Ah Qi walked over and whispered a few words in Mu Ziqian's ear, he didn't even raise his head, and said lightly: "Let the second master come forward." ”

"Yes. Ah Qi quietly retreated.

In recent years, Longhutang has made part of its underground business clear, and the black background has gradually been whitewashed by Mu Ziqian, which is the main reason why Mu Ziqian chose to agree to the hidden marriage, and it is also the cause he has worked hard for in the past seven years. When he first inherited the family business, the three forces divided the country into three parts, and Mu Ziqian not only had to run the Mu family, but also manage the struggle between Longhutang and the other two forces. In other words, letting Qiu Jing live in another circle is more conducive to her safety, but he has never mentioned these in front of her.

Today, Ah Qi came to him because there was a mining company under Longhutang, which involved mining rights, and the Sanhe Society, which had always been opposed to Longhutang, instigated local villagers to obstruct it. Let the second master come forward, he is more relieved.

The second master is called Zhou Qiliang, who is the brother of Mu Ziqian when he was a teenager, and after he returned to the Mu family, the two were still in contact from time to time, until Mu Ziqian took over the family business and pulled Zhou Qiliang up to become the second master. Zhou Qiliang is steady, resourceful, and although his methods are ruthless, he is scheming, which is also one of the few brothers of Mu Ziqian.

Thirteen hours later, the plane landed in Switzerland.

The madman drove and waited outside the airport, and when Mu Ziqian walked out of the airport waiting hall, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Mu. ”

Mu Ziqian looked at him with faint eyes, "What about people?"

The madman replied: "I went skiing in the mountains this morning." ”

Mu Ziqian raised his eyelids slightly, snorted coldly, and leaned over to sit in the car.

Along the way, the car was quiet and depressed, the madman was driving intently, Ah Qi sat in the passenger seat, peeked at Mu Ziqian from the interior mirror, at this moment he was expressionless, his tense body was sitting upright, and his anger was impossible to ignore.

Ah Qi knew in his heart that Mu Ziqian at this time was the most dangerous and murderous, and he could put people to death without moving.

At that time, Qiu Jinghao took Ming Jin to the ski resort in the Alps, today the sky is high and the clouds are light, the wind is refreshing, and the ski resort gathers tourists who come to vacation on weekends.

Ming Jin was wearing a red ski suit, a black velvet hat, holding skis taller than him in his arms, and his eyes lit up excitedly when he looked at the long and steep ski slopes.

He ran to the slope and shouted in surprise: "Mommy, hurry, hurry." ”

Qiu Jinghao carried her backpack and walked up from under the snow slope, seeing his happy appearance, her eyes were warmer, and she instructed: "Ming Jin, walk slowly, beware of falling." ”

When the child sees the snow of his dreams, he doesn't care if he will fall, and his excited little feet jump around on the ground.

Qiu Jing shook her head helplessly, holding the skis in one hand and holding the child's little hand with the other, "Let's go to the post station in front and store the things." ”

Ming Jin nodded obediently, "Okay." ”

At the inn, Qiu Jinghao rented two storage boxes, put their belongings in locks, and then went to the aerial cable car to take the cable car to the ski slope.

Ming Jin sat on the cable car, looking down at the climbing ground, his little feet swinging, "Wow, that's amazing!"

Qiu Jinghao sorted out the child's scarf and covered her small mouth, "Ming Jin, if you feel uncomfortable, tell Mommy quickly, do you know?"

Ming Jin squinted his eyes and smiled, crooked like a crescent moon, "Hmm." ”

Soon arrived at the beginner ski slope, Qiu Jinghao took Ming Jin and began to teach him the essentials of skiing movements, the child learned very quickly, and he could already complete the beginner ski trail independently in half an hour.

After that, Ming Jin begged Qiu Jing to take him to the intermediate skier's area, and when he saw that he was indeed fine skiing, he took him there.

Ming Jin learns everything quickly and is very spiritual, which Qiu Jing doesn't want to admit that his high IQ comes from the good genes of his parents.

On the snow track, laughter, people galloping, Ming Jin slipped as much as possible, and finally broke away from Qiu Jinghao's side and blended into the crowd, Qiu Jing was busy following, sliding not far from Ming Jin, watching the child's petite body light and free, when sliding on a small hill, he also helped to start, and the person jumped up, Qiu Jing was so frightened that his heart was hanging.

"Mingjin, slow down," she shouted.

"It's okay Mommy!"

But in the next second, the child landed steadily, blended into the crowd again, and turned back to Qiu Jing to show a big smile, and the hearts of those who watched it warmed.

After skiing for more than an hour, Ming Jin's little face was flushed, Qiu Jing was worried that he was tired and had an asthma attack, so he stopped and rested next to him to play again.

Qiu Jinghao squatted down, helped the child untie the skis under his feet, and asked, "Are you tired?"

Ming Jin gasped and replied, "No, I'm not tired." ”

Qiu Jinghao's eyes were warm, and she took off her gloves and covered the child's little face, "It's all panting like this, and I'm not tired." ”

Ming Jin put his arms around Qiu Jinghao's neck and drilled around in her arms, "I'm not tired, I'm not tired, I'm not tired, I still want to play." ”

The child's hair was fluffy, soft like a fledgling feather, and the heart of the face was soft, and the smell of his body was as fresh as a spring in the mountains and forests, pure and sweet.

Unconsciously, there were fewer and fewer people around, and the voices became quieter and quieter, Qiu Jing's sensitive nerves were tense and she sensed that something was wrong, and she was just about to turn around when she was covered by a black shadow.

She was shocked, and instinctively hid Ming Jin behind her, even in such a situation, she still looked calm and calm, raised her head, and met Mu Ziqian's dark eyes.

A pair of eagle eyes were sharp, with an invisible knife, stabbing at Qiu Jinghao.

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The four eyes were facing each other, silent and silent, and Qiu Jing suddenly felt that he had cast a fixation spell by his terrifying gaze.

The cold wind crossed, the snow was white, and the overwhelming robe and cloak that looked like a man's triumph, he looked down on the sky, and ruled the world.

The cold yin owl's voice pulled back Qiu Jing's good gaze, "Master of Escape, we meet again." ”

Qiu Jing bit her lip, although she didn't want to admit it, her fear was growing exponentially.

She swallowed, forcing herself to ignore his sense of oppression, and after looking around, she dispelled the idea of escaping, Mu Ziqian's people had surrounded her, and she couldn't escape at all, let alone with Ming Jin.

Mu Ziqian glanced coldly at the boy behind her, and then withdrew lightly, "Let's go, go back to where you live." ”

Qiu Jing helped Ming Jin sort out the scarf, although she was nervous, she still comforted the child, "Franklin, I'm tired, let's go back, okay?"

Mommy calls him Franklin, and that's what she calls him every time she is in front of a stranger.

Ming Jin tilted his head to look at the stranger behind Qiu Jinghao, Mu Ziqian's eyes were cold and gloomy, but Ming Jin was not afraid of him, and silently withdrew his eyes.

He is very sensitive, and he can feel that the current atmosphere is not good, although he doesn't know why the adults are unhappy, but he is still curious to stick to Qiu Jing's ear, and ask in a low voice:

"Aunt Qiu, who is he?"

Qiu Jing twisted her eyebrows, she didn't know how to introduce it, she only rubbed the top of the child's head, "She's a friend of Auntie's." ”

"Oh. Ming Jin secretly glanced at Mu Ziqian again, and always felt that this sudden uncle made him want to get close.

The group returned to the foothills of the Alps on a snowmobile