In the history of Su Muying's whole body, Master Feng held her hand. There was no one in the empty street at three o'clock in the morning. It was a bit scary and quiet. Leng Xi was wearing black clothes and holding a sniper rifle in his hand. He was so handsome. Like a gangster movie, Su Muying said, "Lengxi, do you know where Mr. He lives now?"
He nodded coldly.
Su Muying continued, "Leng Xi, take Master Feng and me to find Master He. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive."
Leng Xi found the public phone on the street, called An Luosi, then hung up, and helped Su Muying go to her family's temporary residence in Colombia.
;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Received the cold phone, An Luos stood up from the sofa, and then listened in a panic, hung on the phone silent He rushed upstairs quickly, knocked on Mr. He's door, and shouted inside.
"Prince, Prince, Su Muying is not dead, she is not dead."
There was a sudden sound, and the door was opened with strong force from the inside.
Young Master He appeared in front of him like a demon, his sharp and frozen gaze, like a knife and an arrow, ruthlessly gouging Anluosi, saying word by word, "Say what you said again."
"Prince, Su Muying is not dead."
Young Master He grabbed his collar with such strength that he lifted his entire body. His eyes, as dark as ink, had turned as red as Shura, "An Luosi, do you know the consequences of cheating?"
He bites every word he says very hard. He is not just an ordinary man. He cannot withstand such tests again and again. Before he accepts the cruel fact, if he is asked to lose him again, he will go crazy. Yes, he will destroy everything to be buried with him.
Even so, she won't come back.
Anluosi was frightened by him, but he didn't mind being treated like this. Instead, he stared at Mr. He without blinking and said firmly, "Leng Xi called. They are on No. 3 Street now."
Young Master He's eyes were filled with madness for a moment, and then there was a trembling fanaticism again. Without wasting time, he turned away from Anluosi and walked out.
"Wei Lan, helicopter."
Behind him, Anluosi followed closely, with a cheerful smile on his lips, he had achieved success this time.
Meili stood up lazily, shook his head and walked out, "Then I'll go back to Italy. Thank you for the hospitality."
Mr. He paused and turned around, "Meili, thank Xia Qi for me."
Then he left without looking back, Meili smiled, "He is really a man like the boss. He is obviously in deep trouble, but he still pretends to be serious. Dishonest children are really not cute.
Master Feng, Leng Xi and Su Muying were walking on the street when the sound of a helicopter suddenly appeared above their heads. Leng Xi squinted his eyes and saw T's Peugeot's own plane. His eyes lit up and he blurted out, "Muying, the prince is here."
Su Muying smiled and slowly raised her eyes.
Master Feng snorted coldly, "It's so embarrassing to come now."
Anluosi quickly saw them and said, "Prince, they are below."
Young Master He twisted his handsome eyebrows and looked down. His face was mysterious and handsome with the charm of ink and wash, and there was a heart-wrenching disbelief. He didn't react, but looked down attentively as he was being held by Leng Xi. , the woman holding her son’s hand.
Gradually, the eyes gradually become moist.
Still thirty meters away from the ground, the hatch opened, and Mr. He ignored it completely, leaning over and jumping in.
Su Muying was so frightened that her heart beat violently, and the man came up in a few steps, held her face and kissed her hard. He kissed her off guard, and kissed her so hard. He held her face with both hands, but he was so Be careful.
Miss Su was a little overwhelmed by his kiss. She remembered that all the people standing around her were his subordinates, so she pushed him awkwardly, but did not push him. Suddenly, there was a trace of bitterness on her lips. Su Muying suddenly opened her eyes wide, and He Lian Rin's heartache spread so much.
Putting aside her reserve and shyness, she hugged his neck and responded to his kiss. Seeing the two people kissing so selflessly, they all lowered their heads subconsciously. Young Master Feng snorted coldly and turned around to get on the plane.
The kiss convinced him that she was alive and by his side. Young Master He slowly let go of his embrace. Looking at the scarred little face, he narrowed his eyes. The breathtaking breath was cold and spread at an alarming speed. He said in a hoarse voice, "Who did it?"
Su Muying did not answer, but hugged his waist tightly and buried her face in his arms, "He Lianlin, I miss you very much."
Young Master He hugged her, his tall body trembled, and he held her hand slightly harder, looking unfocused at the dark night not far away, "I have almost forgotten whether I am still alive."
Hearing such words, it was enough to understand how much pain he had endured. Mu Ying's eyes shifted and she reached out to hold his face, "He Lianlin, I'm back. Master Feng and I are fine. You don't have to blame yourself."
Master Feng heard what Young Master He said and nodded heavily, "Daddy, we are back."
Staring at his wife in his arms and his son on the plane with tender and domineering eyes, Mr. He restrained his gaze. Only this time did he believe that he was still alive.
He Lianlin flew directly to Mexico with his son and wife, putting aside matters in Colombia for the time being.
Along the way, Mr. He held Su Muying in his arms. When he arrived at Fort T, he personally carried her back to the room. Sister-in-law Qi worriedly followed her, but was grabbed by Leng Xi, "Sister-in-law Qi, the boss and sister-in-law There should be a lot to say, but let them be alone for now."
Sister-in-law Qi smiled and nodded.
Back in the room, Su Muying stared at Mr. He, raised her hand to hold his face and turned it towards her, "He Lianlin, tell me honestly, how much net worth do you have?"
Young Master He curled his lips, put his arms around her waist, and replied casually, "How many of them are yours."
Su Muying was very satisfied with the answer to the question. She smiled and hugged his chest. He smiled, like a begonia under the moonlight, elegant, refined, and charming. Su Muying raised her eyes and ran into this cold air. All, but in the gentle smile, I couldn't help but be stunned.
Her face was hot and her heart was pounding, just like a pregnant girl. At this time, Mr. He's big hand covered her face, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Su Muying's heart palpitated, and she looked at him without blinking. He Shao reached out and pinched her chin, stared at her lips, and slowly covered her lips. Su Muying accepted it completely.
That was enough. What she had suspected and cared about all along did not actually exist. He loved her and she loved him. That was enough.
She knew he was apologizing for what happened the night before leaving Mexico, but it was no longer necessary because she knew he cared.
Pushing him away slightly, blushing and panting, Su Muying said, "I'm going to take a shower."
He smiled slightly, "Do you need my help?"
Su Muying glared at him, "No." She hurried to the bathroom.