The Crematorium While Chasing an Alpha Was Intercepted by a Flirtatious Omega Senior Sister [Rebirth] 94

Chapter 94:

A new love is like a tender sprout emerging from the soil, with the hope that with the juice of love, it can grow into a towering tree.

Mu Sixue’s alpha mother, Mu Zixi, was an extremely gentle and elegant person, with a scholarly air and the charm of an artist.

Nangong Ling had fallen hopelessly in love with her. Against the pressure of her family and the elders, she had insisted on being with her, even if it meant eloping.

As the eldest daughter of the direct line of the Nangong family, with the blood of the old master flowing in her veins, the elders had no choice but to make an exception and agree to Nangong Ling’s request. Mu Zixi had thus married into the Nangong family and, from an unknown pianist, had become the right-hand woman of the Nangong Group in one fell swoop.

A year later, Nangong Ling was pregnant and had shifted her focus from her career to her family, leaving all the trivial matters of work to Mu Zixi. After giving birth to Little Sixue, she had devoted herself to raising her daughter at home.

Nangong Ling, thinking of her wife’s status as a married-in husband, to express her fairness and love, had insisted on changing Nangong Sixue’s surname to Mu, despite everyone’s opposition, and had declared that her second child would have the surname Nangong.

As the eldest daughter of the Nangong family, she had been proud since she was a child and had been valued by the head of the family. No one could do anything about her.

Although Mu Sixue had the surname Mu, she was still respected in the Nangong family. She had been as smart as snow since she was a child, clever and beautiful. When her tutor was teaching her first-grade books, she could already master third-grade knowledge on her own.

In addition, Mu Sixue was proficient in various fields such as piano, painting, and archery. Unfortunately, whenever the elders thought of her surname Mu and the blood of a commoner alpha flowing in her veins, they would all secretly shake their heads and sigh. The Nangong family’s rule that descendants were not allowed to marry alphas, and the legend that violators would be cursed, was a volcano buried in their hearts, and they didn’t know when it would erupt.

While Mu Sixue was in the spotlight, her mother, Mu Zixi, had also, with her outstanding business talent, managed the core industries of the Nangong family in an orderly manner. In addition, her status had risen step by step, and she had gradually surpassed them.

Their love was enviable, until… a gentle face, the devil’s claws had secretly reached into the high-rise building of the Nangong family, and the Nangong family’s business had fallen into a Waterloo.

The once-towering prominent family was now on a cliff, and in the cracks, there was filth. The conspiracy had been planned from the day they had first met.

Mu Sixue would never forget that day. Her mother, Nangong Ling, had held a gun to her mother, Mu Zixi’s, temple, her lips bitten red, and had asked her with tears in her eyes, “You got close to me just to ruin the core industries of the Nangong family?”

When hatred came, love went far away. That classic line, “I never loved you,” had become Mu Zixi’s death knell.

“Then you can die.”

Nangong Ling was a resolute and crazy beauty. When she loved, she wanted them to live. When she hated, she wanted them to die. Without a second word, she had pulled the trigger. With a bang, the person was gone, and her love had also withered.

Mu Sixue knew that it was a blank. Her mother had not actually died. She had sent her mother off in a deserted place. When she returned to the penniless, love-lost Mu Zixi, she had shrugged her shoulders, as if she were relaxed, but the deep pain in her eyes could not be hidden.

It was as if the whole world’s ink-gray had condensed in her eyes, sad and heavy.

“Mother is sorry for you, Xue’er. You have to be a good daughter to your mother in the future.”

She, who had always been prim and taciturn, had held her daughter’s hand and had told her many of Nangong Ling’s small habits.

“Her stomach is not good. Remember to remind her to eat on time.”

Hearing this, a cold irony had slid through Mu Sixue’s heart.

“So, why bother?” she had asked her mother.

A sigh had come from the air. The grievances of the previous generation. After the Mu family had been swallowed up by the Nangong family, Mu Zixi’s parents had jumped to their deaths. She had come with a torrential rain of hatred and had left with a heart full of unwillingness and complicated feelings.

At least, the Nangong family was not as good as before, having fallen from a first-class prominent family to a last-class one.

