The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

It was a pink cartoon Band-Aid with the head of a brown bear drawn on it.

Putting it in Nan Zhao's wide palm, it is so delicate and small and out of place.

This Band-Aid was given to him by a cute kid.

When he got off the plane, Nan Zhao was looking for a hotel to rest and wait for Mu Lingshang's flight.

Just when he was on the road, suddenly a bicycle that froze and went crazy rushed towards him, with speeding vehicles in front and messy lawns behind, Nanzhao seemed to have nowhere to hide.

"Mom, I'm going to eat that ice cream shop."

Just when Nan Zhao was about to confront the bicycle head-on, a kid in a pink skirt, braided and blushing suddenly jumped out from behind the bushes.

Her mother followed her, oblivious to the approaching bicycle.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

The car was getting closer and closer, and the mother finally realized the danger, but the girl had already run to Nan Zhao's side. on the back.

At the critical moment of being hit, Nan Zhao hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, protecting her frail head with his broad palms.

"Big brother, big brother, are you okay?"

The little girl struggled to get out of Nan Zhao's arms, her childish voice was full of tears, and she put her bulging hands on his arms, pushing and pushing gently.

Her little heart was greatly frightened and hurt. The big brother in front of her was motionless, and she was even more afraid. Could it be that her brother died because of saving her?

Then she is a bad child, my mother said, you can't let others get hurt because of yourself
The little girl's simple eyes were filled with tears, and the tip of her red nose was twitching. She wiped away the tears with her small hands, and quickly put them on Nan Zhao's body.

"Jingjing!"

When the girl's mother saw the scene not far away, her heart almost jumped out, thinking that her precious daughter was about to be hit by a car, she was so frightened that she almost fainted.

She quickly stepped over the grass, hugged the little girl in her arms, and stroked her head, "I scared my mother to death, and my mother almost thought that I was going to lose you."

The little girl didn't shed a few tears, but the woman kept wiping her face with a tissue, and her shoulders twitched violently, as if she was the one who was frightened and almost got into a car accident just now.

"Mommy, don't cry."

Jingjing hugged her mother obediently, and stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on the woman's face.

"Mum, look at this big brother, is he dead?"

Jingjing looked at her big brother who was still motionless, and the tears that she had managed to control fell down again. Then the woman remembered her savior, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, first checked his head to make sure there was no bleeding .

Then he put his hand on Nan Zhaode's chin lightly, and turned his face with a little force. Everything was fine, only his forehead was slightly scratched.

Now the woman was confused, why didn't she see any injuries, but she didn't wake up.

Ambulance, ambulance.

The woman was running around in a hurry, and suddenly remembered that she had to call 120, so she quickly took out her mobile phone, and after asking about her condition for a while, the woman gave her address and hung up.

"Hey, hey, hello!"

At this time, the call of another person next to them attracted their attention.

It turned out to be the nasty perpetrator.

He was a slob who looked very much like a homeless man, with messy messy hair and crumpled clothes soaked with oily spots that looked like they hadn't been washed in days.

Half of his body was crushed under the car, his hand seemed to be smashed, and he was drooping motionless, with weak groans coming from his mouth from time to time.

"You still have the nerve to call!"

The woman stood up angrily, and kicked the perpetrator's thigh hard with her high-heeled foot.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts."

The pain from the thigh distorted the expression on the perpetrator's face, and he ignored his hands, subconsciously covering his thigh.

"Tell me, how to pay, I tell you, if something happens to this boy, money can't solve it!"

The woman crossed her waist ferociously, with a resolute look, it can be seen that she is a strong woman who is vigorous and resolute.

"It's like asking for money and I have it."

The perpetrator grumbled obsequiously, anyway, he didn't want to live for a long time, at worst, he would risk his life for his life. This young man is young, so he won't suffer.

When they were arguing, Nan Zhao's spirit had already drifted away under the unconscious appearance.

It was pitch black and boundless.

Nan Zhao felt like he was flying, but the distance from the ground was always the same, so it was more like floating than flying.

His body is very light, if a feather floats at this moment, it will be a hundred times his weight.

He could only see darkness, and even in that lightless environment, he began to doubt his eyes.

He can't be blind.
Chaos and confusion, the mind is in chaos.

Sometimes it seems that thousands of troops and horses roar past, bringing up layers of dust, and sometimes it is like a quiet stream, flowing slowly. The stream should be peaceful, but thousands of sails and waves are startled in the water.

One drop, two drops, until densely packed, countless water droplets, with dots forming lines, and lines forming waterfalls, all irrigated Nan Zhao's body in an instant.

The heavy water hit the body, without the sharp feeling of a blade, and without the crushing feeling of a boulder falling.

Thinking it was the dry land that had been raining for a long time, Nan Zhao felt a wave of energy spreading from the bottom of his heart to his limbs.

