It didn't take long for a group of people to arrive silently.

People go to the empty alleys, and the faint smell of blood fills the air and hides in the stench.

In the crowd, a strong man with a scar on his face sniffed the smell in the air, twisted his eyebrows, and then looked at the overturned trash can, and said to the man in the lead: "Head, they should have just left." ”

Headed by the man, the man's facial features are handsome, the phoenix eyes are slightly picked, he is wearing an ink-colored Zhongshan suit, and his figure is as long as a bamboo.

He was holding a slender cane in his hand, and at the head of the staff lay a golden dragon on his stomach, held in the palm of his hand as pale as snow.

Hearing the strong man's words, his expression was indifferent, and his tone was cold: "Since we left, let's go back too." ”

The strong man was stunned, a little unwilling: "But, Mr. Smith is there......"

Hearing this, the man's phoenix eyes flashed slightly, and he swept towards him slightly, obviously without any waves, but it still made people feel a trace of fear: "A wine-stuffed rice barrel, what are you afraid of." ”

It's nothing more than a man who only bullies women.

If he remembered correctly, the failure of Smith's collaboration was entirely self-inflicted, and he wanted to vent his anger on that woman, and he didn't think it was ridiculous.

The words fell, and the strong man was silent, but his slightly heavy face still revealed a little reluctance.

Seeing this, the man was about to turn around, and said coldly: "The dog has to know who its owner is, if you can't even recognize the owner, don't ......"

With that, he turned and left.

Behind him, the strong man's face changed greatly, seeing that he left calmly, he only felt cold to the bone, and after gritting his teeth for a while, he lowered his head and said in a rough voice: "Head, I was wrong, I will go to the dark hall to receive the punishment......"

Smith offered a high price, so he took the order, and he didn't want the mission to fail.

It's just that he didn't expect that the man next to the woman would easily solve the person they arranged......

It's just that a businessman from the East actually let him fall on such a simple list, and he is naturally ashamed.

However, he almost forgot that their leaders never cared about this......

And just when he was disheartened, the man in front of him suddenly paused, as if he thought of something, and his phoenix eyes moved slightly: "Atonement for your sins, go find out who that man is......"

The person who can easily solve them must not be simple......

Hearing this, the strong man's eyes lit up, and he immediately bowed his head, and he had to go to do something quickly.

……

This one.

The car drove steadily.

Mu Wan'an woke up from the nightmare, and he saw the man's face frowning slightly and closing his eyes and sleeping lightly.

Her eyes were glazed, thinking of everything that had happened before, ups and downs, and all kinds of emotions in her heart could not be calmed for a long time.

Her body became stiff, she moved slightly, as if disturbing Song Bingjue, the man's eyebrows frowned deeper, and the arm holding her tightened, making her unable to move.

She was stunned, pressed against his chest and nose, sniffed lightly, and actually smelled a faint smell of blood.

Thinking of the injury on Song Bingjue's back before, Mu Wan'an's face wrinkled......

……

Although frightened, the most serious thing on Mu Wan's body was only abrasions.

It was Song Bingjue, because of tossing back and forth, the wound on his back collapsed again, and when he arrived at the hospital, he showed signs of fever.

After the wound is treated, the doctor is still treating the wound for Song Bingjue.

didn't go back to rest, Mu Wan'an stood outside the ward.

She was wearing a hospital gown, her face was pale from the outside, and she was as transparent as paper in the light.

Her face was full of self-blame.

Put it on the knee and hold it tightly.

Seeing this, Han Xiu on one side opened his mouth and comforted her: "Miss Mu, the president will be fine." ”

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an just shook his head, was silent for a moment, and then lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Secretary Han, Mr. Song has been injured for me several times, and some things can not be passed if there is nothing to do." ”

She has always wanted to keep her distance from Song Bingjue.

But now, after the other party was injured for her one after another, she began to suspect that the so-called keeping of distance was just her self-righteous hypocrisy.

Even, she didn't know how to face the relationship with Song Bingjue next.

She pursed her lips tightly, and the abrasions on her body hurt everywhere, but what she knew better in her heart was the appearance of Song Bingjue coming to save her.

Seeing this, Han Xiu didn't say much, and stood aside dutifully, like a door god.

It wasn't until the doctor came out of the ward that Mu Wan'an came back from his thoughts and quickly stood up: "Doctor." ”

"Mr. Song's injuries are under control, if there is no more fever after tonight, he should be fine." The doctor took off his mask and said.

Mu Wan'an and Han Xiu nodded, and after listening to the doctor's instructions, they walked into the ward.

In the ward, Song Bingjue had not woken up yet, Han Xiu sat for a while, and when he saw that Mu Wan'an insisted on staying, he planned to leave.

"Miss Mu, then I'll go back first." In addition to the follow-up to the alley just now, the matter on Delen's side still needs him to deal with.

As for the president here, if he stays here, the president will probably think he is an eyesore.

