Rong Ziheng's aura around him was sluggish and depressed, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes, as if he didn't want others to see his vulnerability.

After a long pause, he said, "I'd rather him die in the gang battle than see him betray me." His voice was grim, but he still couldn't hide the helplessness and sadness inside.

Brothers who share hardships in life and death, who is in a panic, let alone the person he brought up.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Luo Xiangyu thought of who Rong Ziheng was talking about, the yellow-haired little boy who followed him all day long, it seemed that he was not in shape, but in fact, his efficiency in doing things seemed to be good.

didn't expect this kid to do such a thing, Luo Xiangyu was also a little silent for a while.

The comfort between the two men was speechless, Luo Xiangyu left the hospital without staying long, patted Rong Ziheng on the back and left a sentence as he left.

"Go with the flow."

Mu Shaohan stretched out in satisfaction, and then looked at the new winter design drawings that had been completed on the table, and the mobile phone next to her displayed Tang Xiaotang's dialog box, and after expressing satisfaction with her finished design, she also told her that Monna Lisa would be on the market in a few days.

There is still more than a month to go before the Chinese New Year, Tang Xiaotang's studio has received more and more orders, and there is even some big brands like Monna Lisa coming to the door, thinking that the clothes he designed will become popular styles on the market in a few days, I am still a little happy in my heart.

After taking a break and making herself a cup of flower tea, she looked up at the clock, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and after calculating the time, she felt that Man Youyang should not have slept yet, so she called him.

The phone was connected, the voice over there was a little noisy, Mu Shaohan said "Hey", and said "Wait a minute"

The noise gradually quieted down, presumably to find a quiet place.

"Hanhan, why do you have time to call me?" Man Youyang's voice was a little suppressed with excitement, and now he didn't have to think about it to know that he must have a happy expression.

Mu Shaohan slowly walked to the window, then licked his somewhat dry lips and said, "Remember Xu Mingyue?" ”

A sneer came from the man over there: "How could I not remember the culprit who caused your body to be injured like this." ”

Since he remembered that it was much easier to handle, Mu Shaohan nodded and said, "Help me find out what happened when she was in the United States." ”

"Leave it to me." Man Youyang's voice was firm, as long as she proposed it, no matter what it was, he would try his best to do it.

Mu Shaohan looked up at the night sky, and his voice was hoarse and empty: "Check carefully." ”

Since it was said that it was going to be investigated, then investigate it in all aspects, whether it is her background or her experience, in short, this woman cannot be threatening.

The woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window narrowed her eyes, and there was a predatory light in them.

Recently, everyone in the Meng family knows that Meng Dihua knows the wife of the president of the Luo family, but the big man who came once made her be arranged to the room with the best lighting and scenery in the house with a few random words, and all the furniture was renewed, and she became the most popular person in the Meng family in an instant.

"Miss Dihua, be careful to go down the stairs." The servant kept an eye on her feet as she went downstairs, fearing that she would accidentally step on the air or slip and fall down.

When she walked to the door under the eyes of everyone who were almost worshipping, someone immediately opened it for her, and then followed by a servant who came up and asked her, "Miss Dihua, where are you going?" ”

The corners of Meng Dihua's mouth twitched almost inaudibly, she just had something left behind and came back to get it, these people don't need to make such a big move, right?

She is not an ancient queen, and someone will come up to ask when she goes out.

"Laboratory." Meng Dihua, who was holding a document, replied lightly.

Walking out of the door, several different cars immediately drove up to her and stopped, and the servant who had just spoken explained to her with a smile: "Which car do you want to take to the laboratory?" Like this,"

He pointed to the red sports car on the far left: "The color is sleek and stylish, with a focus on his powerful engine, which can reach an average speed of 24.16 kilometers per hour." ”

"And this, noble black, low-key and luxurious in appearance."

"Stop." Meng Dihua endured and endured, but still interrupted the maid who seemed to be a professional commentator, she still had urgent matters, let him continue to talk like this and not until tomorrow?

"So which one would you like to travel in?" The maid turned her head sideways and gave her a standard perfect smile.

Meng Dihua took a deep breath and pointed to one of them, and he immediately stepped forward and opened the door, and thoughtfully put his hand on it to prevent her from bumping into her head.

She walked over and didn't feel the world clear until she got in the car.

A series of services are perfect and impeccable, but she is not used to it, she has never experienced the feeling of the stars holding the moon, and now she is suddenly surrounded by people, and she only feels awkward all over.

As soon as she got out of the car at the entrance of the laboratory, a car-looking Lamborghini blocked her way, the front window slowly lowered, and the man in sunglasses turned his head and pulled out a bright smile at her.

Without the slightest hesitation, Meng Dihua walked into the door of the laboratory, ignoring the man's shouts behind him.

As soon as she sat down in front of the test table, someone appeared out of her head and waved at her, so frightened that she almost threw away the test tube in her hand.

Glaring at him fiercely, Meng Dihua turned his head and said to a man in a white coat in a cold voice: "Who put him in?" ”

The person holding the notebook was stunned, and asked her with a bit of a clouded head: "This person said it was your boyfriend, or did he come in with you......"

Seeing him say this, Meng Dihua pursed his lips and said no more, glaring at Rong Ziheng, who was grinning with his teeth, and lowered his head to concentrate on his own experiment.

Rong Ziheng leaned over to Meng Dihua's side, leaned on the table and turned his head to look at her side face.

The lamp on the workbench played a light and shadow, reflecting on her serious face with a bit of coldness, the long eyelashes laid a shadow, a pair of eyes staring at the test tube in her hand, without blinking, her nose looked straight and handsome, very three-dimensional, her beauty was different from other women's softness, with a sense of elegance and refinement, without a trace of vulgar powder.

"Goddess." Rong Ziheng involuntarily took out his mouth.

Meng Dihua, who watched the color change of the potion, stiffened, and then continued to look casually, as if Rong Ziheng did not exist at all.

"Goddess." He shouted again.

This time, Meng Dihua didn't even frown.

Seeing that she didn't care about herself, Rong Ziheng didn't bother her anymore, stood up and wandered around the laboratory, looking here and touching that, and then a cold voice sounded behind him.

"Rong Ziheng."

When he turned around, he saw that Meng Dihua's white coat had been taken off, changed into a regular suit, and looked at him with a faint expression.