Whoosh.

The wind blows quickly, and there are bright spots the size of lights in the distance.

In the darkness, Yingying burns like a beating elf of light, dancing up and down happily.

He floated away uncontrollably.

That little light suppressed the darkness around him, and the closer he got, the erratic feeling in his mind weakened a bit.

Finally, he came to the light, raised his hand, and shook it lightly.

He opened his hand again, and it was still pitch black.

The light nimbly flashed aside long before he touched it.

He pretended to grab it with his left hand, and when his fingers were about to touch the light spot, he suddenly pulled out his right hand to predict the jumping position of the light spot.

caught!
But the hands are as cold as pinching a ball of snow.

Whoosh!
Another gust of wind blew by.

Whoa!
From that point of light as the center, fire lotus blossoms suddenly appeared, hundreds, thousands, thousands!
A man wrapped in flames appeared in front of Nan Zhao.

The light he held turned out to be the man's open chest!
Hiss, even though it wasn't hot, Nan Zhao took a deep breath and backed away again and again.

There is still endless darkness around.

In addition to the brilliance of the flames on the man's body, there is also a mass of red-gold light under his feet.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

Nan Zhao looked at the man and asked two questions. Although he wasn't sure if he came here because of this man, it was very suspicious that he appeared here at the moment.

The two silver vertical lines in Chuyue Qi's pupils suddenly merged into one, and his voice was still emotionless.

"You do not know who I am?"

"I know I still ask you?"

Nan Zhao rolled his eyes angrily, since it was so dark that he couldn't see it anyway.

Seeing that Nan Zhao didn't know him, Chu Yueqi pursed her thin lips lightly, now, it's going to be fun.

Immediately, he frowned, and said in a rather worried tone: "I, I am an ancient god, you must know the tenth mirror, my identity is related to him."

"Then you are the Guardian Mirror Spirit?"

Nan Zhao guessed that in this world, apart from Mu Lingshang, the mirror spirit is related to the tenth mirror, but if he doesn't stay in the mirror well, why does he run out?
"I can read your mind."

Chu Yueqi looked as if he saw through it. He came here to threaten him and ask him to get the mirror of ten generations for himself, but since that boy Si Xiang was infatuated, he gave Mu Lingshang to him. alright.

This kid is deeply entangled with that chick, as long as he finds a way to break their marriage, wouldn't Si Xiang be able to do things for him willingly?
Chuyue Qi stroked his chin with his slender fingers, thoughtful.

"Since you know what I'm thinking, I'm curious. Why are you looking for me if you don't follow Mu Lingshang?"

"You know that Mu Lingshang's mother is dead, right?"

"Of course, before I got close to her, I knew how to use the tenth mirror. If an inheritor starts inheritance with the tenth mirror, the previous inheritor who did not complete the task will die, but as long as she completes the task, she can choose Bring it back to life."

"Hey, it's a pity, because of you, she couldn't revive her mother."

Chuyue Qi regretted, with a trace of mystery on his face.

"why?"

Nan Zhao wondered what Mu Lingshang's resurrection of his mother had to do with him. Could it be that he was part of her mission?

This kind of speculation made Nan Zhao's heart sink, God, don't make such jokes with him, if he must be a stumbling block in her way, then how can he pursue her.
"Because her task is to kill the male supporting role for her, that is, one of them who likes her, and you are that male supporting role."

"What is a male match and not a male match? Labor and capital are the protagonists of their own lives!"

Nan Zhao was in a hurry, what was the distinction? Why should he play a supporting role, not acting!
"But to her, you are a supporting role clown!"

Chuyue Qi's voice became a little heavier, and the cold voice spread rapidly, reverberating throughout the space.

"Then who is the protagonist, Si Xiang?"

Nan Zhao thought it was a bit funny, he was handsome, good-natured, and upright, and his family didn't have money, so why couldn't he be the hero?

"Yes, I know you think Si Xiang is a cheating scumbag, but life is like this, Mu Lingshang will definitely choose him in the end, and you are just a passerby, it's better to stay away from her as soon as possible."

"Hehe, if you like cheating on scumbags, go and be with him, don't talk about Mu Lingshang, and what mission did you say to me, isn't that what you ordered?"

Chuyue Qi was too lazy to quarrel with Nan Zhao, glanced at him shallowly, and said indifferently: "Whatever, anyway, it's not my mother who won't be resurrected in the end."

This sentence can be regarded as hitting Nan Zhao's weakness. Yes, he can disbelieve in any arrangements and overthrow the drama, but if this makes Mu Lingshang's mission fail, she will lose her favorite mother.

Isn't he a sinner then?
"Then... does she know about this?"

Nan Zhao hesitated for a long time before asking.

This is very important. If she knew it a long time ago but didn't kill him, then it means that she has him in her heart. If she doesn't know it now, should he tell her?