Mu Ningyuan didn't know much about Lin Qian, only that she was Miao Miao's only friend. It's just that he didn't expect that such a seemingly ordinary woman would actually have a relationship with the Nanjia family in Tibet.

The family in Tibet, covering the sky with one hand......

Mu Ningyuan and Nanshu have no business intersection, if you really want to talk about it, maybe Rong Rui and Nanshu are more familiar.

Mu Ningyuan closed his eyes, held the phone, and spoke: "I know." ”

He remembered what Mu Huaijin had said to him.

Mu Huaijin once said that Mu Ningyuan was not cruel enough, and as a superior person, his momentum was not strong enough. The reason why he was able to accept Miao Miao's rejection was because he knew very well in his heart that as long as he wanted, he could control Miao Miao's whereabouts at any time.

He never had to worry that Miao Miao would completely disappear into his world.

Later, the phrase came true.

She finally disappeared from his world completely.

In the quiet, smoke-filled room, Nanshu sat on the ground by the sliding door, gently twisting the tobacco leaves with her fingertips.

Outside the paper door, his subordinates knelt on one knee and reported what they knew through the thin door.

"We've stopped all of Mu's investigations. ”

"Hmm. ”

A cold voice sounded, like a crisp sound made by a clear glass bead hitting the ground: "Do you know the reason?"

"Mu Ningyuan and Miss Lin are not familiar with each other, according to the speculation of his subordinates, it should be because of Miss Lin's friend Miao Miao - Miao Miao is Mu Ningyuan's ex-wife. ”

Nanshu tilted his head slightly, and in the dim room, a fire flashed and quickly extinguished. His fingertips extinguished the remaining sparks, and he raised his hand and waved.

The shadow was reflected on the paper door, and the men under him saw it, hung their heads, and disappeared silently.

Nanshu stood up, his bathrobe loose and loose, revealing a large bare chest, as warm and white as jade.

With his slender calves raised, he reached down and pulled down the strap of his bathrobe, opened the door, and the steaming hot spring came into view.

The world was a bright red, and the sky was filled with fiery clouds. Nanshu leaned against the edge of the hot spring, tilting his head and squinting at the sky.

The Adam's apple that spit out slightly from his neck rolled up and down once, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and stretched it towards the sky.

In the end, it failed for a long time.

No one would ever reach out and hold his palm firmly.

Miao Miao's life in her hometown is not unnourishing.

There is no noisy urban impetuousness, she is like a villain who has escaped from reality and broken into a fairyland, carefully holding her hard-won peace.

Although Rong Rui still has to be an eyesore from time to time, Miao Miao's temper has become better since she became pregnant, but she is not always cold to Rong Rui, and occasionally she can smile a little.

She didn't know that there was a man who had stayed all night at the downstairs of the house before her, all night long, unable to close his eyes.

I don't know what kind of mountain shook when Rong Rui and Mu Ningyuan met at the cocktail party. Two equally outstanding men,-for-tat, either suppressed their momentum, and almost didn't turn the drinking party upside down.

She only learned from the occasional news newspaper that Mu Ningyuan's power territory had expanded again and again, and Mu Ningyuan's momentum became more and more condensed.

But presumably Rong Rui's forces are the same, because he has less and less time to appear, and Miao Miao can obviously feel that there are more and more people around him who protect him.

She didn't know that among those who protected Rong Rui, a considerable number of them were the ones Rong Rui arranged by Miao Miao's side to completely block Mu Ningyuan's inquiry.

In October, a subsidiary of Mu Ningyuan took over the development project of the ancient city, and as the leader, he naturally had to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

"Mr. Mu is really young and promising. In the future, the development of our city will depend on the strong support of Mr. Mu. During the banquet, many leaders smiled and toasted with Mu Ningyuan.

The corners of Mu Ningyuan's mouth hooked a smile, just right not to make people feel indifferent, and not to give too much enthusiasm. He held a wine glass, which contained a high concentration of liquor: "Director Lin is polite, I will ask you to take care of Mu Mou in the future." ”

"Where, come, cheers!"

A full glass of liquor, drink it all in one go.

In the end, several leaders planned to come to the second wave, after all, the night was still long, and it was a bit of a waste of time to go home early like this.

Mu Ningyuan declined the invitations of several leaders on the grounds that he was unwell—of course, he was able to get out so easily because he was really unwell.

The leader nodded to the secretary beside him, and the secretary bowed his head and drove Mu Ning to the best hospital in the ancient city.

"Mr. Mu doesn't seem to have a very good amount of alcohol. The secretary played the steering wheel and smiled and talked to Mu Ningyuan to divert his attention and make him less uncomfortable.

Mu Ningyuan covered his stomach, his face was pale, but his lips were bright red because of too much drinking. He leaned back in his chair and smiled: "Yes, it's still Secretary Xu, I'm ashamed." ”

"They are all people in the wine field, and if they drink too much, they will naturally practice. When I first graduated from college, I could vomit and diarrhea for days with a liquor or two. Secretary Xu saw that Mu Ningyuan's face was really ugly, so he quietly stepped on the accelerator.

"Don't worry, safety is the most important thing. Mu Ningyuan smiled and spoke, opened his eyes and looked at Secretary Xu in the rearview mirror, "I can bear it." ”

"This stomach problem is a crime, but even a dignified seven-foot man has to roll on the bed, Mr. Mu, you hold on a little longer, the hospital has already arranged it. You will be checked as soon as you go. ”

"Hmm. ”

Mu Ningyuan closed his eyes slightly, looking at the receding scenery outside the window from the subtle afterglow of the corner of his eye.

This is her hometown.

However, he passed through countless places here, but never met her again.

Maybe it's true, the fate of this life has been exhausted, and every encounter in the future is a luxury.

In the past half a year, the intrigue between him and Rong Rui has reached a white-hot stage, and each other has its own damage, but only her, he is real, and he can't find any news.

Maybe she can disappear so completely, not only because of Rong Rui's protection, but also because of her will.

Drunk people are prone to cranky thoughts, Mu Ningyuan's brain was groggy all the way, and there was like a palm on his stomach that was tearing and entangled, and when he arrived at the hospital, he was already a little delirious.

Secretary Xu immediately asked the doctor to send Mu Ningyuan to the emergency room.

He was lying in the ambulance, being pushed into the operating room by doctors and nurses, and the operating room next door happened to be entered.

The man was covered in white sheets, and his long hair was messy from the edge of the bed, about a woman. The abdomen is high and bulging, and it should be about to give birth.

He was confused, and his eyes were about to close.

In the afterglow, I saw a familiar figure.

Ban Qingyi ran with the nurse with a panicked face, not knowing what he was talking about.

Ban Qingyi!

If he was Ban Qingyi, then the woman lying in the ambulance must be-

Mu Ning stood up violently, wanted to get out of bed, lifted her sheets, and took a closer look at her face, but in the next second, the pain hit, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.