Mu Weichen had his hatred and disgust for Hua Yunliang and Bei Lingfeng written all over his face.
Hua Yunliang, on the other hand, remained calm at this moment.
He relaxed, lounged on the sofa chair, and leisurely lit a cigarette for himself. After taking a deep drag, he tossed the cigarette pack towards Bei Lingfeng at his side, and said to Mu Weichen with a half-smile:
"Oh, it's true what they say, be amazed at someone after three days of not seeing them! You, Mu, switched masters and now you really do speak with a different tone!"
This was a subtle reminder to Mu Weichen that he was once under his command.
That... was more than two years ago.
It was the most wretched, most unspeakable period in Mu Weichen's life, pushed to desperation by a woman, taken under the wing of a treacherous man, forced to do things he didn't want to do. If he hadn't met Ye Feifei again, perhaps Mu Weichen's life would have remained in eternal darkness, with no end.
