me here early in the morning, just let me see these?"

"Do you understand?" Mu Bailiang asked repeatedly, his face gloomy and swept across her body, "If I understand, I think you should understand me."

"Li Qin is your younger brother," Tong Ran said directly, "So you hate me and Mo Nanjue, right?"

"He is not called Li Qin, he is called Mu Baiyi."

Tong Ran frowned, "You want to avenge him, but if he knows in another world, do you think he will let you hurt Mo Nanjue?"

"It's Mo Nanjue, I'm sorry for him!" Mu Bailiang smiled coldly, full of mockery, "If it weren't for Mo Nanjue, he wouldn't have died. What could he get in exchange for when he gave everything for Mo Nanjue? He was dead without a complete corpse!"

"That's not Mo Nanjue's fault!" Tong Ran raised his eyes and looked at him, "Mo Nanjue never wanted something wrong with Li Qin. He valued him very much. He hoped that he could live a good life and get married..."

"Get a family? Can you accept the person you love tell you to start a family?"

Mu Bailiang clenched his hands tightly, "Do you know how Xiaoyi begged me at that time? Mu Fei had the right to inherit, but he gave up everything. Later, Mo Nanjue was able to stand up and he would go back to the United States to find you as soon as possible..."

"He wants to go back with him, and I beg him to stay in England, but he refuses to let me not send anyone to follow him, and not disturb Monaj's life..."

"He said that he still wanted to follow Mo Nanjue. He was Li Qin, not Mu Baiyi. That was the life he wanted. He wanted his young master!"

Mu Bailiang said and sneered again. His pupils contracted and hatred was already swelling. "Is this his young master? Let him die without a burial place. This is the man he swears to follow to death? It's not worth it...Mo Nanjue is not worth his efforts at all!"

"This is not something you can judge. Only Li Qin knows whether it is worth it or not," Tong Ran suppressed the shock in his heart and took a deep breath and said, "He would not want you to be like this. If Li Qin is still alive..."

"No if! He is dead, and was killed by the man he entrusted to death," Mu Bailiang's shoulders trembled, and he stepped forward, "He can never survive again, but Mo Nanjue has a woman and a son. Why? Doesn't he need to pay for the mistake he made?"

"It wasn't Mo Nanjue who killed him..."

"Of course!" Mu Bailiang gritted his teeth and moved his eyes to the hanging photos. He said in a sad tone, "Do you know what day it is?"

Tong Ran frowned, and a little chill came from behind. Mu Bailiang stared at the photo and said after a long time, "Today is my mother's death day."

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Tong Ran was stunned, his mother?

She thought it was related to Li Qin...

"My mother is Chinese. She is very beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and the person I respect the most in my life." Mu Bailiang said, and his tone suddenly turned cold and he looked at her coldly, "But she passed away early. Do you know how she died?"

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Chapter completed!