Therefore, even if Deng Wanting is not involved, it is inevitable that she has heard some things about Ai Qianqian and the president of Mushi Group. It's just some false gossip, and I deliberately went black when I saw that people were too popular.

However, Mu Zinan is now waiting in the parking lot?

So those rumors......

Suddenly---

Deng Wanting's cold gaze fell, and she quickly denied her idea just now.

Shallow is a simple girl, no.

……

Deng Wanting gave Ai Qianqian a gentle smile, and then pulled Ai Qianqian to the bedroom, but Ai Qianqian was even more anxious, and her trembling voice was almost dyed with crying.

"Sister Wanting, I'll go for a while, Ma ---"

"You always have to change your clothes when you go out."

Deng Wanting clenched Ai's shallow and cold little hand.

Ai Qianqian was stunned.

When I lowered my head, I realized that she was still wearing pajamas.

Led by Deng Wanting, Ai Qianqian seemed to have lost her soul, and walked into the bedroom to change clothes with obvious stiff steps.

When Ai Qianqian came out after changing her clothes, she was simply dressed up as "fully armed" by Deng Wanting.

The thick and long black down jacket wrapped the whole body, the black bud hat, and the long hair like a waterfall wrapped around the small face, which was almost invisible.

……

Deng Wanting took Ai Qianqian's hand,

"Shallow, don't you want to say something to Xiaoru?"

Lin Xiaoru is their agent, and according to the situation, their whereabouts are all to be told to the agent.

Ai Qianqian raised his head and shook his head while saying,

"No, Sister Xiaoru must have slept."

Deng Wanting looked at the wall clock again, it was past eleven o'clock,

"Then be careful yourself, and call me if you have something."

Ai's shallow eyes trembled fiercely, and his beautiful voice had become a little hoarse, and he said,

"Well, Sister Wanting, thank you."

……

There was a "click" sound---

Ai Qianqian opened the door.

The quiet corridor seemed a little empty, and Ai Qianqian almost trotted all the way to the hotel's underground parking lot.

Looking at the black petite figure that left on the corridor, Deng Wanting was faintly uneasy.

Twisting his eyebrows slightly, he said lightly to himself,

"Let's hope nothing happens."

Then he closed the door and went into the room.

……

Underground parking at the hotel.

"---"

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang out in the more empty and lonely parking lot.

The black Maybach, parked at the far right corner, spun awk!

Then he drove out and quickly disappeared into the cold night of winter.

In the parking lot, in the dark corner, a hidden light suddenly flickered faintly......

……

Night.

The howling winter wind continued to blow, and the invisible rain fell so clearly and coldly on the windshield of the car.

Even though Mu Zinan adjusted the air conditioning in the car to twenty-five degrees, Ai Qianqian still didn't feel a trace of warmth, and his hands and feet were cold.

Ai Qianqian turned his head a little stiffly and looked at the man in the driver's seat,

"Tell me, about my parents, and,"

The indifferent voice suddenly stopped.

Ai's shallow hand that fell on his leg clenched suddenly, and his nails dug deep into his palm.

"And, the accident a year ago."

After speaking, Ai Qianqian involuntarily bit her lower lip and faded her original beautiful lip color.

Mu Zinan looked at Ai Qianqian, whose face was pale, and his dark eyes tingled.

Eventually---

Everything he had been trying to hide could not be concealed any longer......

"Shallow."

Mu Zinan called her name gently, just like they once were, and the big clenched hands gently fell on her shoulders, wanting to give her strength.

Ai looked at him coldly and did not respond.

Mu Zinan's eyes trembled slightly, holding Ai Qianqian's shoulder, working harder, and said slowly in a heavy voice,

"You have to be mentally prepared."

Mental Preparation......

It's psychological preparation again.

Moment---

Ai Qianqian only felt a biting chill all over her body, which eroded her skin in pieces.

The indifferent eyes looked at the cold night outside the car window, and there was a tingle.

……

Then, Ai Qianqian turned his head, looked at Mu Zinan more detachedly, let go of his clenched lips and teeth, and asked him coldly,

"The cold air from Siberia came, and the whole country suddenly cooled down and entered the cold winter ahead of schedule.

Mentally ready?

Mu Zinan, what kind of psychological preparation should I have to meet this winter? Don't you think it's a little late? ”

Ai's shallow and detached gaze was cold.

Mu Zinan held the palm of Ai Qianqian's shoulder tightly and shook it violently, but he couldn't say a word to refute her.

Slowly, Mu Zinan let go of Ai Qianqian.

handed the black document bag on the other side to Ai Qianqian, leaned heavily into the driver's seat, and said in a gloomy tone,

"Then let's take a look at this first."

……

Under dim headlights---

Ai Qianqian looked at the black document bag in his hand, his uncontrollable hand trembled, and he opened it tremblingly.

When Ai Qianqian saw the contents of the document bag, the first thing he saw was ---

He raised his hand and covered his mouth tightly!

The tears that were fiercely suppressed in his eyes could no longer be held back!

All of a sudden, snatch out of the eyes!

"Tick" sound---

smashed heavily on the first piece of paper full of black letters, wetting the top two black letters,

"Suicide note"!

In the small and closed carriage, the sound of dead and suppressed crying spread out in the dark and chilling night.

Like a rose blooming in front of the grave, the wind and rain are shaking, and the broken petals are swirling and withering in a desperate and barren world......

……

Italy.

In the dark fire laboratory, Ji Tianqi had already woken up.

That handsome cheek, but there was no trace of blood, as if it had been frozen in the most biting winter, devouring all the arrogant edges of Ji Tianqi's evil youth.

Slowly, Ji Tianqi's evil eyelids opened, and he saw a group of people standing in front of his hospital bed.

There are Ji Zefeng, Gu Yimi, Boss, Xiao Miaomiao, and Mo Li.

Because Bai Xue's body has not yet recovered, the flight has been for a long time, and after seeing Ji Tianqi just now, he was sent back to his room by the boss to rest.

Gu Yimi held Ji Tianqi's cold palm tightly, and there was a heart-wrenching shatter in his gentle eyebrows and eyes.

If she could, she really hoped that she could bear such a painful illness instead of her youngest son.

Ji Tianmiao also changed her usual noisy and domineering, lying quietly beside Ji Tianqi's bed, and her little face, which was always smiling weirdly and evilly, was also stained with sadness.

……

Seeing Ji Tianqi wake up, everyone was excited.

Gu Yimi's body even shook involuntarily, but was held steady and powerful by Ji Zefeng, who was standing beside him.

Ji Tianmiao's eyes drooped down, and "whoa" suddenly widened in surprise, but he was excited but deliberately lowered his voice and called him,

"Little brother!"