Mu Ziqian lowered his head and blew the porridge in the spoon, and then brought it to her mouth, "You need to replenish nutrition." ”

Qiu Jing pursed her lips and looked at Mu Ziqian with straight eyes.

She didn't open her mouth, and his spoon didn't move away, the two were deadlocked, and finally Mu Ziqian put it down.

Qiu Jinghao: "Say it." ”

Mu Ziqian put the bowl in his hand on the bedside table and held Qiu Jinghao's hand, "Jinghao, when we found you, you were the only one in the room." ”

Qiu Jinghao's eyes turned red, "What about the child?"

Mu Ziqian's fingertips caressed the back of her hand, as if silently comforting, "Mu Yubin took her away." ”

Qiu Jing twisted her eyebrows, "No, it's not Mu Yubin." ”

Mu Ziqian mistakenly thought that she couldn't stand the reality of losing her child, and hugged her, "Jinghao, I will find the child, and I will definitely find her." ”

Qiu Jinghao kept shaking her head, "No, it's not him, it's Andy who took the child." ”

Mu Ziqian smoothed her back, "Andy is dead. ”

Qiu Jing insisted, "No, he's not dead. ”

Mu Ziqian hugged harder and harder, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." But it's quiet, let's face it, Andy is dead. ”

They watched Andy's car crash into the sea and fall into the icy water, and even if he narrowly escaped, the broken hand would have caused him to bleed to death.

Mu Ziqian continued: "Everything was planned by Mu Yubin. Don't worry, I will definitely find him, and if I find Mu Yubin, I will find our daughter. ”

Qiu Jing pushed Mu Ziqian away, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were resentful, "Why don't you believe me?"

Mu Ziqian looked at her tearful eyes, which were full of grievances, and he held her shoulder, "How do you know that Andy is not dead?"

"Before I was anesthetized, I smelled a perfume belonging to Andy. ”

Mu Ziqian frowned.

"His perfume is unique, it's a fragrance just for him, I'm sensitive to pollen, his smell, I can't be mistaken. ”

"You're sure. ”

"Absolutely. ”

"Did you see him?"

Qiu Jing shook her head, "No, he covered my eyes." ”

Hope rekindled in Mu Ziqian's eyes, but it soon dimmed again.

"Didn't Andy have a broken hand? He couldn't have done a C-section on his own. ”

Qiu Jing smiled absurdly, "I've seen Andy dissect the corpse, and the movement of his right hand is very skillful, but I always feel awkward, until I find out that Andy is left-handed." ”

Mu Ziqian stretched his eyebrows, "He broke his right hand." ”

Therefore, he who holds a knife in his left hand will not be affected.

Suddenly, Qiu Jing remembered one thing.

Andy's uncle runs a company that specializes in customizing fǎng zhēn mechanical prostheses for private individuals. ”

Mu Ziqian immediately got up, "I'll send someone to find Andy." ”

Qiu Jing watched her leave.

A castle outside London

The eerie underground corridor is long and cramped, and the dim light continues all the way to the end.

A tall figure came to the iron door, pulled hard, the iron door opened, and the strong smell of disinfectant water came to the nose.

Turn on the light, suddenly it is bright, the room is spacious, surrounded by various medical equipment, and in the middle of an operating table, on which a person is strapped.

At the sound of the voice, the man on the bed moved, and he closed his eyes tightly because the sudden light made him uncomfortable.

There was a sound of metal and glassware colliding in his ears, and Mu Yubin on the bed turned his head to look, a tall back was wrapped under the surgical gown, and he couldn't see the person's face, so he kept staring at the person.

Until the moment he turned around, Mu Ziqian was incredulous, and then gritted his teeth and said:

"You're not dead?"

Andy's face was as smooth as ever, with a faint smile, and Yongya's noble eyes looked at Mu Yubin.

"Aren't you dead? ”

Mu Yubin laughed and said indifferently: "Now you can kill me, come on!"

Andy shook his head lightly, put on the goggles, came to the side of the operating bed, and shook the syringe in his hand in front of Mu Yubin, "I'll make a foie gras for you." ”

Mu Yubin laughed loudly, "Haha Andy, are you going to cut off my liver and eat it?"

Andy ignored it and said while injecting him with anesthetics, "Next, enjoy it." ”

"Hmm" Mu Yubin whimpered, his expression frozen in horror.

Andy put on the shooter, stepped aside, and played classical music.

He came to the bedside with a scalpel and pulled the lamp above his head closer, "I'll give you a wonderful human anatomy experience." The corners of Andy's mouth were raised, and a gentlemanly smile said, "I promise, it must be very, very painful!"

Mu Yubin's pupils shrank, his facial expression stiffened, and he lay there like a corpse.

The sharp scalpel glittered in the light, Andy's dark eyes stared at Mu Yubin's eyes through the goggles,

"Do you know why I agreed to work with you?"

“”

"You are like me, good at ěi zhuāng, good at hiding, don't hollow out all your bottoms, she won't want to live a stable life in the future. ”

“”

The sharp scalpel slashed from Mu Yubin's beginning, and blood gushed out instantly, and the air was filled with the smell of blood

Andy focused on cutting his organs, "If she doesn't love him, I may let you go, you killed Mu Ziqian, I am the biggest beneficiary." But you're unlucky, I'm unlucky, she loves him, I can only get rid of you and make her happy. ”

Mu Yubin's mouth and nose began to bleed out.

