Part 2
Mu Jiayi stared fixedly at the number one hot topic #Shocking! The fiancés who showed affection for three years were acting?#, gritting his teeth, his eyes filled with suppressed bloodshot veins.
Before he could get angry, Zong Ling, who had returned to his room, was angered again by acquaintances calling to ask after seeing the hot topics. He came downstairs with a livid face and walked straight to Mu Jiayi: “Look at the good thing you did!”
If it weren’t for Mu Jiayi saying that getting those rare species from Ancient Blue Star would make him shine, and possibly get attention without relying on his uncle, how could he agree to show affection in a high-profile way?
But it overturned on the first day.
Before, when Mu Jiayi showed off with his name, he could excuse himself by saying he didn’t know, but now that he cooperated, he was slapped in the face.
He had only lost face twice in his life.
One was now, and the other was when he was rejected by Ning Yunyi.
It just happened that the reasons for both times were related.
Mu Jiayi originally wanted to endure. He needed this marriage. It was impossible with that person anymore, and Zong Ling was the best choice he could reach at present.
But Zong Ling’s unceremonious accusation made his long-standing endurance completely explode: “I did a good thing? Was I doing it for myself? If you were capable, how could you still not be able to send me to the Federal Research Institute until now? Speaking of losing face this time, isn’t it all because of you? If you hadn’t confessed to Ning Yunyi back then, how could this hidden danger be left? If anyone is to blame, it can only be you.”
Zong Ling didn’t expect the always gentle and humble Mu Jiayi to suddenly bare his fangs at him. He froze on the spot in disbelief: “You actually blame me?”
Mu Jiayi sneered: “Who else but you? If you hadn’t just left and cooperated a bit, we could have fooled them with a wave of getting engaged first and falling in love later, then the so-called show of affection would still be true. But everything was ruined by you.”
Zong Ling was furious, but having been held high for years, he didn’t know how to quarrel at all. He just had a livid face and laughed in extreme anger: “How much better are you? I’m a waste, and where are you any better?”
Speaking as if who isn’t a waste, who isn’t thinking about gnawing on the family’s honor.
Mu Jiayi hated others calling him a waste the most. To the outside world, he was clearly an S-rank healer!
Mu Jiayi stood up abruptly: “Waste? Haha, speaking of waste, that Ning Yunyi is clearly more of a waste. He is a waste with no spiritual power. You actually liked such a person. It’s fine if you liked him, but you were rejected. I feel embarrassed for you. It happened that he just rejected you, and turned around to conceive some wild man’s bastard, and was even abandoned by the Ning family. If it weren’t like this, you would probably still be begging to marry into the Ning family, right? Zong Ling, admit it. Even a waste like Ning Yunyi rejected you. You are worse than a waste.”
Zong Ling was thoroughly enraged. His whole body was bursting with blue veins from anger, but thinking of something, he suddenly relaxed. He suddenly calmed down and just stared coldly at Mu Jiayi.
Mu Jiayi didn’t know why, but being stared at by him made his pores open, and he subconsciously took a step back.
Seeing him like this, Zong Ling didn’t get angry but laughed instead: “At least the one I like is someone I can pursue. But what about you? You delusionally want someone you can’t match in this lifetime. Where are you any better? Just based on you wanting to covet my uncle, see if he has ever given you a look? You are just like a rat in the gutter, not even fit to carry my uncle’s shoes. If you hadn’t climbed into my bed, why do you think I would take responsibility and get engaged to you?”
Zong Ling’s words completely exposed the secret in Mu Jiayi’s heart that he least wanted people to know. He stared at Zong Ling in disbelief.
He didn’t expect Zong Ling to know his thoughts. He trembled all over like crazy, and in extreme anger, he suddenly raised his hand.
Zong Ling grabbed his wrist: “Think clearly. If you dare to hit me, the future heir of the Zong family, then this marriage is gone.”
Mu Jiayi’s blood surged. He ground his teeth up and down, making a harsh sound, but couldn’t refute: “You…”
Zong Ling threw off his hand: “I knew you wouldn’t dare to gamble. You also said that we are in a marriage alliance. My responsibility to you is just for the benefit of the good relationship between the two families. Besides that, don’t be delusional.”
After speaking, he no longer looked at Mu Jiayi, who was trembling uncontrollably from anger, and strode away, not wanting to stay in this place for a moment longer.
Behind him, Mu Jiayi suddenly raised a stool and smashed it somewhere, making a loud dong sound.
Zong Ling didn’t look back, his face still livid. Especially thinking of Mu Jiayi’s sentence that Ning Yunyi would rather conceive a bastard than be with him, his feelings suppressed for so many years surged back like a swarm.
Similarly, because Mu Jiayi was too angry, he suddenly covered his chest and gasped heavily. His legs went soft and he knelt on the ground, his chest heaving. There seemed to be a layer of spiritual power around him, and the spiritual power in his body was actually overflowing.
His face changed drastically. He immediately took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom with trembling hands, poured out a nearly transparent pill, and swallowed it.
Almost as the medicine slid down his throat, the spiritual power that was originally overflowing around him returned to his body.
On the other side, after Ning Yunyi had lunch, he first accompanied Ning Xiao Miao to meditate in the study. After he opened his eyes, he went back to his room to wash up and came out.
Sitting on the edge of the bed again, frowning and thinking about the live broadcast scene at noon, he still felt that Mu Jiayi’s account on Star Stream [Mu Follows Zong Heart] was a bit familiar.
But he couldn’t remember where he had seen it for a moment.
He searched on the Star Network. Mu Jiayi’s account ID didn’t exist before registering yesterday.
Until lying in bed getting ready to sleep at night, Ning Yunyi suddenly opened his eyes while half-asleep and half-awake. He finally remembered why he always had this sense of familiarity.
He had indeed seen the ID [Mu Follows Zong Heart], not yesterday or today, but before this account appeared, and in a book.
It was a book Ning Yunyi had read in his previous previous life before he got the space.
He had long forgotten the plot in the book. After all, he lived in the cultivation world for hundreds of years in his previous life.
In hundreds of years, even the most memorable things would have long been scattered with the wind.
Not to mention an ID account that existed once in a book he read occasionally before that.
Ning Yunyi read this book because a bad friend deliberately stuffed it to him back then, saying that a cannon fodder inside who hadn’t appeared had the same name as him.
He wasn’t interested at all at the time. Later, he flipped through it to pass the time during the journey back to his hometown.
Since Ning Yunyi thought of it, in order to confirm his guess, he started rummaging in the space.
After so many years, he couldn’t remember where he put the book casually. Fortunately, all his things were stored in the space in advance because he thought the end of the world was coming.
An hour later, Ning Yunyi finally found the book.
When he saw the title of the book, even though he was prepared, he still felt a wave of dog blood rushing towards him.
He opened the book and spent two hours reading it quickly once.
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