Of course, Mo Chunshan knew that He Wan'er's apology was referring to retching - it was indeed very annoying, he worried about her for more than ten hours, and it was easy to confirm that she was safe, and she smuggled the car to chase the criminal, and caused trouble again.

Fortunately, although the car fell into the river, nothing happened to her.

He worked in vain for most of the night, broke his heart for her and was frightened by her, and froze for two hours in order to salvage an empty car from the river.

I'm still frostbitten, and I'm still not well.

But what about her?

She had already gone ashore, and she didn't call the police in time, and went to an irrelevant man's house to take a bath, eat, and change her clothes—what did she look like? If she ignores potential dangers just because she is good, she is not afraid of falling into the mouth of the tiger again?

At that time, when he saw her appear by the river, his heart was happy, surprised and afraid, and his mind was full of mixed feelings, but a big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

She first ignored him, and when she saw it, she retched.

He was a little embarrassed at the time, but it wasn't enough for her to be disgusted like that, right?

Or in front of so many people, among whom there are dozens or hundreds of employees under him - the CEO of a listed company, does he lose face?

The more Mo Chunshan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't have the slightest intention of swallowing his anger, and after a half-mocking "heh", he said: "It's me who should say I'm sorry, right? I didn't have time to clean myself up when I got out of the water, so I scared Reporter He at night." I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time, I really didn't have time to clean up, so I wore a mask to cover half of my face, so as not to affect Reporter He's appetite. ”

"No, no, no, it's not like this," He Wan'er explained with a white face, "How can you scare me with such a good look?

Mo Chunshan never felt that a man was good-looking and something to be proud of, but when he said it from her mouth, he didn't know why he was so ironed.

So he was half angry, but he still refused to answer.

He Wan'er made a bitter face, buried his head, endured the overwhelming shame in his heart, and continued to explain: "That day-the thin man who beat you that day was in the freezer...... He...... touched my heart......"

The more she spoke, the lower her head became. She didn't want to mention this matter at all, but in order not to let Mo Chunshan misunderstand, she could only say this shameful and humiliating.

Fortunately, she used two words with her heart to replace a sensitive part, which can make the shame a little.

Really, it's so embarrassing to be told such a thing as indecent assault, or in front of a man.

didn't notice that Mo Chunshan, who was opposite her, had a sudden tightening movement with his fingers holding the cup.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to raise her head, guessing in her heart whether Mo Chunshan would lose her breath, and finally heard him speak, but she called the staff and replaced the coffee in front of her with a cup of boiled water.

Mo Chunshan was silent, but he was quietly taking a deep breath, which suppressed a trace of anger and fear in his heart.

In fact, as early as ten o'clock that night, the thin man who fled by car was intercepted, and he had already explained what happened after He Wan'er was kidnapped that day.

Knowing that Mo Chunshan was particularly concerned about this matter, the intimate Meng Qianyang took some trouble to put the so-called "confession of the criminal suspect" in front of him even if he didn't have his instructions.

So in addition to knowing the plans of the three people that night, he also knew some things that He Waner didn't know.

For example, what was the horn of another gangster used to do - it was actually intended to emulate the Taosi tragedy and use it to torture the woman who fell into their hands.

It's also unpleasant to say that the tool of the crime that was stained with the blood of the victim personally took the life of the perpetrator.

In the hours after He Wan'er disappeared, he had thought about what would happen to her if she fell into the hands of those people, and he had planned for the worst at that time, but at that time, it was more about solving problems and preventing the consequences from happening, and he didn't have time to think about what he would do if those bad results happened.

After the kidnapping incident, He Wan'er looked alive except for a wound on his face, and he subconsciously ignored the possible injuries.

At this time, listening to her talk about being taken advantage of, the momentary memories of fear that day once again poured out from the bottom of my heart.

He Wan'er is strong enough to escape on his own, which makes him admire and admire, and even has some unprovoked pride.

Moreover, even if she was not so lucky, he was able to arrive in time to keep her safe.

But what if she wasn't tough enough, or maybe he wasn't there for her and no one noticed anything unusual about the deck car?

So what does He Wan'er look like now?

Mo Chunshan didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't stop the scarlet pictures that flashed in his mind unconsciously.

There is also the fear and fear that gradually spreads.

He Wan'er was still whispering: "I just saw the wound on your face at that time and remembered it." I'm disgusting that person, not disgusting you. ”

The more she talked, the more aggrieved she became, and suddenly, her hair was drooping and listless.

"That's why you want to see me?" Mo Chunshan asked quietly.

In fact, I haven't been angry for a long time, and the emotions of that night just come from a loss of control that I haven't had for a long time, and the fear of losing.

