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

Mu Yuan drank some water again and rubbed his face.

After a moment's silence, he leaned back on the sofa and spoke.

"He was once your mother's and my superior, and also our mentor, but..."

The following words were somewhat difficult to pronounce, stuck in my throat.

But people always change.

Even someone who was once loyal may become selfish for various reasons.

It is easy to lose your original intention if you stand at a high position for too long.

Han Tanglin is a clear example.

If it weren't for Qi Yan and the power behind her, the Han family would continue to be rampant.

Even if something happened, Han Tanglin would cut off his own arm to save his beloved son.

The evil ones will eventually go unpunished.

Mu Yuan rubbed his temples and said with his eyes closed.

"When he saw you, he probably thought of your mother and knew that the Han family was completely hopeless, so he had no choice but to hang himself, hoping to earn a glimmer of hope with the past friendship."

He opened his eyes and looked at the face opposite him, which was 50% similar to that man, with a bitter taste in his mouth.

Perhaps in the last moment of Han Tanglin's life, the guilt that had been hidden in his heart for decades emerged doubly.

Qi Yan listened quietly, with no change on her calm and pretty face.

The hand that was turning the bottle cap stopped at some point.

half an hour.

She raised her eyes and said slowly.

"If I had known there was such a relationship..."

"Why, do you really want to be considerate and give leniency to that little beast of the Han family?"

Mu Yuan interrupted her, his voice teasing, and he emphasized the last four words very heavily.

"No," Qi Yan denied, with a cold arc on the corner of his mouth, "I will ask them to give him an extra dish before the execution."

"..."

Mu Yuan was silent, then laughed out loud.

"That's a big concession. We must give him some meat dishes."

He glanced at Qi Yan with admiration in his curved eyes.

I wonder what Han Tanglin would feel when he knew that his death would be exchanged for a dish before his execution.

I’m afraid that the coffin lid can’t even cover it.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuan's mood became very good. He took out a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet that covered the entire wall next to him. It was a limited edition from Islay.

He didn't even look at it. Anyway, any bottle in here would be very expensive.

Take out two wine glasses and pour them in.

"Only when I come to your place can I drink such good wine. Come on, let's drink and talk."

As he spoke, he placed the full wine glass in front of Qi Yan.

She looked at the rich dark yellow wine, touched the rim of the glass with her fingertips, but didn't drink it.

"Uncle Mu, it's time to talk. You know it now."

She squinted her eyes and looked nonchalant.

The light in her eyes was slightly revealed, but very clear.

It's obvious that he's not easy to fool.

Mu Yuan swallowed the wine in his mouth, and the rich smoky flavor and complex taste filled his entire mouth.

Advised out loud.

"Xiaoyan, I really don't recommend you to get involved in this."

Qi Yan's voice passed across the rim of the cup, and no emotion could be heard in it.

"Uncle Mu, this is different from what we agreed on."

She looked up at the darkening sky outside.

"It's getting late, let's talk quickly."

The urging couldn't be more straightforward.

Mu Yuan sighed.

This girl is really stubborn.

He put down his glass and his expression turned serious.

"If you are sure that the organization targeting Shen Rao is the one your mother was investigating..."

"Well, I can only tell you that they are looking for a tape. The tape should be in the Shen family. Don't look for their hideout in Lindu anymore."

"Even if you can find them, you can't get to the bottom of them. It's useless. They hide very deeply."

"Tape? What's on it?"

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, with doubt in his eyes.

He didn't answer, but rubbed his dry hands, his chest heaving with sighs.

"You will know if you can find it."

After saying that, he picked up the wine on the table and drank most of it.

The profile of his face is hidden in the shadows, and his strong facial features appear somewhat lonely.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the still wine in the glass.

Her face was reflected in the image, but it was a little blurry and unclear.

Mu Yuan didn't want to say anything more and just drank alone.

Drinking expensive liquor feels like drinking water.

Seeing that the bottle of wine was almost empty, Qi Yan pushed the glass he had not touched over to the other side.

She crossed her arms and glared at him.

He didn't dislike it and just took it and poured it into his own glass.

The two of them sat face to face like this until the sun set in the west and it became completely dark outside.

Mu Yuan was already drunk and unconscious, his face looked ferocious and as red as a monkey's butt.

He was lying on the European-style sofa, holding the bottle of wine in his arms, smiling foolishly with his scarred mouth.

"Qi Yan, this place is so nice and the bed is so soft."

"Uncle Mu, that's the sofa."

Qi Yan came out of the suite's kitchen and handed over the lemon honey water.

"Uncle, would you like to drink something first? The hangover medicine will be brought up shortly."

Mu Yuan narrowed his eyes and pushed her hand away.

"No more drinking, no more drinking, I can't drink anymore, I'm so bloated that it hurts."

"..."

She looked at the wine bottles scattered on the ground and felt strange if she wasn't uncomfortable.

He put the honey water down, squatted beside Mu Yuan, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Uncle Mu, go to bed and sleep."

"You, I'm in bed."

"..."

Qi Yan chose to give up trying to reason with the drunkard and picked up the blanket to cover him.

Mu Yuan opened his eyes and looked over in a daze, the wine bottle rolling down from his hand.

When his eyes swept to her face, the corners of his eyes turned red and his voice became choked.

"Xiaoyan, you look so much like your mother."

"It looked so similar that I almost thought it was her, but... she had never appeared in my dreams before. It couldn't be her, it couldn't be..."

Mu Yuan hugged the blanket and murmured repeatedly.

Qi Yan paused in picking up the wine bottle from the ground and looked at the middle-aged man who rarely showed helplessness.

The hand holding the wine bottle unconsciously exerted force.

After a long time.

She put down the empty bottle and tucked him into a blanket, her voice so low that it was barely audible.

"We are the same. She doesn't come to see me either."

……

Qi Yan put the hangover medicine on the coffee table and walked out of the room.

He stood at the door with his brows lowered for a long time before striding into the elevator.

Longwan underground parking garage.

The hotel manager stood there respectfully and awkwardly, waiting to see Qi Yan coming out of the elevator.

Open the door of the special car.

As Qi Yan stepped one foot into the car, he stopped and looked at the manager beside him.

"The electronic system needs maintenance. Some mechanical parts are a bit stuck. Remember to take care of them. The latest batch will be delivered in a while and will be placed in area C19."

"And the person upstairs will try his best to meet any needs."

"We are sorry that we did not discover these problems in time. It was our negligence. Please rest assured that it will not happen again next time."

The manager apologized earnestly.

"As for the guests upstairs, we will definitely entertain them well."

Qi Yan got on the car, crossed his legs, and spoke casually.

"It's not your fault. It's not the maintenance period yet. Just be more careful next time."