GBP Chapter 326 Love Becomes Hate
Chapter 326 Love Becomes Hate
Mo Yundu was dressed in the most formal and impeccable attire.
He Fang stood by, accompanying him. He was deeply saddened that things had come to this point, something he had never imagined.
They felt that everything was due to Song Beiyou's wrong choices that led to the current suffocating situation.
So much so that he looked at Song Beiyou with a hint of resentment.
"Miss Song," He Fang called out, but without the usual enthusiasm.
Song Beiyou did not respond to him, and resolutely pointed his sword at Moyundu.
Mo Yundu's first words were light and casual: "The child has been found?"
He only found out later that the family's cook had taken the child away.
He knew who was behind this. There weren't many people who could come to him, just one or two. He knew who it was without even checking.
But in front of Song Beiyou now, he wanted to pretend he didn't know.
Song Beiyou's eyes were like sharp blades frozen in frost, piercing straight into Mo Yundu's heart. "You shouldn't have touched Gu Debai in the first place."
If Gu Debai hadn't been involved, none of these absurd things would have happened.
Regardless of who later wanted to harm Gu Debai, Song Beiyou knew that Mo Yundu was the one who started this whole thing in the first place.
Then he must take responsibility for this.
Thinking of this, without waiting for Mo Yundu's response, Song Beiyou lightly touched the ground with his toes and stepped forward like a wisp of mist.
The hand gripping the sword only increased its strength, without loosening its grip.
Her goal was very clear: she wanted one of Mo Yundu's hands.
Mo Yundu thought she was going to strike right at his heart, so he suddenly stood up from his seat and retreated while protecting his vital parts.
He Fang was so nervous that he didn't know what to do, knowing that if Song Beiyou really started to fight, he would be more ruthless than anyone else.
He exclaimed, "Master, be careful!"
Mo Yundu dodged to the side, protecting himself while keeping his eyes fixed on Song Beiyou.
The next second, he asked a question he had wanted to ask for so many years, "Youyou, all these years, haven't you fallen in love with me even a little bit?"
Did you ever consider me as one of the candidates for your future life partner?
"No." Song Beiyou replied without hesitation.
Mo Yundu gave a bitter laugh, "Not even a little bit?"
Song Beiyou exuded only ruthlessness, devoid of any emotion. "No."
There really isn't.
That year, I saved Mo Yundu, and during the two years we spent at Qingshui River, we went from being strangers to friends.
Later, they became even better friends than ordinary friends.
That's all; there are no feelings beyond those between men and women.
Song Beiyou believed that the more decisive he was, the more he could sever the last remaining thought of the other party.
Unexpectedly, Mo Yundu could not sever ties at all; on the contrary, it turned into hatred born of love.
Just as Song Beiyou was about to launch his next attack, he suddenly launched a counterattack.
Song Beiyou is ruthless, and so is Mo Yundu.
However, Mo Yundu's injuries from Duan Yao's side had not yet healed. Seeing him turn to the side, he thought he was going to dodge the sword tip that was aimed at his heart.
Unexpectedly, the sword tip turned and swiftly struck his arm.
In an instant, a white knife rose and a red knife fell, and the bloody arm lay on the ground.
That arm—the one I could have had that day at the "Dream" private restaurant, the moment Mo Yundu tried to control Song Beiyou with witchcraft.
Song Beiyou has stayed until now entirely because of the two years of friendship he had with Qingshuihe.
Now that the arm is broken, all grudges are settled.
With a very small groan of pain, Mo Yundu lost his balance and knelt on the ground.
The pain of having one's arm cut off is extremely unbearable. Anyone else would scream in agony, shocking those around them.
But when it landed on Mo Yundu, all that could be heard was a muffled groan.
He is a ruthless person.
He Fang's last shred of respect for Song Beiyou crumbled at this moment. Looking at her, he said, "Miss Song, how cruel you are."
As soon as the words were spoken, he quickly squatted down, looking at his master with a bewildered expression.
Song Beiyou's gaze was indifferent. He took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood off the sword, and left without looking back.
After Song Beiyou had walked a distance, Mo Yundu suddenly roared, "Ah~ Ah~"
Hysterical, veins bulging.
"Song Beiyou!"
very good!
From today onwards, I, Moyundu, will be like a stranger to you.
No! Not just strangers, from today onwards, we are no longer friends.
It's the enemy!
There's no way back.
This is roughly what is meant by "love turning into hate".
Indeed, Song Beiyou damaged the most important thing in Moyun Ferry.
To unleash the most powerful magic, a sorcerer must combine the movements of their arms and hands with celestial phenomena.
Now that he has lost one hand, and it's his right hand, the impact on Mo Yundu is self-evident.
Song Beiyou was trying to thwart his plan to use witchcraft.
He Fang was heartbroken and cried, calling for an ambulance one minute and his master the next.
After finally managing to call the ambulance, the police arrived before the person could even be put on the stretcher.
The leader immediately became aggressive, saying, "Mr. Mo, we came here after receiving a report."
We have received solid evidence that you have kidnapped a young child, and we hope you will cooperate with our investigation.
"Get out!" He Fang roared. "Didn't you see someone's arm was broken?"
The arriving police officers naturally saw the bloody elbow and the strong smell of blood throughout the room.
How could I not know?
However, this matter was suppressed from above, involving Zong Zhengqi and Duan Yao from the business world.
He's a coward, can't we speed things up?
Even if it's bloody, pretend you don't see it.
"Please cooperate with us," the lead police officer said.
......
Half an hour later, Song Beiyou returned to Jinxiu Villa.
The moment the car drove into the underground parking lot of the residential complex, another car drove out of the garage.
When the two cars are facing each other, you can clearly see each other inside the cars as they pass each other.
Song Beiyou glanced at the driver of the other car and let out a sneer, a rare air of arrogance appearing on her face.
Han Xinyue rarely drove out by herself, and that's how she ran into Song Beiyou.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his hands clenching, and he looked somewhat intimidating, yet also harboring a lot of resentment.
How could I not feel resentful? I just received a call saying the mission failed.
This enraged her, and she vented her anger on the incoming phone call, shouting, "What use are you to me?"
If you fail at a task time and time again, do you not want to get paid?
So many people couldn't handle one child?
The person on the other end of the phone explained, "The aunt who works at the Mo family's place isn't very clever, and that child isn't an ordinary kid either."
Furthermore, we encountered the Duan family while on a mission; this time, we really had no choice.
Han Xinyue slammed down the phone, her heart pounding with anger.
If she hadn't used witchcraft on the bribed aunt beforehand to avoid leaving any evidence against her, the consequences would have been unimaginable.