loneliness meets loneliness

And on the other end of the phone.

Mu Quyan, who put the phone on the ground, turned blue with anger, and sat on the sofa with his arms folded. His face was as dark as a dark cloud of dust, and the people around him dared not move or speak. Afraid of offending myself.

"This Lin Miluo is really hateful."

Mu Quyan stretched out his hand to pinch a glass, twisted his face and said in a low voice, while exerting force with his palm, with a "snap", the glass was turned into a pile of shards.

Let go of your hand, and the blood-stained fragments fell to the floor one after another with the release of the palm, reflecting Mu Quyan's distorted face.

……

basement.

The light was not turned on, the light was dark, the air was very dirty, and there was a rotten stench. Li Wangxi was lying on the ground, her head ached, which was the sequelae of an overdose of anesthetic.

At this moment, the door opened, and a thin beam of light came in. Li Wangxi subconsciously covered her eyes with her arms, and heard the sound of crisp footsteps, and walked slowly, getting closer.

Li Wangxi lowered her arms, raised her head with difficulty, and saw the picturesque woman standing in front of her with a sinister expression last night, and a few tall and strong sweaters followed respectfully behind her.

Although it was known last night that he was not a woman, it was still a woman's illusion.

"I promise, I promise you." Li Wangxi struggled to stand up and said eagerly.

A trace of sarcasm solidified at the corner of Mu Quyan's mouth, and he said slowly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, although there is a first-come-first-served basis, I never use indecisive waste here, you are already out, and someone agreed before you .”

Hearing this, Li Wangxi fell to the ground with a pale face. He had seen the power of this seemingly weak beauty last night, and now his consequences can be imagined.

"But I don't intend to let you be like your parents, chopped into pieces and lying in the dirty sewer to feed the mice." Mu Quyan folded his arms, walked leisurely aside, squatted down, and walked from a dark corner. Li, pinched a piece of something with two fingers, showed a disgusted expression, and threw it in front of Li Wangxi.

Li Wangxi looked at the head in front of him, it was his father's, with blood stains, his eyes were wide open, blood flowed through his eyes, he stayed forever in the scene of panic before death.

The top of his head was split in the middle with a sharp weapon, and the flesh rolled to both sides was still dark red. The stench of old blood came into his nose, and the lines of the brain inside were faintly visible.

Although he had already spent the night in this basement with his parents last night, when he saw his father in front of him, he still felt chills all over his body, his eyes turned black, and a sense of fear welled up in his heart.

"It seems that you didn't sleep well last night." Mu Quyan smacked his lips like a sigh, and slowly walked in front of Li Wangxi, "I kindly let you sleep with your father last night, Why do you still look so disgusted, you are really unfilial, no wonder Lin Miluo doesn't like you."

But Li Wangxi couldn't answer anymore, because he had fainted from fright.

"It's really useless." Mu Quyan spat on his face in disgust, turned around and didn't want to take a second look, and whispered: "lock it first, don't let him run away."

……

The Qin family mansion.

Mr. Qin came back today, and everyone was struggling like a primary school student taking an exam.

Qin Shengrui single-handedly founded Qinmu Enterprise, which has a certain influence in the world. He works vigorously, is serious and efficient, and rarely smiles at home on weekdays.

"Yi Feng, how is the company doing recently?" Mr. Qin, who just came back from abroad, leaned on the Plato sofa in the living room, and gently blew a smoke ring into the air, asking lightly.

"It's fine, Dad, don't worry about it." Qin Yifeng leaned lazily on the sofa, still in his usual unruly manner.

"I heard that you've been dating a man recently." Mr. Qin pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and asked expressionlessly.

"Yi Feng!" The middle-aged beautiful woman next to her was taken aback, she stared at Qin Yifeng, then at Mr. Qin, but immediately shut up.

Qin Yifeng said nonchalantly: "Dad, didn't you say that it's fine as long as you don't take it seriously?"

"I did." Mr. Qin held his cane in both hands, raised his eyes, and said calmly, "So let me remind you, if you are serious, you will know what will happen."

Qin Yifeng's body lying on the sofa didn't move, and he said without changing his face: "Understood, I won't."

"That's good."

Mr. Qin stood up, leaning on a cane, and walked upstairs slowly. The servant on the side who knew the current affairs came to support him, and slowly walked up to the second floor.

After the old man left, the middle-aged beautiful woman immediately stared: "Ah Feng! Why are you here again! Wasn't your father's lesson not bad enough last time?"

Qin Yifeng took out a lighter, threw it into the air, and caught it again, saying: "Mom, tell me, if no one presses a lighter, the fire won't come out, but if you keep pressing it, the fire will stay on." It won't be long, if you want to be permanent, you can't just stare at it all the time, if you push it too tightly, one day you will be forced to turn back."

Qin Yifeng pressed the lighter with a "snap", the bright fire scorched the air, and a gust of hot air was close to his cheeks. His eyes were extremely bright in the flames, like a wolf in the dark, emitting a dazzling light.

"Mom, tell me, right?"

Putting away the lighter, Qin Yifeng resumed his indecent smile, and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"Afeng, Mu Quyan will definitely take action. If you give up Qin Mu for a man, mom won't forgive you." The middle-aged beautiful woman looked serious, "If you want to stand on the top, the last The one you love must be yourself.”

Qin Yifeng stared down at the brown floor without speaking, silent like a statue.

If you want to stand at the top, the person you love the most must be yourself, a peak cannot accommodate two people.