He Wan'er continued to bow his head and said, "And—thank you." ”

The last two words, the breath is very light, and it has stopped for a long time.

Mo Chunshan did not speak.

He Wan'er only felt that this overwhelming silence was too embarrassing.

She hurriedly brushed the broken hair from her ear and said, "And your car...... The question of how to pay. ”

The more she spoke, the more ashamed she felt, and the more uneasy she became.

"I don't think I'll be able to come up with that much money for a while. Can it, can it ...... Installment?" He Waner said his plan, and during the period, he stumbled, and it was easy to say the word installment.

"Heh, I thought you could stop for four long shots. ”

He finally spoke.

He Wan'er bit his lower lip lightly, waiting for him to pronounce the sentence.

"If you have insurance, you don't have to pay for it. Even if I want to pay compensation, I will find the surname Jiang to settle the account. Your shallot, it's not enough to stuff your teeth. ”

Mo Chunshan's voice was full of disgust, and he had already regained his previous ease and indifference.

He Wan'er looked up in surprise - this is the Mo Chunshan she is familiar with, the poisonous boss Mo, who spares no effort to find every opportunity to harm her.

But since he was willing to hurt her, everything was easy.

Most of the stones hanging in her heart fell to the ground.

But it's okay to forget that the scar hurts and the pain is an inferior root that He Wan'er can't get rid of, she has a little courage, and suddenly wants to skin it.

So he blinked and picked the corners of his mouth: "Who said I was a shallot?

Mo Chunshan was already very hard, but this time he finally couldn't help it, turned his face sideways, covered his lips, and smiled lightly.

He Wan'er was almost stunned.

How can these eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the thin lips, and the chin be just right?

Oh, and the fingers are also very nice - slender, with knuckles but not so obvious, and the posture of holding the cup is also calm and elegant.

Why did Mo Chunshan look better after being beaten?

Could it be that the scar man will still return my drifting fist?

Mo Chunshan was also looking at her.

After not seeing her for a few days, she seemed to have lost a little, and her cheeks were slightly concave and looked a little haggard.

He frowned and asked, "Have you had lunch?"

He Wan'er was stunned and replied, "What?"

"Today's lamb chops are of good quality, would you like one?" he said suddenly.

He Guaner originally wanted to refuse, but he didn't know why he remembered the Amdo lamb chops on the night of the Orionid meteor shower, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

She didn't come here until lunch, but she was worried about Mo Chunshan's attitude at noon, so she put it down after eating a few bites.

Now I am indeed hungry.

Mo Chunshan saw her expression and knew that she was hit again, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and called the staff a few meters away, and ordered the restaurant to send a raw roasted lamb chop, and specially ordered the white truffle juice made by the chef.

After arranging the additional meal, Mo Chunshan stood up, his voice was flat and warm: "You eat slowly, I still have business to deal with." ”

He Wan'er thanked him, watched him turn around and go in the direction of the elevator, and suddenly remembered another thing.

After Gu Nian's autopsy report came out, and the police's conclusion on her death, the focus of the investigation of the case shifted to economic crimes, and it was related to the joint handling of cases between Gyeongju and Shanghai, and there would not be much progress for a while.

The Gu family's parents decided that it would be better to let Gu Nian be buried in the ground, otherwise she would be lying alone in the freezer, and she would feel distressed when she thought about it.

Zhongxian County is hundreds of kilometers away from Gyeongju, and the traffic is not too convenient, and because of the regulations of funeral management, Gu Nian can only be cremated in Gyeongju first, and then go back to his hometown for burial.

The time for cremation has been set, and a mourning hall will be rented at the funeral home for mourning.

Her heart sank, the sadness in her eyes flashed, she stepped forward and stood behind Mo Chunshan, and said, "Gu Nian's funeral is held on Saturday, I think, you have a lot of worry about this matter, do you want to ......"

Before He Wan'er finished speaking, Mo Chunshan understood what she meant.

"Three days later?" he asked, looking back.

He Wan'er didn't pay attention, and met his eyes directly, stunned.

"The mourning hall is located on Shipan Mountain?" he asked again.

He Wan'er nodded stupidly, only to feel that the pair of eyes in front of him were really good-looking.

The sun was just right, passing through his hair and spreading evenly on his face. His dark eyes had become a deep, warm brown, his eyelids were just the right width and curvature, and his eyelashes were still so long, gently stirring with his breathing.

For some reason, she remembered the phrase - I'm going to swing on your eyelashes......

He Wan'er was a little ashamed of his strange state, and hurriedly lowered his head to cover his heart, and the glimmer of light and warmth in his eyes flashed back to his mind.

In a trance, she heard his reply: "I'll go, you wait for me." ”