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"Forget it, if you want to hug, then hug." Mo Ming shook his head in resignation. Murong Lian was holding on so tightly that there was no sign of letting go. He couldn't just push her away forcefully, so he had to let her hold him.
Just as Mo Ming was feeling conflicted, Aunt Xiang came out from inside, looking anxious. Upon seeing the scene before her, she immediately broke into a smile. Without saying a word, she intended to retreat, but Mo Ming wouldn't let Aunt Xiang leave so easily.
"Aunt Xiang, why do you want to leave as soon as you see me?"
Aunt Xiang knew she couldn't just walk away like that, so she forced a smile and approached Mo Ming. "Ming Shao, you're here! I was afraid of interrupting you two. Oh, I'm glad you're here; I thought the young lady was missing and it really startled me. With you around, I feel much more at ease."
"Uh, Aunt Xiang, please don't tease me." Mo Ming smiled wryly and shook his head. "I'm completely confused right now. Miss Murong hasn't said a word..."
Mo Ming gestured as if to say "Is something wrong with my brain?"
"Ming Shao, why are you so slow on the uptake?" Aunt Xiang said with a hint of annoyance before sighing. "Please keep an eye on the young lady for a moment while I go get her some calming medicine from the old doctor."
"Hey, Aunt Xiang! Aunt Xiang..." Mo Ming called after Aunt Xiang's retreating figure several times, but it seemed she didn't hear him at all and left without acknowledging his words.
Watching Aunt Xiang disappear from sight, Mo Ming couldn't help but smile helplessly. He stood still in place, allowing Murong Lian to hold him. She remained motionless as well, saying nothing and simply holding on quietly.
After a long while, Murong Lian reluctantly released her embrace and looked up at Mo Ming. There was no trace of fear from the earlier kidnapping incident; instead, there was a faint smile on her face. Perhaps realizing that her previous behavior had been inappropriate, her cheeks flushed bright red.
"Uh, I lost my composure just now. I'm sorry; I just felt..." Murong Lian wanted to say that holding him gave her a sense of security, but the words stuck in her throat and she paused for a long time.
"What happened just now?"
Mo Ming smiled slightly. His act of feigning ignorance helped ease Murong Lian's tense emotions gradually.
"Nothing." Murong Lian shook her head in self-deception and quickly changed the subject. "Mo Ming, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be standing here unharmed today."
Mo Ming was taken aback for a moment before giving a self-deprecating smile. "Don't say that to mock me. If it weren't for my involvement, how could you have been kidnapped? I should be the one apologizing to you for dragging you into this."
"No, you didn't drag me down. Many times, if it weren't for you, I would have been terrified on my own," Murong Lian hurriedly shook her head and said. "It's all in the past, so don't dwell on it. I have my own issues too. This time, I really have to thank you for sending the Toxic Jar to save me. Just when I was about to lose hope, you gave me a reason to believe again."
How could one simply say they didn't care? Mo Ming always felt that if he hadn't met him, Murong Lian would have been better off. However, he wasn't someone who would only apologize verbally; he intended to repay what he owed Murong Lian through actions.
"Since you want me not to care about these things, then don't say thank you or anything like that," Mo Ming smiled and said. "I thought you might be emotionally unstable, but it seems I was overthinking it. Seeing your current state reassures me that you're not facing any major issues."
"Reassured?" Murong Lian seemed to think of something, a glimmer of joy flashing in her eyes. "Mo Ming, do you care about me?"
"Yes, I care."
Mo Ming answered without hesitation, but the way he and Murong Lian understood "care" was completely different. For Mo Ming, it was a concern from a friend, while Murong Lian misunderstood it as a deeper emotional connection between them.
"After spending so much time together, do you have even a little bit of affection for me?" Murong Lian hesitated for a long time, wanting to ask many times but unable to voice it. Now, driven by excitement and impulsiveness, she blurted it out. As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it; her cheeks turned bright red as if she wanted to find a place to hide.
In Murong Lian's mind, a battle raged: "Murong Lian, how could you ask that? He is Yuan'er's husband! If you do this, won't you become the third party? How will you face Yuan'er in the future?"
Regret lingered, but once the words were spoken, there was no taking them back. Murong Lian decided to go all in and steeled herself, fixing her gaze firmly on Mo Ming's eyes, hoping for an answer.
Mo Ming was taken aback by Murong Lian's sudden confession; his expression froze for a moment as his eyes widened slightly. His mind was in chaos and blank; he didn't know how to respond to Murong Lian and felt somewhat at a loss. Or rather, he suddenly didn't understand how he truly felt.
The two stood silently facing each other for a while. When Murong Lian saw that Mo Ming remained silent, she seemed to arrive at an answer in her heart. A sense of disappointment filled her eyes as she lightly bit her lip but forced a smile and said, "Why so serious? I was just joking with you. You don't need to answer what I just said; I really don't want to know your answer."
"Murong Lian, your smile is very forced." Mo Ming saw right through Murong Lian's current state of mind and directly exposed her facade. "I didn't expect you would say something like this to me. Sigh, I don’t understand why someone like me deserves so much attention from so many people."
