C1 So What If I Wait Five Years for You

Ling Family's private residence.

"Ling Anjun, open the door. Listen to me." Mu Xiaoyan's stubborn little hand knocked on the door. Her skin was cut open and blood flowed out. The heavy rain had ruthlessly wet her hair and clothes. Her strength was just like her voice, getting weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, the door opened with a bang, and a heavy object heavily smashed into her body. Mu Xiaoyan pathetically fell into the rain.

"How is it? Isn't the sudden attack feels great? " Ling Anjun dragged his slippers and took a few steps forward. Under the cover of the night, he was like a sovereign king. His every word was filled with a cold and majestic aura, making it so that no one had a chance to resist.

"You're finally willing to listen to my explanation." Looking at the man in front of her, a faint smile appeared on Mu Xiaoyan's pale lips. She didn't care about her embarrassing appearance as she stepped forward and grabbed Ling Anjun's pants, "I knew you wouldn't believe me. I can explain it clearly about my sister's death. That day, she …"

"Enough!"

Ling Anjun frowned, like a mad leopard in the torrential rain, he fiercely stared at the woman who had killed his fiancée. He squatted down with this coldness, and leaned on Mu Xiaoyan's cold face.

"Ugh …" Mu Xiaoyan's body trembled as she involuntarily fell against the wall of flesh, her hands tightly grasping Ling Anjun's broad shoulders.

As the torrential rain continued to fall, Su Chen gently closed his eyes.

Although she knew that the kiss wasn't sincere, she had waited twelve years.

"You don't really think I'm going to kiss you, do you?"

Seeing that the woman in front of him was so engrossed in kissing her, Ling Anjun's black eyes shone with a murderous light as he pushed Mu Xiaoyan onto the stairs without holding back.

Due to overexerting herself, Mu Xiaoyan immediately kowtowed and skinned herself.

"Ling Anjun, you …" Mu Xiaoyan didn't care about the pain on her head as her face was blushing from the first kiss.

"Mu Xiaoyan, remember this. I will never forgive you. Remember, it will always be you!" Ling Anjun looked down at Mu Xiaoyan condescendingly, with only hatred and hatred in his ice-cold eyes.

"My bottom line is that I don't want to send you to jail. So get out of my sight before I change my mind!"

"Ling Anjun, I didn't kill anyone. I won't leave until you believe me!"

Mu Xiaoyan forcefully pouted her lips and sat in the pool without moving. She was innocent, but if she left now, she would be blamed for a lifetime.

"If you want to leave, you can't!"

Ling Anjun glanced at the woman on the ground, then turned around and entered the house, leaving her with no hope at all even if Mu Xiaoyan shouted her heart out.

The inside of the house was filled with wind and rain, hitting Mu Xiaoyan until her body hurt and the wound on her head started to get infected by the rain. Looking at the black metal door, it was like a difficult checkpoint.

As dawn approached, Mu Xiaoyan came back to the house with swollen eyes.

"Mu Xiaoyan, if you can last three days, I'll let you go!"

Ling Anjun was standing in front of the window on the second floor. His sharp eyes were staring at the stubborn figure in the pile of water.

The next three days were filled with rain, and Mu Xiaoyan was confident that Ling Anjun would change her mind.

Unfortunately, the merciless rain and the rain of despair continued to fall. Mu Xiaoyan's heart kept fluctuating as she tried to recall the beauty of her past and seek comfort. However, every time she tried to do so, it ended in a nightmare.

In the end, she could not hold on any longer and fainted in the rain.

"Young Master Ling, Miss Mu fainted. Do you need me to bring her in?" Wang Yu had been watching from the window for several days now. He couldn't bear to watch any longer and finally mustered up his courage to ask.

"Do as you wish. Just bring her in and you can leave." Ling Anjun's indifference was like that of a god, without any feelings whatsoever.

He picked up the red wine cup on the table and downed it in one gulp. Accompanied by the fragrance of the red wine, he grabbed his mobile phone from the bed and dialed a number.

Mu Lei received a call from Ling Anjun and rushed to the Ling family residence at the fastest speed possible.

Glancing at her daughter who was in a miserable state, she grabbed Mu Xiaoyan's arm and dragged her into the car, the violent collision startling Mu Xiaoyan awake from her slumber.

"Dad, why are you here?" Mu Xiaoyan looked doubtfully at Mu Lei, and immediately understood, "Did Ling An Jun ask you to come? Father, leave, I won't leave until I get his forgiveness."

"If you still recognize me, then quickly leave. If you offend Young Master Ling, our family will suffer too."

Mu Lei waved his hands and called a few people to drag Mu Xiaoyan into the car.

Watching as the car slowly drove away, Ling Anjun's lips curled up in a devilish smile.

"Young Master Ling, isn't it a bit too cruel to do this to Miss Mu? After all, she …" Wang Yu didn't dare to continue talking to Ling An as he stared at him coldly.

"She, Miss Mu, should have thought of this before killing."

Ling Anjun's words did not have the slightest trace of gentleness.

Inside the car, Mu Lei had just handed a towel to Mu Xiaoyan when the phone rang. Hearing Ling An's order, Mu Lei nodded and said yes.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Lei immediately made a decision. He pulled a towel and pushed Mu Xiaoyan out of the car, not giving her the chance to speak.

"Mu Xiaoyan, from now on we will break off our relationship. I'm not your father, and if you still have a conscience, for the sake of your dead sister, please don't bother the Mu Family anymore!" Murray opened the door and was about to leave.

"Dad, I didn't kill sister!" Mu Xiaoyan cried as she grabbed onto the corner of Mu Lei's clothes.

"You're still trying to argue now? You really cannot be saved. Forget it, you are no longer my daughter. Let go, otherwise …" With a vicious expression on his face, Mu Lei kicked Mu Xiaoyan away and got on the car to leave.

Even until the car disappeared from her sight, Mu Xiaoyan still couldn't believe what was happening in front of her.

She stood up in a daze, shaking her body as she aimlessly walked forward. Suddenly, a car appeared in front of her and the door opened. A few strong men brutally shoved Mu Xiaoyan into the car, and the car quickly drove away.

Mu Xiaoyan looked around in a daze, her ears filled with dirty words. She didn't have any reaction, she didn't even care about being tofu eaten by others.

Just as one of them was pulling Mu Xiaoyan's skirt, a cold snort came from the passenger seat and the man immediately stood up.

When Mu Xiaoyan heard this, she raised her head and was about to see the other party's face, but was suddenly hit in the back of the head by a heavy punch and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, Mu Xiaoyan found herself in a remote mountain village. Looking around, she actually saw Ling Anjun's shadow. Just as she was about to explain, she was hit by a contract.

"Don't you want me to forgive you? "I'll give you a chance to live here for five years …" Ling Anjun looked at him in amusement, the corners of his mouth revealing his cunning.

"What happens five years from now, will you believe me, will you forgive me? Ling Anjun! " Mu Xiaoyan had already fallen into a state of madness. She only had eyes for the other party, and her heart only cared about getting the other party's trust and forgiveness. In other words, Mu Xiaoyan felt that she had been possessed.

"Five years from now, I might not forgive you, but I might listen to your explanation." Ling Anjun looked at the silly woman before him and turned to leave. Remember, if you let me know you haven't stayed five years enough, you might feel that these five years will be your happiest years. "

Mu Xiaoyan stared blankly at the contract in her hands. It said that she had to live for five years voluntarily. If she resisted, it was better to die than to live.

Throwing away the contract, his line of sight followed the limousine slowly.

He muttered, "For you, what's five years like!"