Nian Mu watched Aunt Mei busy in the ward and slowly closed her eyes.
After Aunt Mei finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, she saw that Nian Mu had fallen asleep. She picked up her phone and sent a WeChat message to Mu Shaoling, "Boss, Ms. Nian has fallen asleep."
"Well, take good care of her." Mu Shaoling quickly replied to the message.
Aunt Mei put the phone away and looked at Nian Mu. Now her face was swollen and she couldn't tell how pretty she was.
She shook her head and continued to clean up the ward.
The other side.
In order to catch Song Beiye in time, police officers were always guarding the door of Song's house.
When Song Beiye got out of the car, the police came forward. Considering Song Beiye's special status, the police's tone was quite polite, "Hello Mr. Song, there is a kidnapping case that requires your cooperation in the investigation. Could you please tell us
Go back to the bureau."
Song Beiye raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly: "I am a good citizen who cooperates with the police and abides by the law. Wait for me to change my clothes and then go back with you, okay?"
The policeman thought for a while and then let Song Beiye into the house.
Song Beiye drove into the villa. When he passed the police, he snapped his fingers and said to the police: "Tell them that I showed up."
The policeman who originally stopped him shook his head when he heard this.
Another young policeman asked curiously: "Tell who?"
"Tell Mr. Mu." The policeman replied and sighed, "The Mu family and the Song family, it seems that this case is really difficult to solve."
"The only person caught in the middle is the chief. Let's just act according to the evidence, right?" the young policeman said.
The slightly older policeman glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Young man, you are really young and your thinking is too simple."
After Song Beiye entered, the door to the Song family was closed again.
Mr. Song was waiting for Song Beiye in the living room. When he saw him walking in, he could still smell the smell of alcohol all over his body. The old man frowned and scolded: "You come back smelling like alcohol. What a big deal!"
Looking at the old man's serious face, Song Beiye said with a smile: "Grandpa, I accidentally drank too much at my friend's house yesterday and didn't change my clothes, so that's why."
Listening to Song Beiye's explanation, Mr. Song did not expose it, but ordered: "It's ridiculous. We already have a company. We can't indulge in drinking like this all day long. Go wash up and change clothes."
"Yes, as ordered." Song Beiye saluted casually, then turned and walked upstairs.
As he expected, the old man didn't blame himself too much after he found out that he had opened a company outside.
From the past until now, the entire Song family seems to have placed their hopes on Song Beixi, and he only needs to live his own life. The elders in the family don't seem to have much hope for him.
Suddenly, he achieved something, and they were not only surprised, but also delighted.
After all, it is always better to have two capable heirs in a family than just one.
Moreover, in the past few years, Song Beixi was not as obedient as he was when it came to marriage, and had been resisting the person the old man was looking for for him.
But he was different. He obediently accepted the person arranged by the old man, not because of love, but because he needed to be an obedient grandson.
Song Beiye washed up, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs.
Mr. Song asked: "Has everything been settled?"
"It's been dealt with. This matter has nothing to do with me in the first place." Song Beiye pretended to be innocent. He didn't need the old man to believe him, as long as there was no evidence.
The Song family will always be his backing. Mr. Song's words mean that even if the other members of the Song family can't stand it anymore, they can't do anything.
"That's good. Having police standing in front of your house all day long has a bad influence. Go handle it and don't bring trouble home." Mr. Song took a sip of tea and glanced at the surveillance camera next to him. The two policemen
Still standing at the door waiting for Song Beiye to cooperate with them in returning to the police station to record a statement.
"Okay grandpa, when I come back, I will take you to have morning tea." Song Beiye said with a smile.
Song Beiye left the Song family and followed the police to the police station to record a statement.
The police had no direct evidence to prove that he was related to the kidnapping of Nian Mu. At the same time, Song Beiye also submitted a villa rental certificate, indicating that his villa was rented out. As for what they did, he did not know.
The police had no way to convict him and could only release him after recording a confession.
Song Beiye left the police station whistling and saw Mu Shaoling's car at the door. He walked over with his lips curled up and knocked on the car window.
Mu Shaoling opened the door, got out of the car, and leaned against the car to look at him.
Song Beiye still looked carefree, "Mr. Mu came to the police station, are you going to take me back?"
"Do you need someone to pick you up?" Mu Shaoling looked at him with a cynical expression. Thinking of what he did to Nian Mu, the hands in his pockets clenched tightly into fists.
"No need. Even if I need it, I don't dare to bother the dignified Mr. Mu to come and pick him up." Song Beiye said proudly. Although he lost a sum of money this time and failed to achieve his goal, he still felt happy.
Because he knew the importance of Nian Mu in Mu Shaoling's heart, and his abilities were also displayed in front of Mr. Song.
He had been worrying about how to let the old man know that he had opened a company outside.
"Is the tea at the police station good?" Mu Shaoling asked after hearing his sarcasm.
Song Beiye shook his head, "It's pretty good, but it's not as good as the one at home. By the way, Mr. Mu's office will have delicious tea, right? You're so free, so you don't have to be busy with company affairs? I heard
You want to prepare to bid for European projects, why don’t you go back and keep an eye on the business?”
"Your company also wants to participate, but aren't you also quite free? Yesterday, people all over the city were looking for you, but you hid and you didn't need to return to the company to take charge of the overall situation?" Mu Shaoling mocked him in the same way.
"Well, those in my company are just making small fuss, but since we have established a company, we must be responsible for the employees of the company. I won't go into details. I will go back to the company to handle the documents first. If there are no accidents, the next time we meet is
We met at the bidding meeting. Mr. Mu, please give me some time." Song Beiye blinked and walked away.
Mu Shaoling looked at his leaving figure and clenched his hands tightly into fists. One day, he would make Song Beiye pay for what he had done during this period.
The phone vibrated and Mu Shaoling opened it.
It was the cook who asked him what he wanted to prepare for Nian Mu at noon.
Mu Shaoling thought for a while and asked the cook to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge and squeeze some cherry juice at the same time.
