"The president's question really reminded me of one thing, but it has nothing to do with the fake incident of the Qiansheng Group, but about the Warsaw Group."

"Oh, about the Warsaw Group? Let's talk about it. ”

Fang Yan's words with a hint of doubt fell, Jiang Hongxia's eyebrows were slightly relaxed, but she suddenly became interested.

For Murong Ping, the old guy, she is actually not like Nalan Yanfeng, she has too much hostility because of her personal relationship, but she has fought several times in the business field before, but between the two of them, they have their own wins and losses, so she still attaches great importance to the Warsaw Group in her heart.

After all, even Murong Nan, who was arrogant at the beginning, has always been in awe of Murong Ping, a cousin.

Although there are many family generations in it, I have to admit that Murong Ping, the president of the Warsaw Group, who usually sees the dragon without seeing the end of the dragon, must be a well-hidden and scheming senior business tycoon.

Seeing that Jiang Hongxia was slightly curious, but her tone seemed casual and casual, Fang Yan, who knew her character well, looked a little more solemn at this moment, and then pursed her lips and slowly confided.

"I listened to the conversation between the two people sent by the Warsaw Group, and they should both be Murong Ping's son, that is, the personal secretary of Murong Yao, the young president of Warsaw. I just vaguely heard from their conversation that Murong Yao ordered them out this time, as if he wanted to bring someone back to meet him. ”

"I thought you were talking about something. It's just that they want to bring someone to see Murong Yao, didn't you hear? ”

Jiang Hongxia shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, the corners of her lips lifted slightly and smiled helplessly, but she still didn't forget to continue to ask. However, after seeing Fang Yan slowly shaking her head, she only shrugged her shoulders, looking at her appearance, she didn't seem to take this matter to heart.

Fang Yan was a little surprised by Jiang Hongxia's reaction when she saw this, she thought that the latter didn't understand the meaning of her words at all, so she hurriedly added a sentence and reminded her in a serious voice.

"Don't you think it's strange, President? It's not that I didn't hear it, it's that they didn't say it at all. When they felt that there was no one around, they did not say the name of the person they were looking for. Then there are only two possibilities. ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Hongxia finally got straight when she heard this, she lowered her head and thought about it slightly, and sure enough, she began to feel a little uneasy like Fang Yan, and she seemed to have roughly guessed something in her heart, her hands wrapped around her chest clenched her arms slightly, her expression became solemn, and then she followed Fang Yan's words-

"What is possible, you go on, and see if it's the same as I guessed."

"First, they don't know what the name of the person they are going to find and bring to see Murong Yao on the mission they took this time; The second is ...... They must want to do something unseemly, and they have ghosts in their hearts, so they don't dare to say it. ”

"The first possibility is probably unlikely. But if it's the second case, then this matter is not as simple as it seems. Why did Murong Yao find someone to go back to Songhai to see him when something like this happened in Qiansheng Group? In this way, maybe this incident is somewhat inseparable from Murong Yao's fear. ”

When Jiang Hongxia frowned and slowly stated the thoughts in her heart, Fang Yan, who was watching her quietly, fell into another silence, for Jiang Hongxia's guess, she did not directly nod in agreement, but her eyes slowly wandered in this office, and her eyes didn't even wander for some reason.

What she was looking for, her slender willow eyebrows rose upside down, and she continued to murmur in her heart in confusion—

"In fact, is it really as the president calculated? Why do I always feel that something is wrong? Xu Wei and Meng Lu, their expressions at that time ......"

Santa Fe Central Hospital, in a single room with a warm layout on the third floor of the inpatient department.

At this moment, on a wide and warm single hospital bed, Mo Qingyu had already woken up from a deep sleep, leaning on the thick pillow, sitting on the bed and quietly eating the spoonful of dinner handed in front of him, with a faint smile on his delicate and cute little face, looking extremely happy.

"Qingyu, how many days have you not eaten? Let me tell you, if you're still hungry after eating this bowl, I won't be able to feed you. ”

On the edge of the bed, the young man who was sitting diagonally towards Mo Qingyu, holding a night's wonton in his hand, and was seriously feeding her mouth, was Mo Qingfeng, who rushed to the hospital after getting rid of Tang Yating's entanglement.

He looked at the fewer and fewer wontons in the bowl, and then glanced at the two leftover soup bowls that had been vacated on the bedside table just now, his eyelids jumped slightly, and he sighed a little in his heart. My sister is really sick and eats so much.

