Mated at First Sight
Chapter 772 - 515: There Should Be Deep Hatred Between Us (Second Update)_1

Chapter 772: Chapter 515: There Should Be Deep Hatred Between Us (Second Update)_1

But why is Mu Lin helping the Gong Family? They couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

Could there be some kind of connection between Mu Lin and the Gong Family?

That said, they noticed something. At least... Mu Lin would never provoke others on her own; unless you provoked her, she apparently... seemed quite harmless.

Just like how she stood there quietly, with a faint smile on her face, portraying an image of carefree tranquility, as if she had no bones to pick with the world.

She was like a sight of beauty.

Gong Ning fell, but Tang Qian stood up. Seeing Gong Ning groaning in pain on the ground, he hurried over in concern. "Ningning, are you alright?" He extended his hand to help her up, his face full of concern.

With an indifferent look in her eyes, Mu Lin pulled up a chair and sat down, and Jing Chen was standing behind her at some point.

Leaning languidly against Jing Chen, Mu Lin looked exceptionally lazy, observing the father and daughter happening in front of her, "Tsk tsk tsk... such a deep father-daughter bond." This affirmed her guess even more.

Of course, this answer was a huge deal for her. If confirmed, it would definitely make her master happy.

But for now, she still needed to verify it further, that’s what made it more interesting, didn’t it?

Hearing Mu Lin, Tang Qian turned to her, "What exactly do you want?" His eyes were filled with caution.

"What I want?" Mu Lin raised her eyebrows, "I’ll have to think about that."

"But...Mr Tang Qian, I believe we had a serious grudge." As she said the word "grudge," Mu Lin’s smile held a bloodthirsty curve, "What do you think?"

That half-smile looked eerily cold in Tang Qian’s eyes, sending chills down his spine.

Hearing Mu Lin’s words, Gong Muxue lowered her head, her fists clenched, as she took a deep breath, seeming to be enduring something.

However, Tang Qian helped Gong Ning to sit down and instructed the Gong family’s doctors to treat her injuries. Considering Gong Ning still was the young mistress of the Gong family, even though things had turned sour, the doctors eventually helped by bandaging her injuries slightly.

As for Gong Ning’s facial injuries, they felt helpless after seeing them.

They had researched the Poison Doctor’s work before, sadly they couldn’t match the knowledge of this young girl. They truly felt embarrassed.

If possible, they would actually like to learn from her face-to-face.

But now, they could only hope that such an opportunity still existed after today.

As for the others in the Gong family, they weren’t sure what the old master was thinking at the moment. They only knew that since he hadn’t said anything, they... must not intervene.

Everyone understood this.

For now, they would just keep watching.

Having handed Gong Ning over to others, Tang Qian turned to look at Mu Lin. Regarding her question, he simply laughed, "I don’t know what I did to provoke the Poison Doctor, who unexpectedly treated my daughter so ruthlessly."

Oh... this guy was trying to shift all the blame to Mu Lin as soon as he opened his mouth. He was very audacious.

Just when Gong Muxue wanted to say something, she was stopped by Mu Lin. Looking at Tang Qian, Mu Lin casually responded, "I must say, Mr Tang Qian’s knack for distorting the truth and lying, is something I deeply admire." With a smirk, Mu Lin seemed to enjoy these verbal spats.

"However, I believe the public has keen eyes. If they were to be led by your words, then they’re... they’re worse than pigs and dogs," she taunted.

"Pigs and dogs are very clever," Mu Lin believed so indeed.

Some bystanders subconsciously touched their noses at Mu Lin’s words; her taunt implied that if they followed Tang Qian’s ideas, they would be worse than pigs and dogs.

Ha ha ha ... For some reason, some people found this Poison Doctor more interesting than the rumours had suggested; of course, there were also those who thought Mu Lin was disrespectful and audacious, totally oblivious of what courtesy meant.

Those who held such thoughts probably hadn’t considered their own status. As the Poison Doctor, did Mu Lin need to be... courteous towards them? That would be hugely undermining to her title.

Mu Lin stated that she would only be polite to those who she believed deserved her courtesy. Isn’t that enough?

After all, the labels affixed to her were... reckless, willful, individualistic, and so on.

Looking at Mu Lin, Tang Qian snorted audibly; the pain in his chest, the crimson blood he had swallowed just now, coupled with all the events that occurred previously, had made him truly loathe Mu Lin.

Unfortunately, his deep hatred for Mu Lin didn’t amount to much to her.

Suppressing a yawn, Mu Lin looked at him, "After battling for so many years, I thought you understood my temperament. You should have known what my goal was when I first entered the Gong family, shouldn’t you?"

"You did indeed have ulterior motives towards the Gong family," Tang Qian retorted defensively.

"You could say that." However, Mu Lin didn’t respond as Tang Qian had expected her to, "I believe, however, that your plans for the Gong family are perhaps more ambitious than mine."

"I don’t know if this scheme of yours is your own doing, or if..." Her eyes leisurely drifted across the elder of the Tang family, "You understand, so I won’t elaborate more."

The crowd seemed to find it exhausting to engage in conversation with the Poison Doctor. Can’t we have a proper conversation?

Yet, Mu Lin’s words, coupled with her nonchalant gaze, looked very different to some keen observers.

Her vague and winding manner of speaking led them to piece together the answers on their own. It was tiring yet it piqued their curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Tang Qian furrowed his brows. As expected, Mu Lin knew everything.

However, he was confident in one thing. There was no way Mu Lin could know. Because, he had been manipulating Tang Qichuan and Gong Muxue all along. Tang Qian was confident that even in the end, Muxue would not kill him.

After all, there was the most binding human relationship, the "blood tie," between them, right?

He would never reveal this secret, not even in death.

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about." Tang Qian snorted dismissively, reverting to the same detached stance.

"Tang Qian, I’ve truly never seen anyone as shameless as you." Gong Muxue could no longer suppress her anger and she rushed at Tang Qian, aiming to hit him. Tang Qian tried to dodge, but suddenly found... he was unable to move.

Next moment... he was landed with a heavy slap in his face. "It seems you’ve forgotten what you did to me and Qichuan twenty-one years ago. Even until now, you haven’t repented." Indeed, a man like him would never understand the meaning of repentance. If he did, she wouldn’t have been pushed into the bewitching forest and nearly lost her life.

As she thought of this, the light in her eyes gradually grew colder. She gave the man before her, who was in total disbelief, a cold stare.

"You even harmed your own child..." Once again, her heavy fist found Tang Qian’s face. He was still unable to move. "That’s my child, you have absolutely no right to harm her. If it weren’t for her strong will to live, I would never have seen her again in my lifetime."

"Tang Qian, I really wish I could kill you." As she spoke, her fists repeatedly found his face, landing him with heavy punches. Her blows had no sign of mercy. In an instant, his face was a lumpy mess.

The light in her eyes dimmed slightly as she realized that all this time, Mu Lin had been giving Gong Muxue an opportunity to vent the hatred and anger in her heart, and the excruciating pain from losing her loved ones one after another.

However, Gong Muxue’s disappointed and devastated words fell on everyone’s ears like a story full of gossip.

The daughter Gong Muxue was referring to didn’t seem to be Gong Ning, did it?

After a long while, when Gong Muxue had tired out, Mu Lin lazily stood up, playing with the silver needle in her hand. She looked at the crowd and let out a chuckle, "It seems like I forgot to introduce myself to everyone."

"My name is Mu Lin. My Master is Mu Jue. But perhaps you are more familiar with his other name... Tang Qichuan."