Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

On the day of negotiating terms with Mu Nancheng, Xiao Ran told Fu Yuxing everything he had said when he returned to the hospital.

He naturally didn't know that Fu Yuxing had approached Mu Nancheng a long time ago. He just didn't hide anything from Fu Yuxing. He also felt that if he didn't inform Fu Yuxing of such a big matter in advance, his fourth brother would be annoyed by it after he survived the surgery. It would be terrible to die.

"If his bone marrow can save you, I'll secretly talk to fourth brother!"

Xiao Ran told Fu Yuxing very seriously, making Fu Yuxing laugh so hard.

"Then what happened to the two of us? Adulterer and adulterer?" Fu Yuxing joked.

Xiao Ran lay in Fu Yuxing's arms: "That's right, is fourth brother afraid that others will scold us?"

"You can scold me, but you can't."

"Then I will break the contract, we will give all the shares to Mu Nancheng, and then elope!"

"Isn't that raspy?"

"Just rely on it, okay, fourth brother?"

"it is good."

"Fourth brother must live, otherwise I will marry someone else."

"Um……"

"Would you be so angry if I married someone else?"

"...Stupid words."

……

Xiao Ran took one last look at Fu Yuxing's tombstone, and his eyes without any warmth fell on Song Shuheng, who looked at him absent-mindedly, his eyes full of sorrow.

He turned his head to Mu Nancheng and said, "Mr. Mu, let's go."

Xiao Ran turned around and took two steps, then turned around and waved at Fu Yuxing's tombstone, "Fourth brother, I'm leaving, please."

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The heavy rain did not stop at all, the city streets under the night were dim and vast, countless cars roared away with splashes of water, one yellow taillight after another disappeared into the vast rainy night.

The temperature inside the car was high, and the curtain-like rainwater on the car window smeared layers of water mist. Xiao Ran's fingers were gently swipe on the glass, and he was writing Fu Yuxing's name.

Sitting next to him, Mu Nancheng lit the lighter in his hand, and the white flames sprang up and went out, and then sprang up and went out again.

He slapped Xiao Ran with his eyes for a long time, but Xiao Ran didn't even realize it. Finally, Mu Nancheng couldn't bear it any longer. He leaned over, put one hand on the window glass, took a closer look, and asked knowingly:

"What are you writing?"

Mu Nancheng snorted in disgust, and mercilessly stated a fact, "The words are so ugly."

Xiao Ran blushed immediately.

No one is perfect. Song Xiaoran has a high IQ, strong memory, and is naturally sensitive to numbers. God opened a door for him and closed a window at the same time. He is very lacking in artistic talent. Those who can do it, everyone speaks like a person, Xiao Ran is like a picture, but his handwriting is horrible, and even his signature is as immature as a primary school student.

Angrily, Xiao Ran used his palm as a glass wiper, and wiped the whole piece of glass all over. He wiped off all the mist on it, and even the world outside the car became much clearer.

He was so ashamed that he didn't realize that Mu Nancheng was very close to him, even breathing was within a short distance of his ear.

A layer of mist soon formed on the glass again, Mu Nancheng propped his right hand on the car window, and slowly wrote on the glass with his left hand, so that Xiao Ran was completely wrapped in his arms.

Xiao Ran's focus was inexplicable. He found that Mu Nancheng was left-handed.

On the glass, two vivid words, Xiao Ran, slowly emerged.

People are more popular than people, and people like Mu Nancheng can write well.

Mu Nancheng snorted softly: "Learn more."

Xiao Ran pursed his lips unconvinced, and argued:

"As long as the characters are written out, people will be able to recognize them, but if they are beautifully written, they can't be eaten as food."

Mu Nancheng folded his arms and leaned against the back of the chair, staring at him ironically:

"Then why are you dressed so neatly and beautifully when you go out? Just put on a sackcloth bag, and it's not like people won't recognize you."

Xiao Ran rolled his eyes slowly, and suddenly realized that Mu Nancheng's speech was really high-end. He was obviously satirizing him, but he said it in a high-sounding way. Since the words "neat and beautiful" made him irrefutable.

It's really annoying to present "facts" and talk about "reasons".

The car didn't stop in front of the Xiaoshan mansion, and Mu Nancheng didn't let Xiao Ran get off the car. He reported the name of the restaurant:

"go to eat."

Xiao Ran's latest meal was at Lihu Manor at noon yesterday, and he was indeed hungry.

Famous shops, gourmet food, a private room where two people sit facing each other, and a decent dinner.

Mu Nancheng ate very little and was smoking all the time. He had a half-full glass of wine in his hand but didn't touch it. He occasionally raised his eyes to look at Xiao Ran, his eyes flashed across the young man's moist red lips, and his eyes would darken instantly. .

The two of them had their dinner in such silence, Xiao Ran ate almost the same, picked up the orange juice on the table and drank it, Mu Nancheng suddenly handed the wine glass to his lips:

"Want to try it?"

The amber liquor swayed gently in the glass. Mu Nancheng's slender fingers, with well-defined joints, looked pleasing and charming holding the wine cup.

Xiao Ran hesitated for a moment, he never drank alcohol, Fu Yuxing never let him drink alcohol.

Mu Nancheng withdrew his hand at this moment:

"It's better not to try it, this wine is very strong, your child's family..."

