Reborn Villain's Creed

Ma Chongying entered the ward and said to the nurse, "Go and make the arrangements. I've already informed your hospital director."

In fact, if the patient wants to be discharged forcibly, they have no choice but to ask the hospital director for permission.

He did this simply to let more people know that he was going to bring people home, and in an upright manner.

Dai Fei had no choice but to agree and go to arrange for discharge from the hospital.

Ma Chongying said to Zhong Guohui in the room, "Uncle Zhong, please take care of the paperwork and Wanwan's things."

Zhong Guohui thought of Ke Mingjiao whom he had just met, and agreed to be discharged from the hospital without saying much.

Ma Chongying finished explaining everything and was halfway through pushing the wheelchair when he suddenly remembered something. "Wanwan's parents..."

He thinks quite comprehensively.

Zhong Guohui said knowingly, "I'll go talk to them."

Ma Chongying said gratefully: "Thank you."

Zhong Guohui quickly said: "It doesn't matter, as long as I am happy every night."

Ma Chongying nodded. "Uncle Zhong, I'll leave a car for you. Once you've packed your things, get in that car and he'll take you over."

Take him there?

Zhong Guohui was a little confused.

Ma Chongying said: "This is Wanwan's first time visiting my home. I'm afraid she won't be used to it. If you could be with her, I think she would be happier."

Zhong Guohui looked at the girl in the wheelchair, then at the considerate Ma Chongying, and smiled with satisfaction again. "Okay, I'll be there later."

Mo Wan said, "No need."

When Ma Chongying heard her words, he thought she didn't want to go to his house and suddenly became nervous.

Mo Wan looked at Zhong Guohui and said, "Uncle Zhong, you have your work, and I have Chongying, that's enough."

If he followed her, he would know what kind of person her boyfriend was.

Furthermore.

She didn't know whether Ma Chongying really wanted to make her happy or had other arrangements. It would be better for her and Zhong Guohui to separate.

Zhong Guohui didn't know the reason, and when he suddenly heard her say this, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The young master has a boyfriend, so he doesn't need an old guy anymore?

Yeah.

She had her own path to follow, and now that her life was back on track, it was time for him to let go.

Ma Chongying, who was affirmed by her, was so happy that his mouth stretched from ear to ear.

He thought it would take some effort to bring this young master home, and in order to appease her, he even suggested taking Zhong Guohui along.

I didn't expect that everything would be so easy and smooth.

Leave the hospital and get in the car.

Ma Chongying looked at the quiet and beautiful girl and asked excitedly, "Wanwan, I'm still living in the main house. You might meet my family later."

Mo Wan tilted his head to look at him.

Ma Chongying said nervously, "I know this is a little sudden, but I really want to take you to meet my parents, and I want them to know you exist."

Mo Wan was silent for a second before saying, "Me too."

Hearing this, Ma Chongying asked in surprise, "Really?"

Mo Wan nodded. "The fact that you can bring me to meet your parents shows that you value me. I'm very happy."

Ma Chongying nodded enthusiastically. "Of course I do! If it weren't for the age issue, I'd want to marry you right now!"

Ma Chongying now looked like a young boy, without the blessing and disguise of those halos, only pure excitement and joy remained.

This man is really something. If you treat him a little nicely, he will lose his way.

Mo Wan looked at Ma Chongying who was overjoyed and felt that the shot she received was more than she expected.

Ma family.

Not only does she want to make the building collapse, she also wants them to never be able to get back up!

Mo Wan looked at the palace villa that appeared in his sight with a cold gaze. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms.

In the intense pain, Mo Wan remembered what Ma Chongying said before his death.

In her previous life, the housekeeper's greatest wish was that she could grow up safely, and she did so.

Mo Wan knew nothing about her father's business, nor did she know who killed her father. She suddenly walked out of the ivory tower and was lucky to be alive. It was impossible for her to do anything extra.

It was Ma Chongying who brought her into the Gray Network and told her who was the murderer who destroyed the Red Gate.

It was also he who, while gradually growing his power and ambition, could not bear to see her escape his control, so he decided to kill her and take her place.

The last thing Ma Chongying should have done was to tell her about those things after he succeeded, as if he wanted to prove his greatness through her pain.

Otherwise, as the one who led her to the road of no return or the right path, even though Ma Chongying joined hands with others to kill her, she would also regard it as the inevitable result of the power struggle and there would be no hatred.

Being in the dark, whether it's territory, money, power, revenge, or exploitation, no matter how you die, you deserve it.

What she can't accept the most is betrayal and deception.

"Wanwan, Wanwan?" Ma Chongying waved in front of her. "Wanwan, what are you thinking about?"

