C1 Don't Dirty My Path of Reincarnation!

It was snowing outside in December, and the villa was warm as spring. The woman with messy hair sat in a corner and looked out the window. She had a beautiful face and eyes like a deer's. However, there was not a trace of light in her eyes now. The enormous villa was as silent as a tomb.

After a long time, the silence was broken and hurried footsteps of a man could be heard. He shook off the snow on his shoulder and held his breath as he opened the door. The grief in his eyes could not be seen clearly. "Yanxi..."

"Ah Jun. The woman finally turned her head, and her voice was soft and without a trace of anger." Ah Jun, Mo Bao is dead. "

The man was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke. "I, I understand."

"Mo Bao is dead..."

The woman's voice was so soft that it could not be ignored.

She blinked, as if she could still see that small, white and tender child. He was so small, so soft, so painful, they... How could they bear it!

Two rows of clear tears were left in her empty eyes as she said lightly, "Ah Jun, Mo Bao was killed by someone."

Her eyes blinked twice and finally landed on the spot. She looked at the man's handsome face.

The culprit was standing right in front of her.

Mu Yanxi clenched the dagger on her back.

Wei Chongjun's throat rolled and his mouth was dry. "Yanxi, I know. Get up first. The ground is cold."

As he spoke, he slowly walked forward and bent down to help the woman.

At this moment, a cold light flashed and the sharp dagger stabbed into the man's waist. Blood splashed out.

The woman wanted to stab again but was stopped by the man.

Even at this moment, the man's face did not change at all.

"Ha!"

The woman did not struggle. She opened her mouth and laughed maniacally. Then, she started coughing madly and foaming at the mouth.

The man's expression finally changed. He shouted loudly.

"Director Wei!"

A few bodyguards barged in. They were stunned when they saw such a room.

"No problem." Wei Chongjun pulled out his dagger. Blood gathered on the floor and formed a river. "Take Madam to the hospital."

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Mu Yanxi was still alive. She struggled until spring.

She lived in the best hospital in the country and used the most advanced equipment to hang her life. Ten world-class medical experts discussed her illness every day...

Mu Yanxi was indifferent to everything.

She stared at the apricot tree outside the window every day and saw that it was covered with snow from its bare branches. It gradually germinated and then a white flower bloomed.

Spring gave life to all things, but she was already exhausted.

Mu Yanxi knew that she could not live past this spring.

Her greatest joy every day was watching Wei Chongjun kneel beside her bed and bury his head. He seemed to be repenting, but also seemed to be crying.

She knew that he did not want her to die.

Thinking that his wish had failed, she could laugh happily.

Outside the ward, the attending physician and Wei Chongjun discussed the patient's condition in a low voice. "The patient's bodily functions have declined, and he does not want to live. If this continues, the success rate of tomorrow's surgery will be less than 30%."

Following that, Wei Chongming's deep voice was heard. "I understand."

On this day, it was not until very late that Wei Chongming pushed open the door of the ward. He held her cold little hand warmly. "I've already dealt with the murderer of Mo Bao."

"Where is Bai Chujian?" Mu Yanxi's voice was extremely hoarse.

Wei Chongming frowned, "What does this matter have to do with our first meeting?"

Mu Yanxi lowered her eyes and the corners of her mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Yanxi, quickly get better." In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Luo gently coaxed, "We will have a second child. If you like it, there will be a third and a fourth..."

Mu Yanxi quietly listened to him, but her lifeless eyes drifted far away from him.

However, she did not want to have a child with him anymore.

Even if she had a hundred children, none of them would be Mo Bao.

That Mo Bao who would hug her tightly when thunder struck, that Mo Bao who promised to protect her when she grew up, that Mo Bao, her Mo Bao, and the snow melted together in that winter, never to return...

Outside, the storm rose, and thunder rumbled, reflecting her pale, thin face.

"Don't be afraid!" Wei Chongjun suddenly hugged her. His big hand caressed her dry and colorless hair. His voice was clear and affectionate. "In the future, I will come back to accompany you in every rainy day."

He did not notice that the woman in his arms did not blink. She was not scared by the lightning at all.

In this world, lightning was nothing after looking directly at people and death.

Mu Yanxi gently freed herself from his embrace. Instantly, Wei Chongjun's entire body stiffened.

Mu Yanxi was lying on the hospital bed. Her face was as pale as paper, like a sofa that could not be held in her hands and could leave at any time.

Wei Chongjun panicked. He pretended to be calm and held her cold hand. "After the surgery tomorrow, you will be fine. Then we will go home, okay?"

Mu Yanxi did not answer. The two of them sat quietly for a while. Mu Yanxi suddenly said, "I want to eat the date cake from Golden Cloud House."

Wei Chongjun was stunned.

Mu Yanxi had not taken the initiative to ask to eat anything for a long time. During her stay in the hospital, she threw up whatever she ate and relied on infusion to maintain her remaining vitality.

The date cake of the Golden Cloud House was something Mo Bao kept repeating when he was alive. It was the only time that the family of three had a harmonious trip. They shared the same date cake in the simplest alley.

Wei Chongjun felt bitter. "I'll ask Chung Wei to buy it for you."

"No." Mu Yanxi shook her head. "I want you to go personally."

Wei Chongjun frowned. The Golden Cloud House was outside the province. It was raining heavily and private planes could not fly. They could only drive. If he came and went, it was very likely that he would miss Mu Yanxi's surgery. He did not want to miss it.

However, this was the first time she had asked him for something in the past year.

Wei Chongjun hesitated for a moment, put on his coat, and rushed out of the door.

In order to get out of the city as soon as possible, even the people from the Ministry of Transport arranged a green light for him, the black luxury car whizzed past.

The next day, the sky was clear. He mobilized the helicopter and flew back for an hour and a half.

However, he was a step too late.

When the operation was over, the woman's face was covered with a white cloth. Beside her was the doctor and Chung Wei who were at a loss.

The attending physician's face was as pale as dirt. "We have tried very hard to save the patient, but we did not manage to save him..."

Wei Chongjun did not seem to see him.

He passed through the crowd and removed the white cloth, revealing the woman's pale face. She still had a smile on her face even when she was about to die.

The girl who once had a bright smile on her face that was full of protein was already as thin as a skeleton, leaving only her old and exhausted state.

Wei Chongjun opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse that he could not detect. "Did she say anything?"

"Madam said..." Chung Wei cautiously said, "Madam said that you and Miss Bai Chujian should stop crying at her grave. Don't dirty her path of reincarnation!"

Wei Chongjun's throat smelled sweet.

"Pffft!"

Fresh blood splashed onto the snow white cover. His tall body suddenly collapsed.

The doctors and nurses were confused. "Director Wei!"

"Director Wei!

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