Feng Lingxue ran over, pulling Mu Mu into her arms.
Mu Mu's body was warm and soft. Just like before, she would hug Mu Mu to sleep every night and sing nursery rhymes to her.
It was really Mu Mu.
It was her Mu Mu.
Hot tears streamed down her cheeks once again. Feng Lingxue kissed Mu Mu's soft hair. "Mu Mu, Mu Mu … Mommy misses you so much … I'm going crazy …"
How long had it been?
Almost a year.
It had really been a year.
She had been separated from Mu Mu for a year.
She had thought that she would never see Mu Mu again.
Mu Mu stretched her arms out, hugging Feng Lingxue. "Mommy, Mu Mu misses you too … Mu Mu misses Mommy …
"Mommy is crying again, Mommy, don't cry … Mu Mu's heart aches, Mu Mu, give Mommy a kiss …"
Mu Mu cupped Feng Lingxue's face, standing on her tiptoes to give her a gentle kiss.
Feng Lingxue was crying and laughing at the same time. "Mu Mu, Mommy will protect you well from now on. No one will ever separate us again!"
At this moment, Xuan Mu walked over, grasping Feng Lingxue's slender arms and pulling her up. "Lingxue, I've raised Mu Mu for you, I've provided her with good food and drinks. Shouldn't you thank me?"
With that, Xuan Mu caressed Feng Lingxue's face.
"Get lost, don't touch me!" Feng Lingxue pushed Xuan Mu away forcefully.
"Bad uncle, don't bully my Mommy!" Mu Mu quickly stood in front of Feng Lingxue to protect her.
Xuan Mu looked at Mu Mu. Mu Mu had inherited Feng Lingxue's beauty, she was already a beauty at the age of three.
She was very brave, seeing that Mommy was being bullied, she quickly stood in front of her.
Mu Mu had a pair of emerald eyes that were crystal clear. They looked like someone else's eyes.
Xuan Mu's expression instantly turned malevolent. This little b * stard!
He shot a look at one of his subordinates and the subordinate quickly stepped forward, pulling Mu Mu away.
"Don't touch Mu Mu, let go of my Mu Mu!"
Feng Lingxue wanted to hug Mu Mu, but Xuan Mu held her back, pulling her into his embrace. "Lingxue, Xuan Ying is already dead, there's no one to protect you anymore. You have to serve me well in the future, then you and your daughter will have a good life!"
Xuan Ying!
Hearing this name, Feng Lingxue's heart ached and tears welled up in her eyes again.
"Let's go and have some fun with me now!"
Xuan Mu pushed and carried Feng Lingxue into the room.
"Let go of my mommy. Don't bully my mommy!"
Mu Mu screamed. She wanted to protect her mommy, but the underling was holding her back. She was only three years old and couldn't withstand the strength of an adult.
She quickly opened her mouth and bit the underling's hand.
"Ah!" The underling screamed. "Little bastard, are you looking for a beating?"
The underling raised his hand and slapped Mu Mu's face.
Mu Mu wasn't dumb. She jumped away agilely and covered her face with her hands.
However, the pain he expected did not come.
Mu Mu let go of his hand and looked up.
A swift and fierce palm had already reached over and grabbed that subordinate's wrist.
"Kacha!" The subordinate's wrist was broken.
"Ah!"
The subordinate screamed and fell to the carpet.
Behind him, the tall and straight figure was revealed.
"Wow." Mu Mu's black, glassy eyes widened as she looked at the tall uncle in front of her in awe. Uncle was so cool!
Xuan Ying had arrived.
Xuan Ying wasn't dead. He was holding Feng Lingxue's hand just now and the tip of the knife had deviated slightly, missing his heart.
But he was covered in blood and his face was pale. He was in bad shape.
Xuan Ying lowered his eyes to look at the little girl who was only at his feet. Mu Mu was as pretty as a doll. One look and he could tell that she was Feng Lingxue's daughter.
His heart softened. He didn't know why, but he fell in love with this little girl at first sight.
He raised his bloodied hand, wanting to touch Mu Mu's face.
However, he paused again.
He had no right to touch her daughter.
He suddenly remembered that he wasn't wearing the silver mask. The mask had cracked, revealing the right side of his hideous face.
He must be hideous right now.
He would frighten this little girl.
He retracted his hand and his lips curved into a self-deprecating smile.
"Uncle." At this moment, he heard a childish voice. Mu Mu pounced over, hugging his muscular calf. "Uncle, you're so cool. You're as cool as my Daddy!"
Mu Mu didn't have a Daddy, but in her mind, her Daddy was just as tall and brave as this Uncle.
Xuan Ying froze, looking at the little girl hugging his leg in disbelief. "Aren't you … afraid of me? I'm … ugly. "
Mu Mu tilted her head. "Uncle, what's wrong with the right side of your face? Are you sick?"
With that, she stretched out her hand, covering the right side of Xuan Ying's face. "Hehe, Uncle is so handsome. You're as handsome as my Daddy!"
The corners of Xuan Ying's lips curved upwards. She was such a good child. A year of imprisonment didn't make her timid or weak. Instead, she had become even more cheerful and brave in the face of adversity.
She was like a blade of grass that grew against the wind, extremely tenacious.
Bending down, Xuan Ying picked Mu Mu up in his arms.
"Master …" Ah Zhou quickly said. Master's current condition wasn't suitable for him to carry a child.
Xuan Ying ignored him, lifting Mu Mu up into his arms.
Turning around, he looked ahead. Along the corridor, Xuan Mu was still carrying Feng Lingxue into the room.
He moved his thin lips and said, "Xuan Mu."
Xuan Mu, who was in front, froze.
What did he just hear?
Why did it sound like … Xuan Ying's voice?
Shit！
What the hell!
Wasn't Xuan Ying dead?
Xuan Mu slowly turned his head, but in the next second, he froze on the spot.
In front of them, Xuan Ying stood tall and straight. He was covered in blood, his handsome features cold and pale. He carried Little Mu Mu easily with one arm, looking like the King of Hell who had just returned from the depths of hell.
Behind him was Ah Zhou, followed by the army in black uniforms. Everyone had guns at their waists, ready to fight.
And Xuan Ying was the leader of this army.
"Oh my god." Xuan Mu was stunned.
Feng Lingxue saw it too. Her pupils contracted as she stared at the bloodied figure. He … he wasn't dead.
He wasn't dead.
Feng Lingxue bit down on her lower lip with her white teeth, crying and laughing at the same time.
"You're not dead?" Xuan Mu was shocked.
Xuan Ying stretched out his hand, pulling out a gun. He aimed the gun barrel at Xuan Mu's head and laughed. "You and your father aren't dead yet, how would I dare to die?"
Xuan Mu was stunned. He suddenly realised that Xuan Ying was playing along.
No, he wasn't.
Maybe Xuan Ying was taking a gamble.
He was gambling with his life.
The car exploded, the knife stabbed into his heart. If there had been even the slightest mistake, he wouldn't be standing here anymore.
Actually, there were many ways to save Mu Mu, but he had used everything he had, even risking his life, to ensure Mu Mu's safe return.
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