The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Chapter 86 Holding Means Losing
Gu Yunlan smiled slightly, and his demeanor changed.

"The former Young Marshal Murong embezzled a few military vehicles, does Miss Murong think so?"

He spoke calmly, but each word hit Murong Qian's heart with precision.

So what is it pretending to be?Murong Qian tried her best to maintain her composure, and it seemed that the truck was full, and the people who moved the goods all stood aside respectfully.

After a while, two people came out of the lighted room. Against the light, the one in front was very tall and straight, not difficult to recognize at all.

After the thin monkey recognized it, he was surprised, "Master Murong?"

"Yes!" Gu Yunlan's eyes lit up, "Guess, what are they here for? Medicine? Guns..."

Murong Qian said, "Enough."

Gu Yunlan continued, "...a weapon? Or smoke and earth?"

"I've said enough." Murong Qian turned up the volume, turned to the thin monkey and said, "Go back first."

It was the first time for the thin monkey to see Murong Qian angry, he was taken aback for a while, then nodded and ran back obediently.

Gu Yunlan didn't dare to look at Murong Qian's face anymore, but only looked at the direction she was standing in, "Miss Murong, haven't you guessed yet?"

She knew that he was a lunatic, with the ability to drive her mad in an instant... Murong Qian gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, without speaking, a figure flashed in her mind, she was looking for someone who could solve these troubles.

Gu Yunlan couldn't help taking a look at Murong Qian. Under the hazy moonlight, her pretty face was as smooth as jade fat, so delicate and translucent.

Even her expression of frowning and trying to think was so clear in this dark world, it touched his heart.

Gu Yunlan raised his hand slowly, he wanted to pull her into his arms and tell her that he would not force her anymore.

But the moment his hand was about to touch Murong Qian, he hesitated.

Holding it means losing it completely.

He let the regret in his eyes turn into a knife blade, and cut his heart with a knife, forcing himself to look away, pretending not to care.

He smiled lightly, "I think Miss Murong may be thinking too simply, why don't I remind you again?"

Murong Qian opened her eyes angrily, and Gu Yunlan's ruthless and teasing look was reflected in her helpless and helpless eyes.

He was still smiling, and his flirtatious lips were still opening and closing.

With a tone of asking for advice, he said, "Do you know that some time ago, after the death of the leader of the Qinglong Gang, a large amount of smoke and soil disappeared along with it?"

Smokey soil, smokey soil from the Qinglong Gang.

Murong Qian didn't know at this moment whether it was Murong Ting's relationship with Yantu that made her heartbroken, or Gu Yunlan's repeated persecution made her heartache, she just felt as uncomfortable as her heart was torn.

Gu Yunlan was still asking, "Do you know how many people died because of this batch of smoke?"

Why didn't she admit defeat, why did she insist on holding on, but she said something!

But Murong Qian didn't say anything, so he could only continue, with his index finger on his lips, "I'll tell you another secret."

Murong Qian didn't know where the limit of what she could endure was. She heard the sound of trucks starting, and heard their sound getting farther and farther away. She could even feel that the lights in that house were turned off, the shadows dispersed, and everything fell into silence.

In the world, only Gu Yunlan leaned over to hold her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "The real owner of that batch of smoked soil is my bastard father!"

Hearing this, Murong Qian didn't know how to react, but Gu Yunlan still had something to say.

He said, "Don't think that your elder brother was lucky enough to get this batch of goods! He wasn't even in prison the night the leader of the Qinglong Gang was killed."

(End of this chapter)