Mo Yafu's heart sank suddenly, and she raised her eyes to look at Song Zhenyuan, her temperament was not like her mother, what did this sentence mean?

"When I was in the Gu family, I often heard that my mother has a gentle and lovely personality, and she smiles at everything, maybe I haven't been with her for too long, and I forgot everything because of the car accident, do you know what kind of person my mother is?"

When Song Zhenyuan heard this, he did not answer. Instead, he looked out the window, as if he was reminiscing, his face softened a little, and Mo Yafu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aunt Su is my relative, if I can, I want to go with Anan to see her off for the last time now, and Su Mo is so sad now, in fact, Su Mo and Tang Qian are friends, I think it would be better to let the two of them meet and solve the misunderstanding, after all, the relationship between them is better than the relationship between me and Su Mo......"

Song Zhenyuan's fingers tapped lightly on the mahogany armrest on the chair, his eyes were deep, and he was always staring at Mo Yafu's eyes.

Mo Yafu could only hang her head, and the sound of her fingers tapping on the armrest made her heart palpitate inexplicably...... Once again, the feeling of fear came over me. She didn't even dare to gasp......

Her original intention was to save Anan, but this man's gaze couldn't make her calm down and think, it was most appropriate to stop in moderation, and it must not backfire......

If it really backfires, it's bad!

Since this man said just now that Anan's life is worry-free, then there is no need for him to lie to her, after all, even he is in the hands of this man now!

However, if Anan locks up all the money of this man's family, will this man do anything extreme? Will it be unfavorable to Anan?

What should she say now to salvage the situation?

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden knock at the door, Mo Yafu was stunned for a moment, and after getting the answer, the door opened in a hurry, and the person who came was the young man in the suit who brought her just now.

Just look at the white shirt exposed on the man's collar, which is dyed blood red, and there are also scratches on his face.

"Sir, it's all my fault, the woman ran away, and I've already informed someone to search the garden!" the young man had a guilty look on his face, and his hands were still stained with blood.

Song Zhenyuan's eyes flashed with surprise slightly, "What's the matter?"

He was agile and had never made a mistake, how could he let Tang Qian run?

The young man bowed his head in annoyance and told the truth of the matter, he was originally ordered to bring that Tang Qian over, but he didn't expect that he had just untied the woman's rope, and the woman actually had a sharp blade hidden in her hand, and when she was caught off guard, her face was scratched, how could he put this little trick in his eyes? When he was about to step forward, the woman suddenly cut her wrist with a blade, although she had seen a lot of bloody scenes, but this scene still stunned him for a moment, and then, the woman put the blade against her neck, saying that her usable value had not been used up, and now if he came hard, she would be a big deal, and she would immediately become a dead corpse, making it difficult for him to explain!

When he first arrested her, he did receive an order from Mr. Song to temporarily save her life, and for a while, he hesitated, that is, when he hesitated, the woman actually seized the opportunity and ran out.

He was taken aback, and when he chased out, he didn't expect the woman to run at all, hiding in the door and hitting him hard, he immediately fainted, and didn't wake up until just now!

"Hidden...... Blade ......" Song Zhenyuan's face sank, but the eagle falcon's eyes gradually added a touch of interest.

"Sir, the wound on her wrist is not shallow, she should not be able to run far, this time it is a dereliction of duty on the part of her subordinates, when her subordinates catch her, she will come to ask Mr. for her guilt!" After the man finished speaking, he bowed respectfully, turned around and walked out.

Mo Yafu was surprised, just now she looked like she was like ashes, but she didn't expect to run away......

"Mr. Na Song, Ananda ......"

As soon as Mo Yafu opened her mouth, she saw Song Zhenyuan's face change suddenly, she got up suddenly, and strode towards the door.

After a simple hemostatic bandage, Tang Qian hid in the corner and gasped. Luckily, it's still dark, and it's easy for her to hide.

The garden is very large, there are several villas connected to it, and there are many people patrolling the garden, and according to the surrounding environment, this garden should be built in some deep mountain.

She didn't have time to think about these things now, she was bleeding a lot, most of her physical strength was almost gone, her head was getting heavier and heavier, and she bit her lower lip fiercely, she made herself sober.

Sneaked into a villa next to it, unlike other villas, this villa is lower, in fact, there are only two floors, and this villa has almost no lights, I thought that there would be people patrolling here, so I also walked carefully, but along the way, the whole villa was lifeless like a tomb. Although she fumbled with the light switch, she did not dare to turn on the light, and could only see through the faint light on the watch with her other hand.