Mo Ming stared intently into Murong Lian's eyes without flinching at all. Suddenly chuckling awkwardly a few times with an expression of difficulty, he said, "Hehe, right now I don’t even know how I feel myself. I don’t know how to respond to you; however, one thing is clear: being with me won't lead to good days for you. There's already one Yuan suffering alongside me; I feel guilty enough about that already. I don’t want you to suffer the same way too. Do you understand what I mean?"
Upon hearing this, Murong Lian stood silently in place, deep in thought. After a long while, she finally pursed her lips and said, "I understand now. I suppose it was just my one-sided affection for you. You have Yuan'er, and I shouldn't have liked you in the first place. Mo Ming, you're such a jerk. Why did you have to provoke me back then? Can't you see that I already had feelings for you before Yuan'er appeared?"
From Murong Lian's tone and demeanor, Mo Ming sensed that her tears were about to fall, and his expression grew serious. He had never intended to provoke Murong Lian; he just hadn't realized how things had escalated to this point.
"I'm sorry." Now that things had come to this, Mo Ming couldn't find the right words and could only express his guilt with the simplest apology. Did he not have feelings for Murong Lian? Clearly not; it was just that Mo Ming didn't want to let down Lin Yuan'er, nor did he want to hurt Murong Lian!
"I don't want your apology!" Murong Lian's emotions suddenly collapsed as she shouted, "Jerk Mo Ming, you scummy actor! Why do you have to treat me like this? I know you have Yuan'er, and I know you still have Qingmeng in your heart, but can't you at least make room for me? My demands aren't high; as long as there's a place for me, that's enough!"
As soon as she finished speaking, two streams of tears flowed from the corners of Murong Lian's eyes, and her gaze turned slightly red. Yet her eyes remained fixed on Mo Ming's, as if still hoping for something. Seeing Murong Lian's tears made Mo Ming feel utterly remorseful.
A killer who never flinched at death suddenly felt helpless in front of a crying woman. He didn't know how to comfort Murong Lian and feared that saying the wrong thing would only make her feel worse.
Just then, Aunt Xiang seemed to hear the commotion and hurried out from inside. She embraced the crying Murong Lian and comforted her, saying, "Miss, don't cry. What happened?"
Aunt Xiang's comforting words only made Murong Lian cry harder, but her gaze remained on Mo Ming. In this situation, Mo Ming wore an expressionless face while feeling terrible inside; he didn't know how to face Murong Lian's feelings.
"Mo Ming, I just want to know if you've ever felt even a little bit moved by me," Murong Lian said through her suppressed sobs.
Mo Ming's mind was a mess. Had he ever felt even a little bit moved?
Yes! After spending time together, it was impossible for him not to feel anything for Murong Lian. However, Mo Ming had always avoided thinking about his feelings; he was solely focused on how to take revenge on the Dark Order. His fondness for Murong Lian had always been suppressed deep within him.
Aunt Xiang patted Murong Lian's back anxiously and said, "Ming Shao, say something!"
Mo Ming hesitated; whether he spoke or remained silent, someone would end up hurt. On one hand, it could be Murong Lian who got hurt; on the other hand, it could be Lin Yuan'er. No matter what choice he made, Mo Ming felt that one of these two women would be hurt.
"Yes!"
Just as Mo Ming was caught in an emotional quagmire, a voice came through, surprising Mo Ming, Murong Lian, and Aunt Xiang, and the speaker was Lin Yuan'er.
In fact, Lin Yuan'er had come over after hearing that Murong Lian was fine. She had been standing by for quite some time and had overheard the conversation between Mo Ming and Murong Lian.
With a smile on her face, Lin Yuan'er walked over, glanced at Mo Ming, and then said to Murong Lian, "Sister Lian, Brother Mo may not be able to answer you, but I can. He has feelings for you; however, he is unwilling to face it because he doesn't want either of us to get hurt!"
"Yuan'er, why do this?" Mo Ming said with a bitter smile as he looked at Lin Yuan'er.
"Brother Mo, you don't need to feel so troubled. Yuan'er has said before that no matter how many other people you might have in your heart, as long as you still have me in there, that's enough," Lin Yuan'er said generously. "Sister Lian has feelings for you; if you like her, I won't oppose it at all."
"Yuan'er, won't you blame me?" Murong Lian looked at Lin Yuan'er with some guilt because she was currently thinking from the perspective of a third party. Mo Ming was Lin Yuan'er's husband, yet she liked Mo Ming.
"No," Lin Yuan'er shook her head and continued to smile. "There's nothing wrong with loving someone. Brother Mo is so outstanding; it's perfectly normal for you to fall for him. I really don't mind."
"Really?" Murong Lian exclaimed in surprise. "Isn't it true that women dislike sharing the ones they love? Yuan'er, why do you put yourself in such a difficult position?"
"Difficult? Not at all!" Lin Yuan'er laughed. "As long as Brother Mo loves someone, I won't mind at all. Moreover, it's you, Sister Lian. If you truly love Brother Mo, I don't mind if he has you in his heart!"
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