Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

"I heard that you have been keeping a low profile."

Shen Rao narrowed his eyes, stared at him, and chuckled, like a sinister fox.

Hit the snake seven inches.

For a soldier who is not afraid of power and does not seek fame, there are very few options for him to take.

He was in a hurry and had no time to think of a better solution.

Stirring up public opinion and fueling momentum are the methods that businessman Shen Rao is best at, and also the most deadly.

Say it.

Mu Yuan hasn't given an answer yet.

The smile on his lips faded, and he held the uncapped gel pen in his reverse grip, with the sharp tip pointing downward.

He raised it and stabbed it towards his other hand on the table without even blinking.

"what are you doing?!"

Between the lightning and the fire.

Mu Yuan held his hand, and the tip of the needle had penetrated a little deeper, causing a cut due to the deviation in the movement. Tiny beads of blood oozed out, and were particularly conspicuous on Leng Bai's beautiful hand.

He grabbed Shen Rao's wrist tightly, his palm trembling.

This guy is so strong!

I couldn't help but feel scared. With that kind of force, even if my hand wasn't broken, it would at least leave a bloody hole.

How cruel to yourself!

Shen Rao raised his eyelids, and his dark pupils looked at him.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, but he did not forget to exert strength with his hands. The blood on the back of his hand suddenly flowed faster, and he seemed not to feel the pain.

"Uncle Mu, can you tell me now?"

"...Don't fucking call me uncle, I can't stand it!" Mu Yuan gritted his teeth, "Let go of your hands! I'll tell you what you want to know!"

Shen Rao was satisfied with Mu Yuan's compromise.

As he let go of the pen, it fell onto the table and rolled a few times. Mu Yuan quickly put the pen into the drawer, fearing that he would use it as a 'weapon' again.

Shen Rao didn't care. He took a tissue and slowly wiped the blood off the back of his hand.

He looked relaxed, as if the person who had gone crazy just now was not him.

Mu Yuan stared at his movements, slammed the drawer shut, and his face was cold.

madman!

Shen Rao casually threw the blood-stained paper ball into the trash can, then looked at Mu Yuan again, his chin supported by his fingertips, his eyes dark.

"Where is Qi Yan?"

"do not know."

Mu Yuan answered.

"...Mr. Mu, please don't play tricks on me."

When his friendly exterior fell off, all that was left was the arrogance that came from his bones.

"I'm not kidding you," Mu Yuan's face was not looking good, "Qi Yan wouldn't report everything to me. You've been with her all this time and you didn't know, so how would I know?"

Shen Rao clenched his hands on his legs into fists, his knuckles turned white, but there was no change on his face.

"Ugh……"

Mu Yuan sighed, and suddenly began to advise earnestly.

"She has her own ideas. She never tells anyone what she thinks. She is very tight-lipped. If I tell you to go back and wait, you should wait. If she says she will come back, then she will definitely come back. You should not get involved."

But Shen Rao did not listen to the advice and said coldly: "Mr. Mu, you know, I don't want to hear this."

In this situation, he didn't want to wait, not even for a moment. He had waited long enough.

Mu Yuan looked at him, was silent for two seconds, and then interrupted with a digression.

"I heard from Qi Yan that you are going to get married?"

Shen Rao was stunned, probably not expecting Qi Yan to say that. His brows softened a little, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the ring finger of his left hand.

"Yes, we will get married, she said."

"..."

The atmosphere fell silent. The two people at the back, who heard the word "marriage", wanted to glare holes in Shen Rao's back.

Mu Yuan rubbed his face, looked at Shen Rao's gentle expression, and gave some advice.

"I advise you to give up. With your personality, it will be very difficult to be with Qi Yan."

He tried to be as tactful as possible.

"Mr. Mu, I'm not here to listen to you say this."

Shen Rao frowned, his face was so cold that it seemed like it was freezing.

He and Qi Yan don't need anyone else to interrupt.

Seeing this stubborn look, Mu Yuan sat up straight, showing the demeanor of a leader who had not been used for many years.

"I'm not talking nonsense with you, Master Shen. If you can't stand her disappearing for a few hours, then what will you do if she disappears for a few days, a few months, or even a few years without any news?"

With every word he spoke, Shen Rao's eyes became darker.

Mu Yuan did not intend to stop, tapping the documents on the table with his fingertips.

"And most importantly, with her status, she has her mission, she has her absolute first choice... She will never put you first."

He spoke slowly, looking at Shen Rao's face, as if he was the same person from many years ago.

'You'll always be his second choice!'

'Then I support his choice.'

"Then I will support her first choice."

He was in a daze, and what Shen Rao said was completely the same as the smile he had on his face back then.

Shen Rao also smiled, his thin lips raised in a slight arc.

"I will support her. I don't need her to put me first. As long as she has me in her heart, it's fine. Even if she doesn't come back for a long time, I can go find her, work hard to improve myself, and do my best to help her."

He paused and lowered his eyes, "If she doesn't want me to follow, I can wait. As long as I know she is safe."

He is not afraid of waiting, he is afraid of waiting in vain and hopelessness.

He would die without Qi Yan, but he did not expect Qi Yan's world to revolve around him alone.

It shouldn't be like that.

She should be free.

...as long as the eagle will return home.

for a long time.

Mu Yuan finally found his slightly hoarse voice, propped up his forehead with both hands, and said dejectedly.

"I am really convinced."

Can the Qi family cast a curse?

Why are both of them so devoted?

He did not doubt Shen Rao's sincerity, because the charm of the Qi family was obvious to all, and there were three of them present.

Two of them died bravely, while the other one never realized his mistake until his death.

Whether it is the previous generation or this generation, they never lack followers.

Shen Rao restrained his warmth and brought the topic back to the point, "This is not the point. What do you know? Tell me."

His eagle was lost, and he had to know where the eagle was and whether it was safe.

This is the bottom line that allows him to maintain his sanity now.

Mu Yuan raised his head again, and his gaze once again entered his paranoid eyes. After a while, he sighed.

……

Today, early morning.

"Crack, crack—"

The leather boots stepped into the snow, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Snow fell on the hood that Qi Yan was wearing, and the black turned into white. She looked up at the dimly lit bedroom upstairs through the falling goose feathers, and there was a hint of warmth in her indifferent eyes.

She opened her lips and mouthed something.

Before being covered by wind and snow, you could vaguely see that they were two simple words.

'wait for me.'

She turned around and her figure gradually disappeared. The footprints on the ground were covered by layers of thick snow, leaving no trace.

A few hours later.

She took her hands out of her pockets, patted the snow off her body, and slowly tidied everything before sniffing and looking at the building in front of her.

The abandoned factory building was located in a desolate suburb. The gate was rusted, the red paint was peeling off, and the wind was blowing in with a creaking sound.

She exhaled, and the white mist she created dissipated. She muttered something before opening the iron door.

"Should have let him choose a warm place."