"You were stupid when you first came to me, and Mu Ziqian found out, and my cooperation with him was much happier than with you. ”

Mu Yubin spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Andy stretched his abdomen open and carried the human organ to show it in front of Mu Yubin's eyes, "This is your intestines, heh" He smiled and threw it in the tray on the side.

"You have a good liver, bright red in color, no fatty liver. He took it off and put it in a vessel filled with salt water, "Tonight's dinner will be hearty." ”

In the basement, a shocking symphony echoes, and Andy's upright back melts into this surging music

Two hours later, Andy walked out of the basement wearing a white shirt and black pants and holding a glassware in his hand.

He went straight to the kitchen and opened the fridge and put the glassware in.

Footsteps came from behind him, "Master Andy, Isabel is awake." ”

Andy closed the refrigerator door, turned back with a gentle smile on his face, and turned to walk out of the kitchen.

The dark red carpet stretched upstairs, Andy walked slowly up the stairs to the second floor, opened the door, and the pink princess room, ivory white furniture, and dreamy curtains spread out on the top of the crib.

The child made a lazy cat sound, and Andy came to the bedside, lifted the curtain, and picked up a pink child.

Andy looked at the time, "It's time to feed her." ”

The maid handed over the bottle, Andy sat on the sofa with the baby in his arms, he lowered his eyebrows and watched her gulp of milk, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"You get out. ”

The maid calmly exited the room.

In the past three years, Mu Ziqian has not had any news about Andy, and Qiu Jing has suffered the pain of losing her daughter in the past few years.

Aunt Wen is getting older and older, she doesn't say anything, and she knows in her heart that Mu Yubin has already encountered an accident, her spirit began to be in a trance, and then she is forgetful, often forgetting where to put things, and often forgetting to turn off the soup on the stove, and finally she doesn't even know anyone, only remembering the fourteen-year-old Mu Ziqian.

Someone mentioned that Aunt Wen would be sent to a sanatorium, but Mu Ziqian refused.

"She only remembers me when she was fourteen, isn't it? ”

This matter was put aside, and Aunt Wen was raised in Qingfeng Garden, and the servants called her Mrs.

When Ming Jin came back from school, Aunt Wen stood on the porch early and waited, and the maid beside her supported her.

The madman opened the car door, Ming Jin stepped out of the car, looked up and saw the old man on the steps, he smiled slightly.

"Young Master Ziqian, is school out?"

Ming Jin nodded, "Yes, Aunt Wen, I'm out of school." ”

Aunt Wen took Ming Jin's hand, "Quickly give me the schoolbag, it's weird." ”

Ming Jin instead supported her, "It's okay, I'll move my back, Aunt Wen, I'll help you in." ”

Mu Ziqian was worried that Qiu Jinghao had been immersed in the pain of thinking about her daughter, so she discussed with the director of the Huanshi Police Station and asked her to continue to work at the police station or be a special assistant.

Under the management of Mu Ziqian, Mu's net assets have increased sharply year by year, and Mu's position in the country is solid and stable, and the Su Group in country X is known as the two major economies.

Qiu Jinghao walked out of the first interrogation room, having just completed a polygraph of a suspect in a bank robbery.

She walked down the boulevard back to her office, and shǒu jī rang out at that moment.

"Ziqian, I was busy just now, so I didn't answer. ”

Mu Ziqian: "I still have five minutes to get to the door of your unit, pack it up, and I'll pick you up to meet someone." ”

"Who?" said Qiu Jinghao, walking up the stairs.

"Some people say that they may have seen the only one that year. ”

Qiu Jing paused, "Really?!"

"That's what Diàn Huà says, let's make sure. ”

Qiu Jing was good but quickly calmed down, she walked on the handrail of the stairs, her voice did not fluctuate, "Okay." ”

On the seventh day of the child's disappearance, Qiu Jinghao named the baby girl who had not met the only one.

Their only daughter.

But just like every time in the past three years, I was disappointed.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was quiet and somewhat depressing.

Mu Ziqian grabbed Qiu Jinghao's hand, "I'll find it." ”

Qiu Jing leaned on Mu Ziqian's shoulder weakly, her face was a faded tear, "I can't hold on, Ziqian." I really can't hold on!"

She turned around and hugged his arm, crying like a tearful man.

Mu Ziqian doted on her back and coaxed lightly: "I can't hold on, rely on me, I will be strong for you." ”

She cried wet the suit on his chest, and also cried Mu Ziqian's heart.

The car stopped in front of the gate of Qingfeng Garden, and Fu Feiyang turned back to Mu Ziqian and said, "Mr. Mu, there is a person standing at the door. ”

Mu Ziqian looked towards the door, and saw a tall and straight man holding a little girl wearing a small black cloak in his arms, and a pair of pale blue pupils under the brim of the hat were deep and dark.

The little girl put her arms around the man's neck, and her big eyes looked in the direction of the car.

After Mu Ziqian saw the person clearly, he was surprised for a few seconds, "Andy"

Qiu Jinghao looked out of the car sharply, and saw the little girl in his arms at a glance, although she had not met once since she was born, but the maternal instinct guided Qiu Jinghao, that was her only one.

The couple got out of the car, there was surprise in their eyes, but also sudden apprehension, for three years, they did not forget this child for a moment.

Qiu Jing stood still, with tears in her eyes, and looked the child up and down greedily.

Andy looked at her and smiled at the child in his arms, "Isabel, it's Daddy and Mommy." ”

In the child's clear eyes, the reflection of the two is reflected, and the immature call:

"Daddy, Mommy. ”