d of ability.""If you don't want money, look at me."As the medicine took effect, Tang Yingying gazed at Shen Lue with sultry eyes, her body writhing enticingly. "Handsome, there are only the two of us...Fu Lingxiao fell silent upon hearing this.

The brilliant light fell upon his chiseled features, clearly outlining his facial features, making those eyes even more striking - dark and deep, unfathomable.

Shen Yue didn't speak, his tall figure standing straight there.

A chill hung between them, a palpable cold that made the air thick with an eerie and unsettling tension.

After a long while, Fu Lingxiao finally opened his mouth heavily.

He looked at Shen Lue with a cold expression, his deep eyes unreadable. “You and I, make a man’s promise to each other…”

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Inside a barbecue restaurant.

Mu Xingjian had eaten almost enough. He said to Shen Qiong and Qian Fei, “I have something else to do this afternoon, so I won’t be with you.”

"What are you busy with Jiang Yan said that all the work on your hands is done, so you must be busy going back to accompany that clingy big shot! Gu Dabao, don't be so frivolous with love and light with friends!"

"Qian Fei said, giving Shen Qiong a knowing look."

Shen Qiong had finally managed to get together with Mu Xing, and naturally, she didn't want to part so soon. She agreed, "Let's go back later. We rarely get to hang out like this, okay, Mu Xing"

Mu Xing smiled and took out a card from her bag. "I really have something to do, so as an apology, I'll cover all your expenses today."

Qian Fei could tell that Mu Xing was indeed unwell, so she didn't insist on keeping him.

Not politely taking the card, he hugged Shen Qiong's shoulder and said, "Since Gu Dabaobao said so, Shen Qiong, let's go all out today and make this little rich girl bleed!"

Shen Qiong nodded and smiled, "Just wait for an information bombardment!"

Looking at the two smiling happily, Mu Xing's eyes welled up, she lightly twitched the corner of her lips, picked up her bag and stood up, saying: "Let's go."

After leaving the barbecue restaurant, the three parted ways. Qian Xi sat on Shen Qiong's motorcycle and rode away.

Mu Xing blinked, suppressing the sourness in her eyes, and hailed a taxi.

She bought thirteen dummy props and transported them to the Mu family's home. A man wearing glasses, looking dusty and weary, was already waiting at the door.

It was the psychiatrist who had taken a leave of absence to see a doctor for a psychological condition.

After returning to the imperial capital, Mu Xing urged him to come over and help every day three times, and finally he was persuaded.

Mù Xīng found the key she had hidden in the flowerbed outside the door. She opened the door, holding a fake doll prop, and walked inside. The psychiatrist immediately helped out upon seeing this.

Two people moved all the props, mannequins, into the house. Mu Xing locked the door and, according to memory, arranged the prop dummies in the same positions as their family members were unconscious on the day of the fire.

I told the psychotherapist the details of hypnosis, she drew all the curtains, lit a fire, and took a deep breath, “Let’s begin!”

The fire in the living room crackled and danced, its flames spreading across the hearth. Mu Xing watched them, her mind echoing with the psychologist's murmured words.

Under the dual influence, her consciousness gradually blurred from an instinctive rejection, and in a daze, her vision suddenly darkened.

It felt like entering a tunnel, dark and suffocating, endless.

Mu Xing ran desperately forward, not knowing how long she had run. In the distance, a light finally appeared. As if sensing something, she stopped and hesitated for a moment before gathering her courage to walk over and reach out to touch it.

A sudden burst of blinding light erupted, the ground beneath her vanished in an instant, as if she were falling from a great height. The feeling of weightlessness disappeared after a fleeting moment, and her vision returned.

Mu Xing narrowed her eyes and found herself lying on the floor of the living room.

A thick fog filled the air, and faintly visible was a tall, black figure walking away.

Murderer!

He is the murderer!

The thought flashed through her mind, and Mu Xing wanted to get up and chase after it, but a hand suddenly covered her mouth, pressing her down on the ground.

Then, a pale face appeared before them.

Mu Xing's heart trembled violently, tears welling up in her eyes instantly, "Mommy..."

In her tear-blurred vision, she saw Mommy shaking her head, signaling her not to move. She obediently nodded and stretched out her short little arms, tightly hugging Mommy.

Soon, the black figure walked out of the living room. Mommy propped up her frail body and hugged her, staggering to the bathroom. She put her in the bathtub and turned on the water.

The frail one lay at the edge of the bathtub, gently stroking her little face and smiling softly to comfort her: "Baby don't be afraid, Mommy's here."

At that moment, a black shadow suddenly loomed over, a big hand grabbed Mommy's head and pushed her fiercely into the water!

"Mommy! Let go of my mommy!"

At this moment, Mu Xing forgot she was in a hypnotic state. All she thought about was saving her mommy. She grabbed that hand and bit down hard.

She was suddenly grabbed by the throat and pulled away, thrown violently to the ground. Dazed, she crawled over, clutching at the person's calf with all her might, trying desperately to pull them off.

The next second, she was kicked away again.

She again wanted to crawl over and save Mommy, but the man suddenly turned his head and looked at her coldly.

Facing that cold countenance, Mu Xing was struck by lightning in an instant. Her whole being was pinned there by his eyes, which were filled with murderous intent. She stared at him in disbelief, despair rising inch by inch from her heart, engulfing her.

Tears streamed down her face, large and heavy.

How could it be him!

Why would it be him!

Why!

"Is it solved"

A male voice suddenly came, footsteps stopping at the bathroom door. It was clearly another killer, "How is there a little one You could take it back. The lab just needs an experimental subject."

The man standing by the bathtub looked at Mu Xing coldly for a few seconds, walked up to her, and lifted her off the ground.

"Let me go! Don't touch me!"

My heart felt like it was pierced by a sharp knife, ripped open, pain so intense it was bleeding.

"Why are you doing this to me! I hate you! I hate you!"

Mu Xing collapsed and roared from waking up from hypnosis, tears streaming down her face.

At this moment of returning to reality, the pain was even more excruciating, tearing her soul apart. She curled herself into a ball, huddled on the ground, biting her arm, trembling helplessly, like a dying animal.

In the psychologist's eyes, the leader was cold and powerful. He had never seen her like this before, wanting to comfort her but not knowing where to begin.

The curtains were still ablaze, he grabbed a fire extinguisher to put out the flames and returned to silently stand beside Mu Xing.

The faint glow of the moon streamed into the dark living room.

Unknowingly, it has already reached late at night.

The girl, curled up motionless on the ground, finally awoke like a dream. She slowly got up from the ground, wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, picked up her bag, and staggered out.

That fragile and helpless look, as if a gentle breeze could shatter her whole being.

The psychologist looked at her with concern, reaching out to comfort her, but she silently rejected his touch.

It wasn't until they walked out of the villa that Mu Xing, her voice hoarse, spoke up: "Keep today's events a secret."

"Doctor Zheng nodded, "Don't worry, Leader."

Mu Xing slowly walked away, and the psychologist nervously followed up, "Leader, may I walk you back"

Unable to get a response, he could only stop his steps and watch the petite figure gradually disappear into the night.

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