Now that Mu Xicheng is burned like this, how can you tell whether it is real or fake?

"Master, there is surveillance video here... Judging from the situation of his fiancee, Miss He... it should be true."

Ximen Longting said defensively: "How can I confirm that they are not jointly trying to deceive me?"

"Mr. He is already dead. This fight was so big..."

"..."

"Besides, Miss He even thought about her own cemetery, so she decided to place it next to Master Mu's."

Ximen Longting's red pupils are dark and dark.

"This drama does no good to the He family or Miss He at all. It doesn't look like it's fake."

Ximen Longting clicked on the video, and He Xiuzi collapsed and knelt beside the hospital bed, as if he had lost his soul.

The Bentley quickly drove to the hospital.

Ximen Longting walked out of the car coldly and walked towards the hospital amid the bodyguards who were swarming in front of him and shouting at each other.

Of course, there were people from the Mu family and He Xiuzi's people standing everywhere in this hospital. They were surprised to see Ximen Longting appear.

Although the servants of the Mu family did not know Ximen Longting, they all recognized the bodyguards wearing Ximen badges.

Putting aside the background of the East Palace, the Mu family is just an ordinary upper-class prominent family.

So naturally he will not confront the Ximen family.

And He Xiuzi's people are from 13 Oaks, how dare they block Ximen Longting's way.

He had a smooth journey.

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"Mr. Mu, we will ask you some questions, and you only need to answer yes or no."

"Mr. Mu, if you are speechless, you can answer by nodding and shaking your head..."

"Mr. Mu..."

He Xiuzi rushed over from the He family's funeral after hearing the news, and saw Ximen Longting's people surrounded inside and outside the ward. They were inspecting and interrogating the entire room, especially Mu Xicheng on the bed.

"Mr. Mu, here is paper and pen. Our young master hopes you can draw the underground entrance of the East Palace."

When He Xiuzi broke in, this was what he saw.

The hospital bed was crowded with people.

Ximen Longting crossed his legs and sat coldly on the chair, supporting his chin with one hand, looking arrogant and solemn.

There are not many opportunities for people like He Xiuzi to meet Ximen Longting...

Seeing his chiseled profile, he was just sitting there with a majestic aura like a tyrant, dominating the world.

"What are you doing to An?" He Xiuzi shouted, "Get out of the way, no one can get close to An."

Ximen Longting's cold and arrogant lower jaw was slightly tilted, and his red pupils were filled with a terrifying sight that shocked people's hearts.

He Xiuzi was startled for a moment.

I heard the bodyguard say in French in a cold voice: "Zoci, do you know who he is?"

He Xiuzi bit her lip tightly, her eyes were swollen, she held her skirts on both sides and said politely to Ximen Longting: "Young Master Ximen."

No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, the noble and awe-inspiring man in front of her was the real owner of 13 Oaks and her master.

"Don't do this to Ian, please... He's almost dead, why can't you give him peace?"

On the hospital bed, Mu Xicheng was lying there, in a terminal state, with empty, jewel-black eyes.

Just like the most beautiful rose flower in the world has decayed, leaving only dry branches...

A pen was forced into Mu Xicheng's hand, and there were only a few blurred horizontal lines on the blank paper.
Chapter completed!