Leng Yiran smiled slightly, walked over, and stared at her with his deep black eyes, "Why are you suddenly hostile to me?"
Zhi Xing took a step back and raised his head, his face still faintly exuding wild beauty, but now more mature and calm, "It's just weird that you just show up like this."
Her alienation was so obvious, Leng Yi stood there without moving, looking at her eyes that concealed too many impenetrable secrets.
"Zhi Xing, you don't need to be wary of me at any time." His quiet smile seemed to be stating a wonderful fact, "I once swore to myself that I might do everything in the eyes of others.
Cruel thing. The only thing is that I will not hurt you again. I will never forgive myself for the mistakes I made before, and I will never let this happen again."
Zhi Xing's eyes became slightly cold, "If you hurt him, you are hurting me."
Leng Yiran smiled calmly. Over the years, he had already cultivated his sharpness in his chest and his gentleness on his face. Even though, at this moment, his heart was burning like fire.
"Zhixing, I think you understand. In a man's world, some battles are doomed and have nothing to do with anything else. They are just fate. But this will not affect our relationship. Including you, me, my aunt, and
Xiao Che."
Zhi Xing raised her red lips, turned around and sat back in the car. The car started slowly. She raised her eyebrows and said word by word, "My son will not have anything to do with you."
Leng Yiran still smiled lightly, staring at her far away, but his eyes became colder and colder.
Someone behind me whispered, "Boss, it's time for us to leave."
No one understands that even though time is tight, the boss suddenly wants to see what this woman is doing?
He turned his head, his face as cold as ice, sat in the car, looked at his watch, "Is Mi Zun already over there?"
"Yes."
He nodded and looked out the car window again, "Let's drive, we should be able to make it to the start of the show."
After returning home, Zhixing took out her notebook and sat in the back garden. She began to pay attention to the news about Oman, but found that there was very little. She immediately understood that it must be official interference and covering up everything.
Annoyed, she turned off the computer and began to pace uneasily. Yan Shengjie admitted personally that the chance of winning was very low, and she couldn't convince herself not to think about it or worry about it!
In the blink of an eye, four days have passed. During these days, Yan Shengjie will abide by his agreement and talk to her every night, chatting about insignificant things and not mentioning the situation over there. No matter what Zhi Xing does
When asked, he laughed it off. Not only that, Lan's tone was also very strict and he didn't reveal a single word!
Really anxious, Zhixing called Mu Xin. She seemed to be busy all the time. She couldn't say a few words on the phone before being called away. The more this happened, the more uneasy Zhixing became. She always felt that what was happening in front of her was
The tranquility seems to be brewing a bigger storm.
On the fifth day, Zhixing was woken up from his sleep.
"Miss Weaver Star?"
Zhi Xing was startled and stood up suddenly, "Lan?"
Lan was dressed in black and had a stern look on his face, "Miss Zhixing, please pack your things immediately, we need to leave immediately."
Zhixing asked urgently, "Where to go?"
He shook his head, "Miss Zhixing, don't ask anymore, I'm going to wake up the young master!"
"Wait a minute!" Zhixing jumped out of bed, stared at him, and insisted, "I won't leave until you tell me clearly! Lan, tell me, what happened?"
Lan stopped at the door, pursed her lips tightly, turned around and said only, "This is what Mr. Jie meant." After saying that, he immediately went to Xiao Che's room.
Zhi Xing crossed his arms and looked pale.
Jie means...
Does that mean it has already started over there?
At three o'clock in the morning, Lan, Zhi Xing and Xiao Che hurried out of the apartment building. Zhi Xing suddenly stopped, "Where is Xiao Ji?"
"Miss Zhixing, don't worry, the young master has arranged a short-term study abroad trip, and the flight will be at six in the morning!"
"And Mrs. Liu..."
"Sister-in-law Liu will go to his son's place in Chinatown."
Zhi Xing gritted his teeth and carried Xiao Che into the car. A convoy of seven or eight cars escorted the mother and son away.
In the car, Xiao Che grabbed the black stick and asked gently, "Mommy, where are we going?"
Zhixing stroked his son's cheek and said softly, "Go to a safe place."
"How long will it take to go?"
Zhixing didn't answer. He looked up at Lan in front of him. He pondered and said, "Xiao Xiaoshao, it won't be long. We will go home soon."
Narrowing his bright eyes, Zhixing said nothing. He just hugged Xiao Che and laid his body flat, "Xiao Che, go to sleep for a while. Mommy will wake you up when you get there."
Xiao Che nodded obediently, rested his head on Mommy's lap, and slowly fell asleep.
Zhixing raised his eyes and stared at Lan, "What's going on over there in Aman?"
"Well……"
"I want to be told the truth."
Lan clenched the steering wheel with both hands, struggled for a moment, and finally compromised, "The mafia has already started to take action, causing a lot of noise. Yesterday afternoon, they bombed a bank, and Culler sent a special operation on the pretext of ensuring the safety of the strait.
The team will arrive in Oman tomorrow."
Zhixing took a deep breath, "Did Jie and the others respond?"
Lan nodded, "All the troops have been mobilized." He looked at Zhi Xing's pale face through the car mirror, and kept comforting, "Miss Zhi Xing, you have to believe Master Jie, he will be fine.
!”
Zhixing slowly lowered his gaze, "I know."
Looking out the window, the uneasiness in my heart follows me like a shadow.
The convoys following behind them left one by one in a very clever manner. Soon, only Lan's car was left, and Zhixing mother and son were sent to a very ordinary bungalow.
"Okay, Miss Zhixing, we're here." Lan got out of the car and helped Zhixing take out Xiao Che. He pointed to the front and said, "I'm going to let you and Xiaoxiao live here for the next few days. We've arranged them nearby.
Our people will be fine."
Zhixing looked around and nodded, "Yeah."
After settling the two of them, Lan left immediately. Zhixing sent Xiao Che into the bedroom, while she made a cup of coffee and sat in the living room, thinking about the situation there, completely losing her sleep.
Just then, her cell phone rang.
Thinking it was Yan Sheng Jie calling, she couldn't wait to catch him, "Jie!"
Over there, a slightly lower voice came, "It seems that you are waiting for the call. Haha, I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Zhi Xing stood up in a hurry, held the phone tightly, and tried to ask a question, but she suppressed it, "Yi, it's so late, do you have anything to do with me?"