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Chapter 1151 The second time, imprisoned

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    Chapter 1151 The second time, imprisoned

    In the whole house, apart from the two of them, there were only two children below. Mu Qingyan couldn't get rid of him, so she turned around and wanted to shout "Tongtong".

    He reached out to cover her mouth, and when she was struggling and whimpering, he struck her neck with a hand knife.

    Mu Qingyan fainted instantly and fell into his arms.

    Mo Yuchen's illness was coming, and it was coming fiercely. Those things dormant in the darkest corners of his heart spewed out, and the blood flowing with him was screaming all the time.

    He didn¡¯t suppress anything, didn¡¯t take medicine, and just let it go.

    Like seven years ago, when she broke up with him and just wanted to leave him, the only thing he wanted to do was to detain her in a place where only he could see her, so that she could only belong to him.

    Mo Yuchen knew that this was a disease that could not be cured in his lifetime.

    For her, he once suppressed himself and locked those dark thoughts deep in his heart, but he found that if the result of this was to see her move away step by step, why should he learn to tolerate it.

    If you want to get something, plunder it, possess it, and hold it tightly in your hands.

    This is a thought that he has never changed since he was a child.

    It will never change.

    He is a patient, an incurable patient.

    At the end of the stairs in the secret passage, there is a bedroom-sized room with a bed and a table.

    Mo Yuchen put Mu Qingyan on the bed, carefully took off her shoes, covered her with a quilt, and took a shackle.

    There is a silver chain attached to the shackles. The chain is not long, but it is enough to allow her to move freely in this room.

    Two cuffs were cuffed on one side to the pillar at the end of the bed, and on the other side to her slender and white ankles.

    After completing these actions, Mo Yuchen quietly returned to his room.

    Downstairs, Mo Zhitong was making milk powder for Tangtang, unaware of what was happening above.

    He looked at the steps for preparing milk powder that he found on his mobile phone. He saw that the steps were very steady. He took a spoon and poured the milk powder from the can into the bottle without spilling it.

    Immediately afterwards, he handed the warm milk to his sister's hand. Tangtang took it and drank it happily.

    Mo Zhitong was just about to say something to Tangtang when she caught a glimpse of her father coming down from the stairs. She closed her mouth and turned to look at him.

    Glancing behind her father, Mo Zhitong said in confusion: "Where is mom? She went up to find you."

    "Well, she stayed for a few minutes and left if she had something to do."

    gone?

    impossible.

    "Where are you going? I didn't see mom leave." Mo Zhitong looked up at her dad with confusion on her face.

    "That's because you didn't see it. She is in a hurry."

    Mo Zhitong looked at the door. If his mother left, he would see her. She must pass through the living room before leaving.

    Mo Yuchen saw the disbelief in his son's eyes and asked slowly: "Were you in the living room before? If you were, you wouldn't have missed it."

    Mo Zhitong opened and closed his mouth. He was not in the living room all the time.

    There were six or seven minutes in the kitchen making milk powder for Tangtang.

    "Then why didn't mom take Tangtang away?"

    "Because she is not going back, but is going somewhere else. Let me send Tangtang back in a while." Mo Yuchen glanced at Tangtang who was holding the bottle and looking at the two of them with big eyes.

    Mo Zhitong still felt something was strange, but he never thought that his father would lie to him, so he didn't ask any more, but he felt very disappointed.

    He hasn¡¯t said a few words to his mother yet.

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    The moment Mu Qingyan woke up and opened her eyes, she felt deep depression before she could see clearly where she was.

    There is a dullness in the air, and the dim light makes people breathless.

    She sat up from the bed and looked around.

    This room is not big, but although it is small, it has all the necessary features.

    Recalling what happened before she fainted, she lowered her eyes in loneliness and despair.

    No need to think about it, he must have locked it outside and wouldn't allow her to go out.

    Mu Qingyan couldn¡¯t figure out why he suddenly became like this. He was obviously fine a few days ago, right?

    She was puzzled and felt a little thirsty. She wanted to get out of bed and get a glass of water to drink. As soon as her feet moved, she heard a crisp impact.

    Mu Qingyan's whole body seemed to have been tapped. After a few seconds, she suddenly pulled away the quilt covering her body.

      Looking at the cold silver shackles, the reality overlapped with the scenes in her memory. She pursed her lips and grabbed the shackles, trying to break them off her ankles, but even though her palms and ankles were completely tightened,  It was a red mark, abraded skin, but the shackles were still firmly attached to her feet.

    Blood gradually seeped out and stained the silver cuffs with a cold light. Mu Qingyan frowned and turned to pull the chain.

    After a while, she finally collapsed on the bed and pulled her feet hard several times. Even though she suppressed all kinds of fear and disgust in her heart, she finally couldn't calm down any longer. She got out of bed and ran to the stairs.  Looking up at the tall stairs and the closed door connecting the top steps, he shouted: "Mo Yuchen, let me out!"

    The soundproofing of the house was excellent. After shouting for a while, Mu Qingyan ran out of energy. She squatted at the top of the stairs, leaning her head against the wall, and weakly grasped the cold staircase handle with both hands.

    Her communication device and mobile phone were taken away by him, and she did not have any communication tools with her.

    Years ago, she didn't know about his illness and was imprisoned by him. When she collapsed, she began to hate this man in her heart. She hated how he could imprison her like a plaything. If she hadn't been pregnant with Tongtong at that time, she felt that she might have  A nervous breakdown died with the man.

    But now, history is happening again. While she is afraid of being angry, she can no longer complain and hate him. She only has a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart.

    There was movement above her head. Mu Qingyan moved her body, then slowly raised her head, watching the man slowly descending one step at a time.

    There was no light behind him, and the light in the room could only barely give him a silhouette. He looked like a messenger from hell.

    Walking up to her, Mo Yuchen glanced at her embarrassment, his eyes slid from her pale face to her bleeding ankle, and his brows darkened a bit.

    But he did not rush to deal with her wound as usual, but sat down on the step closest to her without being dirty.

    He has long hands and feet, and his posture is casual and lazy.

    When she didn¡¯t speak, he didn¡¯t speak either. It seemed that as long as the two of them stayed together quietly like this, he would be satisfied.

    After a long time, Mo Yuchen took out her mobile phone from his pocket, handed it to her, and said, "Tell Tangtang's parents and I will send her back soon."

    Mu Qingyan pursed her lips, thinking of Tangtang who was still outside and didn't move.

    She looked at his slender palms with distinct finger bones and asked in a dumb voice: "How long are you going to lock me up?"

    "Locked until no one knows you exist anymore."

    Mu Qingyan sneered: "Why don't you say that you will lock me up for the rest of the world, for the rest of your life, until I die?"

    Mo Yuchen raised the hand holding the mobile phone. The black body made his skin color whiter. He used the end of the mobile phone to lift her chin, looked at her deeply, and laid out his dark thoughts nakedly on her  In front of me: "I really think so." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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