She had stabbed a thorn in the Nangong eldest daughter’s heart, but she had also left a deep mark on her own.

Her feelings for Nangong Ling were complicated, with both love and hate. In the mix of love and hate, the two of them could never go back to the past.

Mu Sixue felt that her mother still couldn’t forget her mother. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have repeatedly reminded her on her birthday every year.

“Xue’er, you have to marry someone who loves you very, very much, and whose whole heart is you.”

“Look for a hundred percent pure love. Even if it’s only ninety-nine, don’t take it, because you don’t know when that remaining drop will become a poison that will harm your body and mind.”

…

“And then?” Yan Qinghe was a little dazed. She felt sorry for Mu Sixue and wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her in front of her and letting her lean against her, like protecting a stubborn and fragile flower.

The Nangong family was in decline, and Mu Zixi was gone. How did Mu Sichen come about?

When Yan Qinghe had pulled her over, Mu Sixue had intertwined her ten fingers with hers. The warm and dry palm, the crackling bonfire in front of the tent, gave her a little more stability. She told her the past.

To save the collapsing Nangong family, Nangong Ling had chosen a business marriage and had married the head of the Mu family, Mu Wei. Although Mu Wei and Mu Zixi both had the surname Mu, they belonged to different families. Mu Zixi’s family was a side branch of the Mu family, not worth mentioning.

Mu Wei was in charge of the huge Mu family. Few people knew that he also had an ex-wife, who was a foreigner. His ex-wife had given him a beta girl, Mu Tiantian, who later became Mu Sichen.

Mu Wei was greedy for the shares in Nangong Ling’s hands and had agreed to save the Nangong family. The two had made a prenuptial agreement. Nangong Ling had never let Mu Wei into her room. Mu Wei didn’t care. He could have any woman he wanted outside of marriage. He had no interest in dealing with a cold beauty.

Mu Wei was very cold to Mu Sixue. If it weren’t for her, Nangong Ling’s future property would most likely have gone to Mu Tiantian, even if Tiantian was her nominal daughter.

But now there was Mu Sixue… This made the ambitious Mu Wei feel disgusted.

While Nangong Ling was not at home, he had secretly mistreated Mu Sixue and had used the Nangong Group as a bargaining chip. If she told on him, he would swallow up the Nangong Group that Nangong Ling was so worried about.

Only Mu Sichen, at that time, had repeatedly protected Mu Sixue. When Mu Sichen was learning the piano, she would also beg her father to let her learn with her sister.

Nangong Ling couldn’t do anything about Mu Sichen. Later… Nangong Ling’s health grew worse and worse. She would often stand alone by the window, looking into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking. Mu Sixue knew that she was probably missing her mother.

Missing an enemy is shameful, and missing a lover is warm. These two subtle emotions, coupled with her naturally weak body, had led to Nangong Ling’s early death.

Before she had left, she had made a will in advance, leaving all her personal property to Mu Sixue. She had held her daughter’s hand, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, with a long, rapid gasp, all her words had been swallowed up in a final sigh.

Daughter, remember to find someone who will treat you purely, for a lifetime.

She had seen the above sentence in her mother’s diary. The page before it had only three words, Mu Zixi.

And the words she had left for her mother—

“Mu Zixi, if there is a next life, and we meet, we can forget all these things and start over.”

She had stared at her mother’s diary in a daze. When Nangong Ling had left, her sister, Mu Sichen, had been crying. Nangong Ling had been very good to her. Besides her sister, she had no one else who was truly good to her.

Her father, Mu Wei, had also, because she was a beta and had a bad heart, not thought much of her. He had been fooling around outside all these years, thinking of having an illegitimate son, preferably an alpha.

Her feelings for her father were not deep.

After Nangong Ling’s death, her diary had been snatched by Lin Wei. He could no longer bear this nominal wife, who was still thinking of another person even in death.

He was an alpha with pride. The Nangong family, in order to revive their family, had reluctantly married Nangong Ling to him. After he had helped the Nangong family up, although the other had also fulfilled her promise and had given him many benefits, how could that be enough?

What he wanted was the twenty percent of the Nangong enterprise’s shares in Nangong Ling’s hands. After he got them, he would truly swallow up the Nangong family.

