Wang Yi sighed in his heart and shook his head distressedly: "Okay, it's okay, I boiled some chicken soup, it's still hot." ”

Zhang Zhitao drank the soup, and his heart was already full of tears.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhitao stopped moving, and she vaguely remembered that she seemed to have seen Mu Ziyang in the bureau.

Zhang Zhitao asked, "Uncle Wang, has Mu Ziyang ever been here?" ”

"He's gone."

"Oh." Zhang Zhitao nodded in disappointment.

Wang Yi didn't hide Zhang Zhitao, and told her about Zhang Ping's critical illness.

After Zhang Zhitao heard this, he was taken aback, and he hurried back to H City.

Wang Yi didn't stop it, after all, Zhang Zhitao said that Zhang Ping was her only relative.

So he drove Zhang Zhitao to H City Hospital.

H City, the Mu family's mansion.

Mu Zihao looked at the document in his hand and smiled slightly.

Then he took the collected information, paced to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked into the distance, and his eyes gradually became deeper.

"Ziyang, you have to remember that no matter what I do, it's for your good."

"Even if you hate me, it's okay!"

Mu Zihao sighed deeply and clenched the thin paper in his hand.

"Zihao."

Behind him, a thick and slightly vicissitudes of life voice sounded, and Mu Zihao turned around leisurely: "Dad." ”

Mu Lin walked over, and his face was calm and calm accumulated over the years.

"Zihao, I heard that you saw Ziyang?" Although Mu Lin was very indifferent on the surface, there was already deep expectation in his tone.

Mu Zihao nodded.

Mullin's eyes flashed with joy, and he was perfectly hidden.

Mu Lin struggled for half a lifetime to consolidate and stabilize the Mu family's business, the family business was successful, and the children and grandchildren were full, but such an achievement was all covered up because of a regret.

That is Mu Ziyang.

Of course Mu Zihao knew, although Mu Mulin never said it.

Seeing that Mu Lin didn't speak, Mu Zihao said again: "He's fine." ”

"Hmm." Mullin nodded, looking unconcerned.

Feeling the longing in the old man's heart, Mu Zihao thought about it and said, "He...... He doesn't have time to come back now, so I'll take him back when he's done. ”