He put down the wine glass, flicked the ashes with the hand holding the cigarette, and took another puff of the cigarette. When the smoke rose, he squinted his eyes slightly, which clearly meant he was "underestimating" Xiao Ran.

Just like when he laughed at Xiao Ran's ugly handwriting!

Xiao Ran is so old, he has never been ridiculed so repeatedly, he picked up the glass of wine and drank it down.

A touch of bitterness mixed with slight pungentness, the tip of the tongue was paralyzed for a second, and then there was a refreshing sweetness in the mouth, this wine was unexpectedly delicious, Xiao Ran couldn't help but smacked his lips, and looked at the wine on the table The wine bottle, and there are many more in the bottle.

"A cow chews peonies," Mu Nancheng laughed, "You little country bumpkin."

The word "little country bumpkin" is very new to Xiao Ran, he couldn't help but smile, with a shallow arc and slightly curved eyebrows and eyes.

Mu Nancheng lowered his eyes and rolled his throat unconsciously. He raised his hand and poured another glass for Xiao Ran.

By the time Mu Nancheng smoked a cigarette slowly, Xiao Ran had already drank three cups in a row, and the third cup was even full. He drank hundreds of milliliters of foreign wine in an instant, and Xiao Ran was already slightly drunk.

His skin is fair, and under the influence of alcohol, it glows a peach-like thin red, and under the light, it looks more and more crystal clear, and it is shockingly beautiful.

The naive look holding the cup can drive a saint crazy.

Xiao Ran looked at Mu Nancheng dimly, as if he couldn't tell him apart, tilted his head slightly, showing doubts, Mu Nancheng asked him softly:

"Is this drunk?"

Xiao Ran pouted: "No, not drunk."

"Are you still drinking?"

Xiao Ran shook his head, belatedly becoming vigilant: "Why did you drink me?"

His brain turned very slowly, and the figure in front of him was blurred, but he still knew that this person was Mu Nancheng, and Xiao Ran was instinctively on guard against him, so he asked without any scruples.

"Because you look like you want to drink." Mu Nancheng poured him another glass, his tone was obviously casual, but every word he bit out was extremely heavy, "You want to cry, play wild, and go crazy, but you Knowing that no one is taking care of you now, Fu Yuxing died, and Song Shuheng was so angry with you that he is still drenched in the rain in the cemetery, you are very sad, you can't die with Fu Yuxing, if you want to live for revenge, you will definitely hurt Song Shuheng. "

"You haven't been able to cry well until now, this wine is just right for you now."

Xiao Ran was stunned, his eyes were so sore, his eyelashes were slowly getting wet, he patted the table, shook his head and said in dissatisfaction:

"You...why are you so..."

"Why is it so bad?" The corners of Mu Nancheng's mouth curled up a little bit, but there was no smile in his eyes, "This is what you really want to say, why don't you say it in front of me? You hate me clearly. Why do you hate me? I want to tell you the truth back then, you hate me for being uneasy and kind, you are thinking that besides wanting the shares of the Song and Fu families, I must have bigger plans, let me guess what you are thinking?"

Xiao Ran's head was really dizzy, there were many faces of men as cold as knives shaking in front of him, they poked their heads out from various angles and stared at him coldly, those eyes seemed to want to cut him open, Analyze every blood vessel in his body clearly.

The alarm bell in his heart sounded sharply, and Mu Nancheng's voice was knocking in his ears at a steady pace, every word was like a nail driven into his mind,

"You've been speculating about my intention to marry you. It can't be love. You won't believe that. What do you think it is? You think I'm using you as a raft to mess up the Song family, the Fu family, and the Nanjiang family. It’s better to catch all the chickens and dogs in one go, isn’t it.”

"You already know who I am and what I have done. When Song Shuheng said those words to you, you didn't react at all. You are a top hacker registered with MSS. Xiao Ran, what have you found out? What? Find out how I started from scratch, find out where my founding capital came from, find out how many things I did with blood on my hands, find out how much money I made with black hearts? You are afraid to marry such a me Do you want to seek skin from a tiger, have you ever thought about going back on your word?"

"No, you don't want to repent. If Fu Yuxing is alive, you will repent. Even if you kill me, you will resist to the end. How can you repent now? You don't think of yourself as a living person anymore, you only think of yourself It's a tool, a tool to take revenge on the Guan family. The only softness you have left is also given to Song Shuheng. If you want to get angry with him, you'd better be so angry that he won't return to Nanjiang for the rest of his life, and let him stay away from these people and these things in Nanjiang. Far away. As for you to me—"

Mu Nancheng laughed at himself. If Xiao Ran was sober at this moment, he would find that Mu Nancheng's eyes were full of sadness and sadness, "You are only a shell and a mask to me, what am I thinking? , what do I want, why would you care?"

Xiao Ran stared at Mu Nancheng blankly, he was completely blurred, he felt completely drunk, otherwise how could he see Mu Nancheng's red eyes, which seemed to have warm clear liquid flowing.

Mu Nancheng put the cigarette in his mouth and filled the wine glass again. He took off the cigarette and showed a charming smile to Xiao Ran. He brought the wine glass to Xiao Ran's lips, whispering as if bewitching,

"Hey, have another drink and get drunk."

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感谢在2020-04-1913:20:47~2020-04-1920:45:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Lin Xin 5;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: then who has 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!