This first-class prominent family had to thank his distant cousin, Mu Zixi, for the heavy blow she had dealt them. But a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. He had been eyeing this piece of fat for a long time.

It would be best if Mu Sixue could give it up. For this reason, when Mu Sichen had left home, he had ordered the nanny to abuse the 14-year-old Mu Sixue, using a stick to clamp Mu Sixue’s fingers, and sometimes even doing it himself—bending Little Sixue’s ring finger backwards.

When Mu Sixue had resisted, he had become even more ruthless. Even when he was on a business trip abroad, he had ordered the cook to put a slow-acting poison in the soup Mu Sixue drank, and had had the nanny watch Mu Sixue eat it.

What he didn’t know was that his instructions to the cook had been overheard by Mu Sichen. To protect Mu Sixue, Mu Sichen had, in front of the nanny, snatched the bowl of soup and had drunk it.

Mu Sichen had been sent for emergency treatment. Her already existing congenital heart disease had been made even worse. This had made Mu Wei hate Mu Sixue even more.

These small things had left a deep psychological scar on Little Sixue towards Mu Wei and alphas. If it weren’t for Mu Sichen, this girl who was a few years younger than her, she would have probably been killed by Mu Wei long ago.

After the old master of the Nangong family had passed away, a new master had taken over. Fearing Mu Wei’s power, they had all turned a blind eye.

Among them, a side branch, Nangong Yue, had been very sympathetic to Mu Sixue’s plight. She had disliked the Nangong family and had left the family since she was a child, studying photography abroad. When she had returned, she had been stunned by the beauty of the teenage Mu Sixue.

Later, under her cover, Mu Sixue had, with her equity certificate and a certain amount of cash, fled to S County and had rented a house. The young miss, after her mother’s death, had been left an orphan and had fallen into poverty. Such a tragic story was heartbreaking. Mu Sixue was smart and clever and had tried her best to adapt well.

When she turned eighteen, she could get back her equity. But Mu Wei did not want her to live.

He had sent a detective with thugs to Mu Sixue’s house and had cornered her in a small alley. At this time, a beta girl had passed by and had saved her. Those thugs had also been sent to the law enforcement department.

Mu Sixue had fled to H City. After coming of age, she had returned to the Nangong family. She was a fish on a chopping block. She had decided to fight back and had united with the elders of the Nangong family who supported the eldest daughter’s line, step by step swallowing up the Mu family’s industries, collecting evidence of Mu Wei’s business crimes, and also the evidence of his past hiring of assassins.

In the end, Mu Wei’s group had collapsed, and Mu Wei had also been imprisoned. Mu Sichen had been brought back to the Nangong family by Mu Sixue.

These were all things that the nearly eighteen-year-old Mu Sixue had done. Everyone had thought that she would stay in the country and take over the Nangong Group. But at the age of 22, she had chosen to go abroad for further studies. Mu Sichen was very dependent on her and had begged her to give her a new name.

She had asked Mu Sichen, “Aren’t you angry that I put your father in jail?”

But Mu Sichen had held her arm. “Sister, I know who is really good to me. Besides, he’s not dead.” Being imprisoned for life, to reflect for the rest of his life, was perhaps a cruel end for Mu Wei.

Mu Sichen’s face was very pale. She was already of mixed blood, and her skin was cold and white. In addition to her illness, she was weak and fragile.

Mu Sixue felt sorry for her and also guilty. Considering that there were better medical teams abroad, she had gone abroad to study while at the same time looking for a first-class doctor for Mu Sichen.

…

And in the end, Yan Qinghe wanted to ask…?

Mu Sixue’s eyelashes moved slightly, her red lips parted, but she couldn’t say a word. In that time and space, Mu Sichen had not lived past the age of 23. At a young age, she had died on the operating table due to a heart problem.

She had been alone abroad, had spent the cold and hot seasons, and had survived the spring and snow.

At that time, she had received the news of her mother, Mu Zixi’s, death from illness. In her confusion, she had felt that perhaps the Nangong family’s curse was real, and that she had no relatives left in this world.

In the end, she had died in the snowy night of her 33rd winter.