There are sofas in the living room, TVs, all the necessities of life, but the style is very old, just like the style I saw in the orphanage when I was a child, or older than that, there is a piano in the distance, a wooden chair, the decoration of the whole living room is a bit imitation of European style, but she just ran from the villa in the distance, and the villa that closed her is a little antique, and the whole villa is very gorgeous and novel, here and there are completely two extremes.

Just a cursory glance, Tang Qian cautiously went up to the second floor, there are several bedrooms on the second floor, the study, the innermost room, only the innermost room, the lock, is still a very old kind of chain lock, gently pushed, the door can still be pushed open, only a crack is exposed, the window inside is open, the curtain is light gauze, the white gauze curtain is gently carried up by the night breeze, Tang Qian hurriedly closed the door and walked downstairs.

The atmosphere in the room just now was very weird, from the gap she could only see the window and the fitting mirror on the side, the dressing table opposite was reflected in the fitting mirror, and there were a few open cosmetics on it, she couldn't see it clearly from too far away, but she intuitively felt that the cosmetics should be sometimes......

It was a woman's room, but it was inexplicably weird......

I couldn't help but be a little scared, but I went downstairs faster, and as soon as I stepped down the last staircase, the lights in the hall suddenly turned on.

Taken aback, the entire living room lit up, and Tang Qian saw the middle-aged man standing in the corridor leading to the living room looking at her coldly.

Her feet were soft, and she held on to the wall to stabilize her body.

I haven't seen him for five years, he is a little older, but the devouring chill between his eyebrows has not decreased sharply because of the years, and it is still ......

Song Zhenyuan paced leisurely and walked into the living room, the three or four people behind him also followed respectfully and silently, and after the middle-aged man looked around, he raised the gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Tang Qian, "Since you ran away, why don't you run farther, in the villa, what ......are you looking for?"

Song Zhenyuan's face was expressionless, and his voice was mellow and sharp with the unique mellowness of his age, which made Tang Qian's heart tremble.

Tang Qian snorted coldly and looked away, but he was stunned again.

The lights in the whole living room were bright, and she noticed that there were a lot of oil paintings hanging on the wall, hibiscus flowers, just like the paintings she saw on the yacht five years ago, and where she stood, one meter away, there was a big oil painting, but it was not a flower, but a woman, with long hair and a shawl, gentle and moving, and a smile like a spring in March, which made people feel warm, seeing this smile, Tang Qian's heart was shocked, and a strange emotion rose from her heart, but she didn't know what it was......

With a "click", the sound of the pistol being loaded sounded in his ears, Tang Qian suddenly came back to his senses, raised his hand, and the lighter in his hand instantly jumped out of a cluster of light.

This is what she had just seen on the coffee table, the golden lighter, which looked like it was worth a lot of money.

"I know killing is nothing to you, but the moment you shoot, I'll set all the paintings on fire!"

As he spoke, Tang Qian approached the portrait with the lighter in his hand, and sure enough, he saw the middle-aged man's face change.

It was only for a moment, and the middle-aged man's face returned to normal again, "Originally, you didn't have to die!"

A layer of sweat broke out in the palms of his hands, and the wound covered with a cloth strip was oozing blood again, and the hand holding the lighter could not help but tremble.

"You don't need to threaten me, it's a big deal to die, there's nothing to be afraid of, as long as you firmly believe that your bullet is faster than the flames!" Tang Qian gradually approached the largest oil painting, his eyes fell on the middle-aged man's fingers, and he was taken aback when he saw his fingers gradually retracted.

Originally, those people on the mountain road could have killed her directly, but they still took great pains to arrest her back, and there was no action to kill her, plus she was even more convinced that she should not be in danger of life for the time being!

But now, did she miscalculate...... Angered this man, he really wanted to kill her......

After thinking about it, Tang Qian spoke again, and the flame was closer to the oil painting, "There are some things, if you miss them once, they will be gone, and everything here should be very precious to you!"

So, although the things in the room look old, they are kept very clean, and try to maintain the appearance of the place, and even if it is the lock of the bedroom, it is only a chain lock, and the structure of the bedroom door is not broken......

This is where the woman lives in the painting!

"As long as you shoot your brain, your flame may not be faster than a bullet! I hate being threatened the most in my life!" Song Zhenyuan narrowed his eyes, a chill burst out, and his fingers were about to pull the trigger, when a tall figure rushed out. Blocked in front of Tang Qian in a matter of seconds. blocked Tang Qian's line of sight.

Everyone in the room was stunned at the same time, and the man's voice was already ringing in the hall.

"If you want to kill her, kill me first!"