Mo Wan came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from the magnificent castle, and looked at Ma Chongying in front of him who had a worried look on his face.

She took great pains to enter the military academy, not to follow some damn righteous path, nor to avoid being hunted down by forces like Ke Mingjiao, but for him.

Ma Chongying.

Most of the things she did after waking up were to get closer to Ma Chongying.

A legal identity, a reasonable coincidence, and then just waiting for the prey to take the bait.

It's too easy to kill a person.

The difficult part is to make someone live and die for her.

What Mo Wan wanted was not only to give the man a taste of his own medicine, but also to make his family pay back what they owed him.

Seeing her stunned look, Ma Chongying smiled dotingly and said, "When I first saw it, I was just like you. I was shocked and couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe it could be my home."

Mo Wan looked at Ma Chongying, who was quite proud, was silent for a moment, and nodded slightly.

She looked at the castle-like villa again and said, "I've only seen it on TV."

Hongmen is not short of money, what it lacks is the identity of being able to bask in the sun.

Being high-profile has never been Mr. Mo's style.

So no matter how big and luxurious Mo Wan's house is, it is still different from the home of the richest man where ordinary people can get rich just by removing a brick.

Ma Chongying said: "It will be your home in the future."

She has no home and doesn't need one.

Seeing that she was silent, Ma Chongying thought she was worried, and assured her: "Wanwan, I'm here for you. I will handle all your problems for you."

Mo Wan raised the curtain and stared at him for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Do we really have to come here? I mean, we can live somewhere else."

Ma Chongying couldn't help but laugh when he saw her nervous for the first time. "I do have other properties, but I'd rather take you home."

He said, holding her hand. "Wanwan, you can do it."

Mo Wan was still worried. "Do your family really want to see me? Those photos of my father must have caused you quite a bit of trouble, right?"

The photo of Mo Huai and Mr. Ma did cause considerable trouble for the group.

Ma Chongying said, "Those are minor issues. Wanwan, my parents are very open-minded and they value you very much. Don't worry too much."

Mo Wan wanted to say more.

At this time, the car had stopped in front of the gate of the Ma family's main residence.

When the car stopped, the door was opened.

Two rows of servants in uniform stood outside the car door. They bowed respectfully at a 90-degree angle and shouted in unison, "Welcome home, Third Young Master."

It is said that the pampered and most arrogant and spoiled young master of the Red Gate in heaven and on earth:

Everyone says that she is extravagant and wasteful. Who spread these rumors?

Ma Chongying got out of the car and said to the people inside, "This will happen sooner or later, and now is the best time."

She saved the third young master of the Ma family, and now he needs to recuperate and be taken home to be taken care of. How natural is that?

not to mention.

If I don't bring her home, how can my father believe that she is the young master of Hongmen, Miss Mo Fuguang?

Ma Chongying didn't wait for the girl to respond and asked someone to move the wheelchair out of the car.

Mo Wan was lying on the hospital bed and came in an ambulance.

If you are very flamboyant, you should also be very weak.

Mo Wan, who retreats to advance, knows when to stop.

Ma Chongying carried her to the wheelchair and pushed her in.

In her lifetime, Mo Wan was not sure whether she really loved Ma Chongying, but she did think about marrying him at that time.

Later, she became suspicious of Ma, suspecting that he was involved in the destruction of Hongmen. She also wanted to go to the villa to find out the truth, but she failed every time.

And now, at this moment.

Under the service of Ma Chongying and greeted by dozens of servants, she entered the gate of this villa that spanned countless classes.

Mo Wan leaned back in his chair leisurely, looking at this huge building that stood on the edge of the city and coexisted harmoniously with nature.

This building, whether it is the majestic gate, the geometric art floor tiles, or the carefully carved columns and light and shadow.

I have to say that this villa truly embodies luxury and taste to the fullest.

Mo Wan passed by the garden planted with various precious flowers and came to the gate of the villa. Looking at the gilded lotus in the middle of the white marble and the decorations inlaid with colorful gems, he thought that this place was indeed worthy of the comments from the outside world.

Palace villa.

This villa is probably comparable to the imperial palace.

Enter the lobby.

Mo Wan was even more overwhelmed by the luxurious atmosphere of the interior, and almost thought that he had entered the cave where the Dragon King hid his treasure.

At the same time, a sentence inevitably emerged in her mind.

Too ostentatious, too ostentatious.

Mo Wan looked at the five-story crystal chandelier and thought, no wonder it was difficult for ordinary people to get in. Maybe someone was targeting them?

"Chongying, this is the Wanwan you were talking about, right?"

With this gentle question, Mo Wan's thoughts were brought back.

Mo Wan lifted the curtain and looked at the beautiful woman in luxurious clothes in the hall.

