Du Wen coldly threw down four words, glanced at her, and followed out of the room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Mr. Quan!Secretary Du!" Jiang Xinxin tried to pounce.

But Du Wen's eyes were quick, he quickly closed the door of the room and locked Jiang Xinxin inside.

Quan Zichen had already gone out, and someone was watching at the door.

Du Wen said to them: "Look at it, report to me immediately if there is any situation." ”

"Yes, we know. ”

"Hmm. ”

Du Wen also walked out of here quickly and caught up with Quan Zichen in front.

It was dark outside, with only a not-so-bright lamp hanging outside.

It's a very remote place, and there are no people everywhere, and there is no life. Surrounded by bamboo on three sides, the sound of "swish" is everywhere in my ears.

At this time, the wind was blowing, and the night wind was blowing on the body, which was a little cold.

Quan Zichen was already standing outside, Quan Zichen was long in the moonlight, his back was straight, and his whole person exuded coldness.

His Maybach was parked not far away, and Duven stepped forward and stood beside him.

Quan Zichen put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, took out a lighter with the other, and lit a cigarette.

Du Wen couldn't figure out Quan Zichen's thoughts, what was this man thinking at this moment?

Do you feel too tolerant of Jiang Xinxin?

Du Wen was silent, and kept standing with Quan Zichen.

Smoke swirled around Quan Zichen's side, and his deep eyes looked into the air, looking at the moon hanging in the sky.

"Mr. Quan, are you still thinking about Jiang Xinxin?" After a long time, Du Wen spoke.

"I'm thinking about Kwon Yang. ”

"Li Fan's clue is broken, but I have also been checking the whereabouts of the truck last time. ”

"Is there a result?"

"Vice President Kwon is very shrewd, and when I went to check the truck, I found that the truck had been destroyed. ”

"The arrival of his goods is equivalent to another large amount of money. ”

"It was my mistake and I'm going to step up the process. Du Wen apologized.

The more and more funds in Quan Yang's hands are gathered, which is undoubtedly a huge threat to the Quan Group and Quan Zichen.

"I asked you to check Mu Qingqing's information, how is it going?" Quan Zichen took a puff of his cigarette and turned his head to look at Du Wen.

"There wasn't much to find, it was too fragmentary, and there were only some basic things. I'll sort it out and send it to you. ”

"Hmm. ”

The cigarette in Quan Zichen's hand was about to burn to ashes, Quan Zichen took a puff and threw the cigarette butt to the ground.

Black men's leather shoes stepped on and extinguished the cigarette butts.

He strode over to his Bugatti, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat.

Du Wen also followed: "Mr. Quan, I'll send you......"

"No, I don't. Quan Zichen closed the window.

"Then you walk slowly. Duvine bent down.

Quan Zichen stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and drove the car out of this deserted place.

He glanced up at his watch, and it was half past nine in the evening.

Bugatti quickly disappeared in front of him, and Du Wen watched Quan Zichen leave, and then got into his car.

In the villa of the Quan family, Mu Qingqing has been learning to knit sweaters from Wang Ma.

Wang Ma taught very patiently, and Mu Qingqing studied very seriously.

"No, no, this lace hooks like this. Mother Wang showed Mu Qingqing the hand-knitting.

"Oh!" Mu Qingqing suddenly realized.

Wang Ma was watching from the side, and Mu Qingqing was knitting on the side, and the pink sweater had already been knitted for a small time.

"Qingqing, this lace you hooked is suitable for a little girl. Wang Ma said.

Mu Qingqing looked down at himself and let out a faint "grace".

Wang Ma looked at Mu Qingqing like this, and really found that Mu Qingqing had really grown up three years later.

Although a lot of things have changed.......

It's a pity that many things are not so perfect.

The only fortunate thing is that Mu Qingqing stayed by Quan Zichen's side. Although, even she didn't know whether Mu Qingqing was really willing to stay or was forced.

What about the future?

Mu Qingqing was carefree, she continued to hook her sweater, and she didn't notice Wang Ma's thoughts at all.

"Qingqing, are you hungry, I'll go make you some snacks. Wang Ma said.

"I'm not hungry, I eat a lot at night. ”

Wang Ma nodded, sat next to Mu Qingqing, and continued to watch her knit sweaters.

"Mother Wang, what did you say Quan Zichen was doing when he went out so late?" Mu Qingqing asked casually, as if he had suddenly thought of it.

"It could be socializing, or it could be a work-related thing. ”

"Before......... Is he always busy at night, too?"

Mu Qingqing had a casual tone again, as if he was asking casually.

Of course, Wang Ma knew what this "before" meant, Mu Qingqing wanted to ask about those three years.........

"At that time, the young master basically came back early in the morning, and sometimes he didn't come back all night. ”

"The nightlife was very rich. Mu Qingqing said lightly.

Although I said this, my heart hurt a little. Who said he was smart?.

He's just a fool, a big fool in every bit!

Wang's mother told her before that when Quan Zichen didn't come back, he was basically out socializing or drinking.

Drink until stomach bleeds, drink until migraine.

In the three years she was not there, he tortured himself like this, tossing to death.

What is he for, and why bother?

"After you come back, the young master's life has become more regular, and I am much more relieved. Wang Ma said.

In those three years, Wang's mother was worried every day, for fear that if she was not careful, Quan Zichen would be hospitalized again.

She remembered that in the half year that Mu Qingqing had just left, Quan Zichen had to go to the hospital almost every other month.

The doctor told him not to drink, not to drink, as if he couldn't hear it. At that time, no one dared to persuade Quan Zichen.

Mu Qingqing and Wang Ma talked for a while, most of the time it was Wang Ma who was talking, and she was listening.

At nearly nine o'clock, Mu Qingqing put away his things: "Mother Wang, I'll go upstairs to sleep." ”

"Okay, I'll make you a glass of milk, and drink a glass before going to bed, it's good for sleep. ”

Mu Qingqing nodded, put away all the wool, and walked upstairs.

She estimated that Quan Zichen would not come back tonight, and in the past few days, she hadn't said much to him, so she didn't know if this man's jealousy had passed.

Mu Qingqing took a bath, and after drinking milk, she leaned on the bed and read design books for a while.

During the day, she received a call from the Kwon Group, asking her to go to work in the design department next Monday.

She's happy, it's better to go to work than stay at home. Moreover, she loves to do design, which is one of her hobbies.

After reading the book, her eyelids began to fight, she turned off the light, and fell asleep in her pajamas in a daze.

I don't know how long she slept, but in her sleep, she was awakened by a kiss with a cold and smoke smell.

"Hmm........." Mu Qingqing groaned softly, pushing him weakly.