"Hmph, I don't think my brother wants to feed me, right? I'm embarrassed to make this kind of excuse for saying it clearly, so you give it to me, it's a big deal that I'll eat it myself. ”

Mo Qingyu swallowed the food in her mouth, lightly raised her jade hand and pushed away the spoon that Mo Qingfeng continued to hand, pursed her small mouth and immediately complained a few words of dissatisfaction, and finally did not forget to turn her head to Huang Yun who was sitting on the chair in the corner of the bed on the side, and pretended to cry with a look of grievance: "Grandma, look brother, he even fed me once and turned around and laughed at me." ”

"You girl, you really don't know how to be satisfied, but I blame your brother. Your injury is not healed now, and it is better to eat less for this dinner, so as not to be unable to digest it. ”

Huang Yun, who was sitting quietly watching this scene, saw her granddaughter's coquettish appearance, and her heart suddenly softened. But this time unexpectedly, after he glanced at Mo Qingfeng by the way, he didn't follow the rain as before, but suddenly helped Mo Qingfeng speak, and there was a little persuasion of Mo Qingyu in his tone.

Shen Ruxin sat quietly beside Huang Yun, and her face, which had been indifferent, couldn't help but slowly emerge with a warm smile.

And Mo Qingfeng was slightly surprised for a moment when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Huang Yun, he didn't expect that this time grandma would stand on his side and not help Qingyu speak.

"Did you hear that, grandma said she wanted you to eat less. Otherwise, if you suddenly get fat, see which boy dares to like you in the future. ”

After making a joke, his heart naturally couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed, and Mo Qingfeng was happy to joke at Mo Qingyu, after all, he also hoped that the latter could smile more.

Because he clearly remembered that when he first came, Mo Qingyu saw the expression on his face when he entered, but he was not as excited and happy as he imagined, but faintly, there was a very deep hidden loss, which flashed from the girl's eyes.

And until Mo Qingyu started to eat dinner, Mo Qingfeng found that his sister's expression was unnatural, not only put away the liveliness and activity that should have been in the past, but was always quiet, and his face was still faintly melancholy.

From time to time, the girl's head was slightly raised, looking in the direction of the door of the ward, as if she faintly wanted to wait for someone to come.

Of course, Yi Mo Qingfeng's understanding of her sister, the person she may be waiting for to see will obviously not be her father, otherwise she would not be so quiet but not in a hurry.

And at this moment, except for Mo Shaotian, Qingyu's brother, mother, and grandmother are all here, and Mo Qingyu is still waiting, obviously someone else.

"Could it be Qingyi......

"Brother, what are you talking about? Grandma, why are you helping my brother talk? That's because I didn't eat all day yesterday. Besides, the wontons in the hospital are really delicious, and when I am sick, I will get better faster by eating a little more to replenish my body. ”

Mo Qingfeng's heart was slightly sunken, and inexplicably, when he remembered Qingyi, Mo Qingyu's coquettish voice shouting and explaining to himself interrupted his thoughts again.

"Okay, okay, you have a point, my brother said you can't do it. Now, you can feed you as much as you like. Come on, open your mouth. ”

Mo Qingfeng reluctantly disarmed and surrendered, with a look of "You are my little ancestor, you have no problem at all", Fang stretched out his hand again, wanting to feed Mo Qingyu to continue eating, but the latter stretched out his hand and pushed away instead.

"What's wrong? Still angry? ”

Mo Qingfeng saw that the coquettish smile on Mo Qingyu's face was slightly restrained, and without hesitation, he pushed his wrist away, and he also felt a little impatient in his heart, so he couldn't help but pouted and asked back.

"No, I don't want to eat it. Because—because, I'm in a hurry and want to go to the bathroom. ”

When Mo Qingyu frowned lightly and said this, Mo Qingfeng and the others did not notice that at this moment, behind her, she was gently pulling out the mobile phone behind her pillow with her hand under the futon, and when Mo Qingfeng was not paying attention, she quickly hid the mobile phone in the cuff, and then sent it into the pocket of her hospital gown.

"Let you eat less, right? I want to go to the toilet so soon, really. ”

Mo Qingfeng complained to Mo Qingyu angrily, shook his head helplessly at her, and then hurriedly put the bowl in his hand on the table next to him, and gently lifted Mo Qingyu up from the pillow he was leaning on.

His expression was extremely focused, and he carefully grabbed the latter's arm, for fear that a trace of it would hurt her, and Mo Qingyu couldn't help but feel a deep warmth in his heart.

After carefully supporting his sister to sit on the edge of the bed and putting on her shoes, Mo Qingfeng turned his eyes to his mother and grandmother who were sitting on the sofa with a little helplessness.

Although he really didn't want to trouble a patient who was also in the hospital and an old woman who was already in her seventies, he was a boy after all when he sent his sister to the toilet, so he couldn't go into the women's bathroom himself, right?