The woman was elegant and gentle, with eyes as soft as water, and her smile was so unique that it was hard to resist men, women, young and old.

If you just look at her from afar, there shouldn't be anyone in this world who hates her.

Mo Wan looked at the woman, his eyes slightly curved, and gently stroked his fingertips.

Ma Chongying saw the person in the hall and immediately told her, "Yes, Mom, her name is Mo Wan, and she is my classmate."

classmate.

This means that she is also from a military academy, has excellent abilities and a clean background.

After hearing this, the woman's face was filled with joy.

She approached the girl and looked her up and down, the smile on her face growing wider the more she looked at her. "I heard she saved your life?"

Ma Chongying nodded. "Mom, Wanwan doesn't like staying in the hospital, so I'm bringing her home to stay for a while. Is that okay with you?"

"Of course, that's what I should do." The woman looked at the pretty girl and comforted her with a smile: "Wanwan, you can stay here with peace of mind. If you need anything, feel free to tell me."

Mo Wan looked at the woman with a wilted smile and nodded slightly. "Excuse me, Madam Ma."

The founder of the Ma Group, Ma Weijun's second wife, Yun Siyu, Ma Chongying's biological mother.

A woman who is even better at disguise than Ma Chongying.

Mo Wan looked into Yun Siyu's tender eyes, making sure that she had recognized him.

But since she pretended not to know, I couldn't be so rude as to call her aunt.

The identity of Mrs. Ma was something she had worked hard to obtain. Even though she was Ma Chongying's girlfriend, she couldn't really call her aunt without any boundaries.

really.

Yun Siyu was very satisfied with her answer and took the initiative to call the housekeeper to clean the room according to the doctor's requirements.

Ma Chongying checked the time, pulled his mother aside, and asked quietly, "Will Dad be back today?"

Yun Siyu glanced at the girl in the hall, patted his hand and said, "Don't worry, I've already called him, and he promised to come back."

Ma Chongying then asked, "Where are the eldest and second brothers?"

Yun Siyu said uncertainly: "I told your dad about it, I don't know if they will come back together."

Since I told my father, there is still a high chance that I will come back.

Ma Chongying said: "When they come back and call me, I will take Wanwan for a walk first."

Yun Siyu looked at the son who couldn't leave the girl for a moment, with a smile on her face, but she couldn't help but worry in her heart.

But she soon came to her senses.

They just started dating, so it's still fresh, not to mention that this is the key factor in her son gaining Ma Weijun's approval.

Ma Weijun, the young master of Hongmen, almost turned Funan upside down in order to find her.

Now that her son has brought a living person back, it would be easy for him to not only make Ma Weijun look at him differently, but also for him to join the Ma Group.

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Mo Wan sat in a wheelchair, tilted his head slightly, and after turning around for a while, he looked at the oil painting hanging at the end of the corridor.

The oil painting depicts a woman blurred by the wind, with her facial features unclear. One can only guess from her expression as she looks into the distance that she must be an elegant woman.

This painting is very abstract, like a work of art, but also like a portrait from memory.

Seeing her gazing at the painting in a trance, Ma Chongying asked, "Wanwan, do you like this painting?"

Mo Wan continued to look at the painting and said truthfully, "I've seen it."

Two years ago, it was hanging in my father's study.

Her father's study never received visitors, and only she could enter. Naturally, only she could see this painting.

Mo Wan didn't know what the significance of this painting was. He only knew that it should have been treasured, but now it was hung in the most insignificant place, where no one would even notice it.

Ma Chongying was surprised to hear her words. "My father bought this painting at an auction. Are you sure you're not seeing things?"

Of course she was sure.

This painting has been hanging in her father's study ever since she could remember. She has seen it for more than ten years, from the old house to the new villa. How could she have been wrong?

Mo Wan didn't want to stir up the feud between the two families right away, so he looked away and said indifferently, "Maybe I remembered it wrongly."

Ma Chongying crossed his arms and looked at the painting on the wall. "Wanwan, where have you seen this before?"

Mo Wan looked up at him.

Ma Chongying recalled, "This painting only appeared two years ago. Is it possible that you may have seen it somewhere?"

After all, the Red Gate was still there two years ago, and her father was still alive, so it is not certain that he had seen these works of art.

He cares about his girlfriend's feelings and wants to find out the reason.

Mo Wan didn't want to mention it again.

Is there anything you want to bring up? Is it that your father participated in the destruction of the Red Gate and then stole the painting from my house like a robber?

Not only did they steal it, but they also hung it here. I don’t know who they are trying to insult.

The more Mo Wan thought about it, the colder her eyes became. If she hadn't been sober enough, she would have burned down the villa right now.

As the atmosphere in the corridor became increasingly gloomy.

A man came over.