But when reaching the peak, there is nothing left but glory.

……

Qin Mu Corporate Finance Department.

In the office, Lin Miluo is busily busy with today's work.

Suddenly, the door opened with a "bang", and Qin Yifeng staggered in. Lin Miluo looked up and asked strangely, "Why are you here?"

Lin Miluo hurriedly closed the door, looked at Qin Yifeng sitting on his swivel chair, raised his head, and said sadly: "Miluo, if I have nothing now, no money and no car, what will you do? "

Lin Miluo walked over, stabbed Qin Yifeng fiercely with his elbow, frowned, and said loudly dissatisfied: "What nonsense are you talking about! At worst, I will support you."

"Really?" Qin Yifeng sat up from the chair, his eyes glowed with excitement, like a big wolf dog looking at food.

Lin Miluo leaned back on the desk and said casually: "That's right, it's just raising a wolfhound anyway, it's not a big deal..."

"What did you say? Wolfhound?"

Hearing this, Qin Yifeng raised his eyebrows, his tone sank, and Lin Miluo, who had a premonition that something was wrong, shed a drop of sweat.

"Okay, you treat me like a dog." Qin Yifeng raised his arms, stood up from the chair, and walked towards Lin Miluo awe-inspiringly.

To Qin Yifeng's surprise, Lin Miluo didn't dodge, hide, or fear, and went forward calmly: "I remember when we first met, you said I couldn't beat you."

The cramped office was experiencing the worst earthquake in history, and the documents were "crackling" falling down, but the two of them were not affected at all.

5 minute later.

"Hey, why are you so good? You won't be the former Sanda champion who retired, right?"

Qin Yifeng, who was pinned down on the table by Lin Miluo's arms, had to surrender, gasping for breath, and said in a soft voice.

He has learned all kinds of knowledge and skills since he was a child, and fighting is of course included. After being kidnapped at the age of 8, he has strengthened his learning in this area. He never thought that he would be vulnerable to Lin Miluo.

Lin Miluo smiled coldly: "Of course, you haven't practiced for a long time, right? The last time you fought was when you were studying at the age of 8, right?"

Qin Yifeng collapsed, he hadn't practiced for a long time, and his father also sent more bodyguards around him, so he didn't need to practice so hard at all, as long as he knew a few basic moves.

Only the poor need to support themselves.

Lin Miluo leaned down, leaned close to Qin Yifeng's ear, and said in a low voice with some ambiguity: "Sometimes, if I don't do anything, it doesn't mean I'm weaker than you."

Qin Yifeng nodded like a chicken pecking rice, not daring to move, sweat dripping down his cheeks.

Lin Miluo's gun was against his own slit, and if the gun misfired, the consequences would be disastrous.

Seeing Lin Miluo's cold face getting closer and closer, Qin Yifeng wanted to speak out in embarrassment, wanted to struggle but didn't dare, sweating profusely.

"Hey, Milo, this report..."

At this time, the door was opened with a "bang" and hit the wall again. Wen Chi rushed in waving a document, but was stunned by the scene inside the room, and stood there motionless.

Omg what did I see.

"Qin...President Qin, you...you, you, how could you..."

Wen Chi stammered and stared at the two in front of him.

What's the situation? When did Milo become so familiar with Boss Qin? And most importantly, Boss Qin was pressed on the table by Milo. Although Milo has always been very powerful, but...

This scene is too ambiguous, and I can't even think about it.

The poor two who were suddenly interrupted didn't react, and stood there blankly, not knowing how to react, but Wen Chi reacted first.

"Yes... I'm sorry! Hi... I'm bothering you!"

He ran out quickly again, leaving the report that fell on the ground ==

After half a minute.

"OMG!!! My image!!!"

Blinking his eyes, President Qin, who came to his senses, squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and howled loudly, his voice was comparable to Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall.

To be seen, to be seen, to be seen, one to ten, ten to a hundred... Qin Mu's entire staff will know, what a terrifying fact.

"It's so loud, others will hear it." He walked to the door, picked up the report, and closed the door again. The whole process was indifferent, as if nothing happened.

In contrast, Lin Miluo is much calmer, after all, he has experienced this kind of scene of being caught and raped once.

"Lin Miluo! I declare! Fire you immediately!" Standing up, Qin Yifeng said vigorously.

"Okay, you support me." Lin Miluo calmly patted the ashes on the report, returned to the desk, sat down and read it seriously.

"You..." Qin Yifeng's complexion turned blue and he couldn't reply.

How come I didn't realize that Lin Miluo's mouth was so sharp before.

"Be careful, I'm serious." After calming down for a while, Qin Yifeng, who regained his composure, sighed reassuringly, "My dad already knew, and I told him that I wasn't serious, but he didn't seem to believe it. "

Lin Miluo continued to look down at the document and asked without raising his head: "So you want me to resign now, to give your dad the illusion that you have lost interest in me?"

Qin Yifeng didn't answer, he knew that Lin Miluo was definitely unwilling.

Looking at the tall buildings and buildings outside the window, he knew that even if he gave up Qin Mu, his father would not let him go so easily.

As for Mu Quyan, he doesn't know what he's doing now, but he's definitely not doing something good.

Mu Quyan is always the same as his father in doing things, he is so thorough and ruthless, never holds back, and never loses, except for the matter of Qin Mu, he has a humiliating reason for not being able to step into the Qin family.

The entanglements of the Qin family will unfold again after Mu Quyan grows up with him.