Twenty minutes later, the car pulled up outside the hotel.

"Arrived, thank you." Xue Mu jumped out of the car first.

She didn't look back, put her hands in her pockets and walked straight to the hotel.

Teng Mo stood against the car door, and slowly sat back in the car until Xue Mu's figure was no longer visible.

Mu Chen: "Master Teng, are you still looking for someone?" ”

Teng Mo shook his head: "Go check." ”

Mu Chen: "...... Be. ”

It wasn't until Mu Chen left that Teng Mo closed his eyes.

His heart was not beating regularly.

He can't remember when he always dreamed of things he hadn't experienced, and the most impressive thing for him was that a woman covered in blood was hung there with the breath of her life.

The woman's face was covered in blood, and her age and face were indistinguishable.

Tenmer knew her name, but every time he was about to call out that name, he would wake up with a knife in his heart.

That feeling, Teng Mo frowned.

I really don't want to reminisce.

Just now, when he saw the slender figure leaning against the wall motionless, the feeling of heartache resurfaced, and Teng Mo wanted to grasp the feeling.

It's very similar, so to speak, almost exactly the same.

Jinxing Hotel.

The staff saw Xue Mu walking in and hurriedly greeted him.

"Excuse me, miss, do you need anything?"

"I'm looking for someone." Xue Mu looked around.

In her previous life, she had been here once, and the private room was upstairs.

Xue Shengqing and Sun Xu were not seen in the hall, they should have been in the private room upstairs.

Xue Mu walked directly to the staircase.

"Hey, our private rooms can only be visited by appointment, who are you looking for? What is the private room number? The greeter stopped her.

It's a young girl, and her voice is weird and good, but she doesn't dare to see people with a face, so it shouldn't be a big boss who brought fun from the dance hall, right?

Not sure who she was looking for, Yingbin didn't dare to take someone upstairs casually.

Xue Mu: "I'm looking for a gentleman surnamed Sun, who talks business with my father. ”

Yingbin smiled: "It turned out to be Mr. Sun's family, please here, they are in the No. 7 private room." ”

In the private room.

Xue Shengqing smiled and raised his glass, he was not very good at socializing, almost all of them were Sun Xu saying: "Boss Xie Yang's appreciation, the matter of the contract is ......"

"Contract, don't rush to spread it first, let's talk about the cloth first," Boss Yang knocked on the ashtray with a cigar in his hand, meaning something: "The fabric you want to order is not easy to find in the market, and the price of other people's cloth can be more than twice as high." ”

Sun Xu seconded: "The price is negotiable......"

"The price is not negotiable!"

Bang.

The door to the private room was pushed open.

Xue Mu stood at the door, and his cold voice intercepted Sun Xu's words.

“…… Mu Mu? ”

Xue Shengqing was bending down to help Boss Yang pour wine, and he was very surprised to see Xue Mu wearing a mask.

"Xue Mu?" Sun Xu frowned, thought of something, and hurriedly changed into a smiling face and explained to Boss Yang: "Boss Yang, this is my sister who is her sister, hehe, I heard that I broke my head in a fall, and I don't know why I came here." ”

In other words, her brain was broken, and you don't mind what she said.

Xue Shengqing was not happy, glanced at Sun Xu and put down the wine glass, and walked quickly to Xue Mu's side: "Mu Mu, how did you come here?" Did your mom follow? ”

"Dad......"

Xue Mu restrained the choking of his voice, swept around lightly, and finally looked at the person who was called Boss Yang.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses, a cigar in his mouth, he sat reclining on the back of the chair, with one arm still on the back of the chair, very social.