Chaihun stepped lightly and glanced around with vigilant eyes.
Suddenly, a slight sound came from the left side. He turned around quickly, the gun in his hand was already pointed there, but his body froze at this moment.
The muzzle of a pitch-black gun was pressed against his waist.
"Chasing Soul," a strange voice sounded from behind. It sounded very kind and without any hostility. But Chasing Soul has been in the underworld for a long time and has seen too many hypocritical disguises. Naturally, he will not be naive enough to trust the other party.
Just a kind person.
Zhuihun raised the corners of his lips and threw the gun in his hand to the ground. "You're pretty good at it."
"Haha," the other party said with a slight smile, a hint of self-mockery, "You are the first person who can force me to show up."
Zhuihun didn't talk nonsense to him and asked coldly, "Why are you following Mu Xin? What is your purpose?"
"...if I said I didn't mean any harm, would you believe it?"
Zhuihun laughed and shook his head. He lowered his body quickly, turned around and kicked the person behind him hard. The other person reacted quickly and raised his arm to directly block it. Only then did Zhuihun see him clearly. He was tall and tall.
Dressed in black, he wore a peaked cap with a low brim, covering most of his face. A circle of green-black stubble on his chin showed a bit of roughness and wildness.
He twitched the corners of his mouth, slowly backed away, and raised his hands to indicate that he was not hostile and would not fight against him.
Zhuihun slowly stood up and stared at him, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to come and see her," he lowered his voice, but was steady and strong, "I will leave after I make sure she is doing well."
Zhuihun stepped forward, his momentum pressing forward, "Why do you want to cause so many things?"
He shrugged, "Please believe me, I didn't mean to cause any unpleasantness. Well, I can only blame you for being too vigilant." After all, ordinary people would never notice his existence. He can do it
Come silently and leave silently.
Zhuihun frowned and looked him up and down carefully, "You and Mu Xin..."
"Zhuihun," he interrupted Zhuihun's words and said calmly and sincerely, "If you can't bring her happiness, don't provoke her again. Since you choose to stay with her, don't give her pain. Otherwise,
I would consider taking her away."
Zhuihun narrowed her dark eyes, locked her eyes tightly with him, and said in a calm and unhurried tone, with hidden sharpness, "Why do you take her away, and can you take her away?"
"Haha, are you nervous?"
Zhuihun's eyebrows knitted together tighter and tighter.
"When you have the ability to cherish her, please be sure to hold her hand. Don't wait until...you want to hold her but can't and then regret it." His slightly lost voice made Zhuihun startled, as if
Thinking of something, he suddenly said, "You are..."
"Okay," the man lowered the brim of his hat and smiled at him, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience I have caused you these past few days. I have received a new mission and must leave immediately. Don't... make her cry again.
.”
He turned around and paused again, "Tell Yan Shengjie, be careful of Leng, too. When he sets foot on the soil of the United States again, he will take revenge crazily."
Looking at his figure blankly, he finally found the answer to the question that had been bothering him for several days.
Zhuihun slowly walked out of the parking lot. When he saw Mu Xin suddenly appearing in front of him, his eyes tightened and he quickly smiled and said, "Mu Xin, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, I..."
"You didn't want to date me, you just wanted to catch the person who was following me, right?" Mu Xin stated the facts with a calm face, and her clear eyes were as still as water, without any ups and downs.
Mu Xin like this made Zhuihun narrow his eyes. He took a few steps forward and reached out to hold her, "Mu Xin..."
Mu Xin stepped back quickly, as if she didn't want to have any more contact with him.
This move deeply hurt Zhuihun.
"Thank you for waking me up." Mu Xin seemed to have become the quiet and taciturn Mu Xin again. She turned around, her long hair creating an arrogant arc, and in his eyes that were so suppressed that she was about to suffocate,
He left decisively without looking back.
At that moment, watching her go further and further away, as if she would walk out of his life, the unprecedented panic made Chaihun uncertain. Is he really ready to watch from afar? He can really
Can he calmly retreat to the role of friend? Or, he really doesn’t have to love...
He took out a cigarette and lit it slowly. The circles of smoke he exhaled were like a fog that was too thick to dissolve, surrounding his dark eyes.
He stood for a long time, and it wasn't until the cigarette butt in his hand was extinguished that he came back to his senses.
Lowering his eyes, he quietly took out his mobile phone and pressed a set of numbers with trembling fingers. After a while, a clear and capable voice came from over there, "Hello."
He held the phone tightly, took a deep breath, and mustered up his courage, "Xiaolan, I am...eldest brother."
*……*
The employees on the 32nd floor of Mushi International are all very aware that the beautiful vice president has been in a bad mood these days. They all have a tacit understanding and are careful not to step into a minefield.
From a distance, he saw William walking towards the vice president's office. The secretary hurriedly handed him a pile of documents, "These are all for the vice president's signature."
William stared, "Why do you want me to give it away?"
The secretary sneered twice, "Who doesn't know that you, Manager William, are the most popular in the company? The vice president's mood will definitely improve when he sees you! Hehe, do me a favor~"
William raised his eyebrows and took it lazily, "I guess you have good eyesight."
When she walked into Mu Xin's office, she was writing with her head down. She glanced up at him and said expressionlessly, "Sit down."
Feeling a low pressure in the room, William approached suspiciously, "Sister Xin, what happened?"
"What could be the matter?" Mu Xin's indifferent tone made William frown, "Is everything okay? No, my face was full of joy a few days ago!" Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, approached her and asked in a low voice, "Sister Xin
, is your aunt here?"
"Pah!" Mu Xin hit him on the head with a pen angrily, "No chatting during working hours! Have you finished Feiyang's matter?"
"Uh... this..." William suddenly stuttered, his handsome face flushed slightly, and his eyes wandered around.
Mu Xin frowned, "Smashed it?"
"That's not true..." William's voice trailed off, his head lowered, and he unconsciously kicked the table leg with his right foot, looking a little awkward, "Maybe, it will take some time."
"Have you ever..." Her words were interrupted by the phone ringing.
Mu Xin picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. She said in a completely business-like tone, "Hello, I'm Mu Xin."
On the opposite side, a clear voice revealed an inexplicable kindness, "Hello, Miss Mu, I am Fei Sijue's wife, and my name is Xia Lan."