Mu Wan'an nodded, glanced at Song Bingjue on the bed, and said, "Okay." ”

……

The night is as cool as water.

After Han Xiu left, Song Bingjue showed signs of burning halfway, Mu Wan'an was not at ease, and tossed back and forth several times, and when it was determined that Song Bingjue's condition was stable, he was completely relieved, and under the persuasion of the nurse, he slept in the next bed.

When I woke up the next day, it was just dawn.

Mu Wan'an woke up early, looked at the time, and saw that Song Bingjue was not awake after washing, so he asked the nurse to help check his body temperature, and as soon as the body temperature was measured, Song Bingjue woke up.

"Awake?" Seeing him open his eyes, Mu said good night and asked softly.

"Hmm." The man nodded, and after the dark eyes flashed slightly, only a faint indifference remained.

Just like last night, the two of them looked after talking.

I expected that the other party would be such a reaction, but Mu Wan'an inexplicably felt like a fish in his throat.

She paused for a while before finding her voice: "The wound on your back is broken, and the doctor said that during this time, you had better lie down and not move around......"

She lowered her eyes, realizing that her voice was hoarse, pursed her lips, and turned to pour water.

After thinking about it, he poured two cups, and placed one cup on the cabinet next to Song Bingjue.

"Hmm." Song Bingjue still responded lightly.

There was an awkward silence in the air.

Mu Wan'an only felt that there was an invisible pressure, constantly pressing her heart, making her unable to take it easy.

The atmosphere between the two seems to have returned to the politeness and detachment at the beginning.

Even, there is a little more estrangement.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Wan'an couldn't find anything to say, so he had to sit in his hospital room.

Approaching noon, Han Xiu came over in a hurry.

Last night, Mu Wan'an's lost bag and mobile phone were found together, and Mu Wan'an was surprised.

"That thief has been committing crimes in the neighborhood on weekdays, and he has been committed several times, and the local police know him very well." Han Xiu explained.

Seeing that Mu Wannight was checking things, he turned to look at Song Bingjue, and vaguely noticed that the atmosphere between the two people was strange, he thought about it, didn't ask much, but looked at Song Bingjue, and said, "It has been found out, it is someone from the Smith faction." ”

Yesterday's good night incident may have been an accident or a premeditation. As Song Bingjue's assistant, Han Xiu habitually preferred the latter, so afterwards, he immediately found someone to investigate, and sure enough, a little clue was taken from the thief's mouth.

Hearing this, Song Bingjue pursed his lips, and his eyes showed a little coldness: "Do those people know who it was yesterday?" ”

The foreign forces are complicated, Mu Goodnight was rescued last night, the other party did not succeed the first time, and he will definitely attack the second time.

Han Xiu shook his head: "I haven't found out yet." ”

Seeing this, Song Bingjue's face was cold.

Their words were not deliberately restrained, and on the side, Mu Wan'an, who listened to their words in his ears, suddenly paused, and after a while, he asked out loud: "What happened last night......

If she heard her correctly, what happened last night wasn't an accident, but ...... What did Smith do?

Why?

She didn't expect that if she couldn't reach cooperation, the other party would use this method to retaliate.

What's more, if the cooperation is not successful, isn't it the other party's own problem?

"Smith wants to test the relationship between you and me." Song Bingjue opened his lips, and as he spoke, he raised his eyes, and his deep and deep eyes looked at Shang Mu goodnight: "It's a pity, the truth is not what he imagined." ”

As if he understood the meaning of his words, Mu Wan'an's face was slightly pale, but he didn't know why, and he was a little annoyed, and the question that had been pressed in his heart blurted out directly: "Since we are not what he imagined, then why did you let him misunderstand?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the ward suddenly froze.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Mu Wan'an bit his lip desperately, and his face, which had just recovered his blood, was about to turn pale.

Unwilling to look at Song Bingjue again, she staggered her gaze and closed her eyes.

Sure enough, in front of Song Bingjue, the sanity and calmness she wanted to maintain were all bullshit.

She's not stupid.

If Smith set up a game from beginning to end, then why not Song Bingjue?

A person who has never brought a female assistant, this time suddenly brought her, what else could there be besides showing off her specialness?

Smith wants to test her relationship with him because her relationship with him is not so pure, not to mention, what if Song Bingjue didn't plan to cooperate with Smith from the beginning?

Therefore, with her as the starting point, all the games may be the game within the game done by Song Bingjue, isn't it?

She doesn't want to think of people as bad and complicated, but she can't guess Song Bingjue's person from beginning to end, and all of this points to his deliberateness......

The atmosphere, the silence of death.

Her questioning was unexpected, and a trace of astonishment flashed in Han Xiu's eyes, and then he looked at Song Bingjue.

On the bed, Song Bingjue's dark eyes had become turbulent, and the emotions in them were unimaginably fierce.

He closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and asked hoarsely, "So, you think I'm using you?" ”