Chapter 908: Chapter 902 Mu Qingxue’s Persistence

Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Sima Lingyun fell silent, wanting to refute but unsure of how to begin. If he hadn’t experienced Wang Quan’s situation, he might have objected. But now, there’s no way to refute, because everything Lu Tianxing said is true. Asking the Yanhuang Group to protect Bai Zhiqing and Lin Yafei might make these two women die even faster.

Sima Lingyun didn’t speak further, only letting his gaze fall on Lu Tianxing, seeming to want to use his eyes to force Lu Tianxing to retreat, but Lu Tianxing likewise remained silent, staring at Sima Lingyun without yielding an inch.

After a long while, Sima Lingyun took a deep breath and slowly said, “Fine, I agree to let the Poison Master stay in Beijing, but you must assure me she won’t cause trouble here. Otherwise, you know the methods of the Yanhuang Group.”

“Rest assured on that point. As long as you don’t provoke her, I guarantee she won’t cause trouble. But let me make it clear, if someone with poor judgment provokes her and dies, it’s their own fault,” Lu Tianxing said flatly.

Upon hearing this, Sima Lingyun’s expression improved slightly. He looked at Lu Tianxing and said, “Judge, this time I helped you…”

“Consider it me owing you a favor,” Lu Tianxing interrupted Sima Lingyun directly.

“Good, I hope you’ll remember these words, Judge. I don’t wish for us to become enemies one day.”

“I feel the same,” Lu Tianxing glanced at Sima Lingyun and said.

“By the way, Judge, Mu Qingchuan asked me to tell you something. Today, aside from the people sent by the Heavenly God, there’s also a mythical-level expert who came and mentioned wanting to meet your wife, saying he wanted to see his grandson’s wife.”

“He’s explicitly asking to see Zhiqing, and claims Zhiqing is his grandson’s wife?”

Lu Tianxing frowned, “Did this old man mention who he is?”

Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Sima Lingyun was slightly taken aback, “You don’t recognize him?”

“Do I need to know him?”

Lu Tianxing rolled his eyes and said, “Right, besides this, did that old man say anything else?”

“No, he left after speaking,”

Sima Lingyun shook his head and said, “Judge, would you like me to investigate this old man’s identity?”

“No need, since he’s looking for me, there’ll naturally be a next time. Perhaps when he seeks me out again, everything will become clear.”

“Suit yourself. If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back to the Yanhuang Group. Since the Heavenly God’s assassination attempt on you failed the first time, they probably won’t try a second time.”

“Suit yourself.”

Lu Tianxing waved his hand, watching Sima Lingyun’s departing figure, his brow furrowing as he pondered who the old man, claiming to see his grandson’s wife, appearing suddenly at the Purple Bamboo Villa, might be.

…

The next day, as the sun rose from the horizon, the sunlight spread across the city, awakening the city from slumber. The previously silent city suddenly became bustling and noisy.

At the Purple Bamboo Villa, the previous night’s slaughter left no trace of blood scent. The surroundings were clean, as usual, without any change. It was as if what happened last night was just a dream.

Early in the morning, Mandala awoke and nudged Bai Zhiqing awake, while Lin Yafei also woke up early.

Facing Bai Zhiqing’s inquiry as to why she slept so early the previous night, Mandala and Lin Yafei both found an excuse to placate Bai Zhiqing, without revealing the events that took place. After all, for Bai Zhiqing, not knowing was probably for the best to prevent her from worrying.

After breakfast, the three women didn’t linger and directly headed to the hospital.

Meanwhile, the hospital where Lu Tianxing was staying remained calm as ever, as if the events of last night had never happened.

Lu Tianxing was sitting on the bed with a frustrated smile, his gaze on the beautiful figure beside him, a hint of helplessness at the corner of his mouth.

This beautiful figure was none other than Mu Qingxue, who had rushed over early this morning.

Mu Qingxue stood beside Lu Tianxing, her exquisite face showing an uncontrollable trace of concern.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the ward was slightly awkward.

After a long time, Lu Tianxing finally took a deep breath, smiling bitterly as he said, “Miss Mu, why are you doing this? You should know there’s no possibility between us.”

Lu Tianxing’s voice was soft but exploded like thunder in Mu Qingxue’s ears, causing her to tremble involuntarily, her fingers tightly clenched together, a trace of unnatural paleness flashing across her pretty face.

Mu Qingxue bit her lip, looking at Lu Tianxing with a trembling voice, “Why, why is it impossible?”

Listening to Mu Qingxue’s words, Lu Tianxing sighed and said, “Miss Mu, you’ve seen it, I’m married. I love my wife. My wife loves me too. I can’t abandon her to be with you; do you understand?”

“I know, but I won’t regret it.”

“Miss Mu, you…”

“Lu Tianxing, don’t say anything. This is my choice alone. Regardless of what happens in the future, I won’t give up, because I love you, and that’s enough. Whether you love me or not, that’s your business.”

Mu Qingxue looked at Lu Tianxing, her tone firm and resolute, just as she said: whether you love me isn’t important; my love for you is enough.

To love someone doesn’t require a reason, that’s Mu Qingxue’s persistence. She doesn’t care whether Lu Tianxing loves her or not, only whether she loves him, and that’s enough.

Hearing Mu Qingxue’s strong words, Lu Tianxing fell silent, momentarily at a loss, because he didn’t know what to say. After all, Mu Qingxue wasn’t wrong; her love alone sufficed. His love was his own affair, her love was hers, and even with great power, Lu Tianxing couldn’t change someone’s heart.

Just as Lu Tianxing was lost in silence, the door to the ward suddenly opened, and the figures of Bai Zhiqing and the other two appeared at the entrance. Seeing Mu Qingxue, the three’s faces instantly showed surprise, not expecting Mu Qingxue to be here.

Lin Yafei, upon seeing Mu Qingxue, thought about Mu Qingxue’s attitude towards Lu Tianxing. A flash of intelligence appeared in her beautiful eyes, her lips curled into a smile, like she’d found something very interesting.

Mandala glanced at Mu Qingxue, curiosity flashing in her eyes, and then she looked at Lu Tianxing, seeming to want to see if he was injured.

Feeling Mandala’s gaze, Lu Tianxing reassured her with a look.