Mu Jingxi's eyes fell on Mr. Mo again. Tong Nian'an walked forward to him, put her hand on his shoulder, and asked: "Don't be like this, it's only been six days, maybe he will wake up tomorrow
Woolen cloth?"
tomorrow?
Mu Jingxi laughed at himself, "At that time, I was in a car accident and hit my head. I lay in the hospital bed for two years. Even when I woke up later, the torturous rehabilitation training was too much for most people, not to mention that the old man was already so old.
." He tightened his fingers on the sheets unconsciously. Mr. Mo's situation was not optimistic. In fact, everyone knew it very well. Speaking of it in person, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
"Jingxi." Tong Nian'an was suddenly speechless when she saw him like this. His mother died young, and he had never mentioned his father, and Tong Nian'an would not ask. Although Mr. Mo was not her favorite elder, he
But she really loves Mu Jingxi, which can be seen from Mr. Mo's attitude towards her. She has also lost a relative and knows the pain.
He held her hand instead, suddenly turned around and hugged her, pressing his face into her arms.
Tong Nian'an patted his back gently and whispered: "Don't be sad. Maybe we all thought wrong. Your eldest brother did not harm the old man. This was really just an accident." Perhaps it was more disturbing than the old man's accident.
What makes Mu Jingxi sad is his eldest brother Mu Jingdong. Tong Nian'an couldn't help but think of Xia Xuechen. Although they were sisters, they had not been together since childhood and had not had much affection, but the Mu brothers were different. She even remembered that time when Mu Jingxi
He suffered a gunshot wound to save her and lost a lot of blood. It was Mu Jingdong who took the initiative to transfuse blood to him. But now, that one has to deal with him, and no one can accept it.
The ward was very quiet, and I don't know how long it had been. Suddenly, I heard Mu Jingxi say: "The lawyer gave him the password and key to the old man's safe."
Tong Nian'an was startled. She looked down at him: "So you think this is his purpose? You...you don't want the old man to hand it over to him?"
He let go and smiled lightly: "I don't care how much property the Mu family has, if he can take it all, I just hope he can make it clear."
Tong Nian'an nodded, she raised her hand to touch his eyebrows, rubbed it lightly, and said, "It's late, go back to sleep, you haven't slept for several days."
He held her hand: "I'm sorry, I wanted to tell the old man about us."
Tong Nian'an was moved after hearing this. She smiled and said, "As long as you believe me, it doesn't matter to me whether you say it or not. Let's go back."
Ever since the day of Mr. Mo's accident, Mu Jingxi had hardly slept at night. Several times, Tong Nian'an heard sounds below, and she got up secretly to see him sitting on the sofa drinking. She also knew that he seemed to be sending someone to investigate something, and it must be something.
Regarding Mu Jingdong, it doesn't look too optimistic now, probably because nothing has been found.
Back in the apartment, Tong Nian'an watched him sleep, and just about to get up, he suddenly pulled her over, hugged her waist and refused to let go. Tong Nian'an took a deep breath, thinking he was going to do something, but he did nothing.
. Later, I don’t know when, he fell asleep. She didn’t dare to move, fearing that he would wake up if he moved in a shallow sleep.
...........
Early the next morning, Tong Nian'an woke up and found that Mu Jingxi was no longer there. The quilt on her body was well covered, and the curtains in the room were closed. She got up and went downstairs, and sure enough, his car was not there either.
Mu Jingxi first went to the hospital to see Mr. Mo, and then went to Mozhuang. He had been living in Mozhuang for the past two years and brought most of his clothes back to Mozhuang. He went straight back to his room, packed the clothes and threw them into the trunk.
When he went upstairs, he found the old man's study door open. Mu Jingxi walked over and took a look curiously. There was no one inside, but the old man's safe was open.
He went in and saw some things on the desk, including the land deed of his home, the real estate certificate, and some things from the company. There was also a cowhide envelope left. Mu Jingxi stood in front of the table and took a look at it, and couldn't help but pick it up.
.
After opening it and reading a few lines, Mu Jingxi's eyes widened. This letter was clearly written by her mother!
He read line by line, and after reading the last word, his face had lost all color and his hands were shaking.
That’s it, that’s it!
There was the sound of footsteps. Mu Jingxi looked up suddenly and saw Mu Jingdong standing straight at the door. He was not surprised at all that Mu Jingxi was inside. He walked towards him with a cold smile: "Have you seen it?"
Mu Jingxi stood up unconsciously, and the letter slipped from his fingers in an instant. He wanted to pick it up, but stretched out his hand but lost the courage. Mu Jingdong walked over and bent down to pick it up, folded it, and put it back in again.
In the envelope, he said calmly: "Now that the matter has come to this, do you still think it's too much for the old man to hand over the password and key to me? If he doesn't hand it over to me, why should he hand it over to you?" He said the last word "you" particularly sharply.
, the cold gaze seemed to pierce Mu Jingxi's heart.
Mu Jingxi stepped back unconsciously and murmured, "Have you told them?"
"No." Mu Jingdong took a step forward, stared into his eyes and said, "Why don't I tell you that you know it in your heart? If you have some conscience, you should know what to say and what to do."
...........
Aunt Li came out of the kitchen and happened to see Mu Jingxi coming downstairs. Aunt Li hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Third Young Master, it's better for me to carry it. You give it to me."
Mu Jingxi said nothing and pushed Aunt Li's hand that wanted to help away hard.
"Third Young Master..."
"Third brother, what's wrong?" Mu Jingbei chased after him with a piece of cake in his mouth, "Are you moving out again? Come on, third brother, even if you are unhappy with your eldest brother, there is no overnight feud between brothers. Put it down quickly.
lay down."
"Xiaobei, let go." Mu Jingxi's voice was cold, making Mu Jingbei shiver. Mu Jingxi threw the things into the trunk, opened the door and got in.
Mu Jingbei leaned against the window: "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with eldest brother?"
But he denied it for the first time: "No, it's almost time for you to go to the company." After saying that, he started the car and left without stopping.
Mu Jingbei stared blankly, feeling that something was particularly wrong with Mu Jingxi today. But he couldn't tell what was wrong.
...........
Two days later, the news that Mu Jingxi withdrew from Yusen's board of directors and handed Yusen over to Mu Jingdong spread throughout J City.
Tong Nian'an was shocked when he saw the news in the newspaper. No wonder he didn't go to work today.
"Jingxi. Jingxi!" She knocked on his door, but he didn't answer. She directly found the spare key and drove in. He was still asleep, with the quilt wrapped around his head. The curtains in the room were closed and the light was dim.
Tong Nian'an opened the curtains and couldn't help but ask him, "Why did you hand Yu Sen over to him? Did he say something to you? Did he threaten you?"