"What happened?" Sensing something wrong with her mood, he couldn't help but squeeze her shoulders and asked.
Xia Tong was confused for a while, and then he laughed, but it was uglier than crying.
"It's nothing." She pushed his hand away and continued walking forward, her voice low and almost whispering: "I just made up my mind, I'm so happy."
"What?!" He followed, not hearing clearly: "What did you just say...what decision..."
"Nothing..." Xia Tong touched his stomach, then turned around, his face returned to normal: "I'm so hungry, haven't you been here before? You should know where the best food is in Macau, right?"
He pondered, his dark eyes scanning her from top to bottom.
She smiled again and said: "It's not easy to come to Hong Kong and Macao. If you don't have fun, how can you be successful?" She stepped forward and patted his chest: "Since we said we want to be friends again, I will trouble you for the tour guide this time.
.If you think it’s not cost-effective, how about next time you go to France, I’ll provide you with the tour guide, accommodation, and meals for all the attractions?”
When Xia Tong turned around again, the smile on his face faded slightly.
Maybe she should be grateful for everything that happened today, which freed her from being a scared little woman. Now, she will start to do whatever she wants and bravely chase what she wants...
No one can stop it.
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In Room 9025 of the Lisboa Hotel, Qin Muzhen woke up from a hangover. Halfway through sitting up, his head was still painful and he couldn't help but reach out and rub his temples.
It's strange that he didn't drink much at all yesterday, only two small glasses. Why was he so drunk and completely unconscious?
Opening his eyes, a slender figure appeared in front of him. Su Ruo stood beside the bed with a smile and handed him a glass: "The honey water that has just been soaked is the best for hangovers. Mr. Qin, please drink some quickly.
, otherwise it will be even more uncomfortable later.”
Seeing it was her, Qin Muzhen's eyes turned slightly cold: "Why are you here?"
"I got up in the morning and saw that you had not closed the door, Mr. Qin. I was worried that something had happened to you. So I came in to take a look and saw that you were very drunk, so I asked the front desk for some honey and made you a cup of tea...
.”
Qin Mujue held the honey water she handed over and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
He took a sip and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
"The medicine prescribed by the doctor is very effective. I'm much better now. I should be fine on the plane today."
"Hmm..." He put down the cup: "Okay, you go pack your things first, and I'll find someone to book a flight. We'll leave today."
After the two of them had breakfast, the hotel had already booked a flight for Qin Muzhen at one o'clock at noon. Before boarding the plane, Qin Muzhen was going to call Xia Tong, but it rang many times and no one answered.
.
He was a little surprised, but when he called again, it was still the same.
Su Ruo completed the formalities and came back and said: "Mr. Qin, you are ready to board the plane."
He nodded and turned off the phone, but some unexplained feelings suddenly emerged in his heart.
A few hours later, the plane landed at City A Airport. After receiving the notice, Nie Sheng had been waiting in the waiting room for a long time. When he came up, he took the luggage from Qin Muxue's hand, walked out, and loaded it into the car.
Qin Muxue got into the car and saw Su Ruo still standing outside the car, motionless.
"Aren't you coming up?" he asked.
Su Ruo waved her hand: "No, I want to go home first, put my things away, and then go back to the company."
He nodded, closed the car door, and was about to drive. His eyes were caught by a potion that fell from his pocket when Su Ruo turned around and left.
After she completely disappeared in the parking lot, Qin Muzhen got out of the car and bent down to pick up the pill.
It was a dark coffee-colored pill. In his memory, none of the doctors he had consulted for her these days had prescribed similar medicine. So, what exactly was the pill in his hand...?
Qin Mujue tightened his palms, turned around and walked into the car. He handed the medicine in his hand to Nie Sheng in the passenger seat and said, "Let me check what kind of medicine this is and what it does."
"yes."
Qin Mu paused for a moment, then added: "And investigate this woman Su Ruo for me, her family, identity, origin... the more detailed the better."
******* *******
At Huyuan Villa, Qin Mujie parked the car and walked in. Surprisingly, the house was deserted.
Ran Ran, who was mopping the floor, heard the sound and turned around. When she saw Qin Mujue, she blurted out and asked: "Master, didn't Madam come back with you?"
Qin Mujie hesitated to take off his coat: "Why did Xia Tong come back with me?" He frowned: "Where is she?"
When Ran Ran heard this, she immediately froze. She stood there, speaking awkwardly: "Husband... didn't Madam fly to Macau to see you, young master? I thought... thought..."
"What?!" Qin Muzhen's eyes became serious: "You said Xia Tong went to Macau?"
"Yes... that's right," Ran Ran said in surprise: "Just last night, after Miss Guaiguai and I spent her birthday with my wife, she suddenly said that she was going to Macau to find you. I thought it was because she missed you, young master, so much.
I even booked a flight for her that night. Master, you..."
Seeing Qin Muzhen's face getting more and more ugly, Ran Ran couldn't help but tremble: "Master, haven't you met your wife?"
Birthday?! It was Xia Tong’s birthday last night?
Qin Muzhe leaned on the sofa behind him. No wonder she had been telling him to go home before Tuesday. It turned out to be because last night was her birthday?
And he, damn it, didn’t go home!
Qin Mujie was a little angry, but more of a deep self-blame. He turned around and strode out, taking out his cell phone to make a call as he walked, but no one answered.
"Shit!" He slammed the car in front of him, wanting to get angry, but he didn't know where the anger came from.
When he thought about her being alone in Macau and still pregnant, he couldn't bear to think about it if she met some bad person or a liar!
After thinking for a while, he dialed Nie Sheng again, and the call was answered soon after.
"Nie Sheng?" He said: "Book me a flight ticket to Macau, the nearest one."
Nie Sheng was stunned: "Ticket ticket to Macau? Now?"
"Yes, as fast as possible!"
"But..." Nie Sheng hesitated: "There are only two flights to Macau in City A every day, and today's two flights have already left. If Mr. Mu wants to go, he can only wait until tomorrow."
"Then charter a flight!"
The person on the other end of the phone paused, seemed a little confused, and wanted to ask, but finally paused: "Yes."