Evil President 【End】

The parking lot was empty.

Zhuihun's footsteps were light, and his eyes swept around vigilantly.

Suddenly, a slight sound came from the left side, and he turned around quickly, the gun in his hand was already aimed there, but his body froze at this moment.

A black gun rested on his waist.

"Chasing the soul," a strange voice sounded from behind, it sounded very kind, without the slightest hostility.But chasing the soul has been in the underworld for a long time, and he has seen too many hypocritical disguises, so naturally he will not be so simple as to believe that the other party is a kind person.

Zhuihun raised the corners of his lips, and threw the gun in his hand on the ground, "You're not bad at it."

"Hehe," the other party smiled slightly, mocking himself a bit, "You are the first person who can force me to show up."

Zhuihun didn't talk nonsense with him, and asked in a cold voice, "Why did you follow Mu Xin? What's your purpose?"

"...Would you believe me if I said I didn't have any malicious intentions?"

Zhuihun laughed and shook his head, lowered his body suddenly, turned around and kicked hard at the person behind him.The opponent reacted quickly and raised his arm to block it directly.It wasn't until this moment that Zhuihun could see him clearly. He was tall and tall, dressed in black, wearing a cap with the brim pressed down very low, covering most of his face, and a circle of blue-black stubble on his chin, showing off a bit Rough and wild.

He twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, stepped back slowly, and raised his hands to indicate that he was not hostile and would not fight him.

Zhuihun slowly stood still, staring at him, "Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to come and see her," he lowered his voice but calmly and forcefully, "I'll leave if I'm sure she's doing well."

Zhui Hun stepped forward a little bit, with an imposing manner, "Why do you have to make so many things?"

He shrugged, "Trust me, I didn't intend to cause any unpleasantness. Uh, I can only blame you, you are too vigilant." After all, ordinary people would never notice his existence.He can come and leave without a sound.

Zhuihun frowned, looked him up and down carefully, "You and Mu Xin..."

"Chuihun," he interrupted Zhuihun, and said calmly and sincerely, "If you can't bring her happiness, then don't provoke her again. Since you choose to stay with her, don't give her pain. Otherwise, I would consider taking her."

Zhuihun squinted his dark and deep pupils, locked his eyes tightly on him, and said in a calm tone, secretly sharp, "Why do you take her away, and can you take her away?"

"Hehe, are you nervous?"

Zhuihun's brows became tighter and tighter.

"When you have the ability to cherish her, please be sure to hold her hand tightly. Don't wait until...you want to hold her hand, but you can't hold it, and then regret it." His slightly lost voice made Zhuihun startled, as if Thinking of something, he suddenly said, "You are..."

"Okay," the man lowered his hat and smiled at him, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience I've caused you these few days. I have received a new task and I have to leave immediately. Don't... make her cry .”

He turned around and paused again, "Tell Yan Shengjie, be careful of Leng too, when he sets foot on the land of the United States again, he will retaliate wildly."

Staring blankly at his figure, he finally found the answer to the question that had troubled him for several days.

Zhuihun slowly walked out of the parking lot, and when he saw Mu Xin who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes tightened, and he quickly smiled, "Mu Xin, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, I..."

"You didn't want to ask me out, you just wanted to catch the person who followed me, right?" Mu Xin stated the facts with a calm expression, her clear eyes were as still as still water, without any ups and downs.

Such Mu Xin made Zhuihun narrow his eyes, he stepped forward a few steps, and stretched out his hand to hold her, "Mu Xin..."

Mu Xin backed away abruptly, as if she didn't want to have any contact with him at all.

This move deeply hurt Zhuihun.

"Thank you for waking me up." Mu Xin seemed to have become that quiet and reticent Mu Xin again, she turned around, her long hair drew a lonely arc, and under his suppressed eyes that were about to suffocate, He resolutely left without looking back.

At that moment, watching her go further and further away, as if she would walk out of his life, the unprecedented panic made chasing the soul uncertain.Is he really ready to watch from afar?Can he really calmly retreat to the role of a friend?Or, he really doesn't have to love...

He took out a cigarette and lit it slowly, and the circles of smoke that he exhaled were like a mist that was too thick to dissolve, surrounding his dark eyes.

After standing for a long time, he didn't recover until the cigarette butt in his hand was extinguished.

Lowering his eyes, he quietly took out his phone, and pressed a set of numbers with trembling fingers.After a while, a clear and capable voice came from over there, "Hello."

He clenched the phone tightly, took a deep breath, and mustered up his courage, "Xiaolan, I'm...Brother."

*…*

The employees on the 32nd floor of Mu's International knew very well that the beautiful vice president was in a bad mood these days, and everyone had a tacit understanding and was careful not to step on a minefield.

From afar, I saw William walking towards the vice president's office, and the secretary hurriedly handed him a stack of documents, "These are all for the vice president to sign."

William narrowed his eyes, "Why do you want me to send it?"

The secretary laughed twice, "Who doesn't know that you are the most popular in the company, Manager William? The vice president must be in a better mood when he sees you! Hehe, help me~"

William raised his eyebrows, and took it lazily, "You have good eyesight."

Walking into Mu Xin's office, she was writing with her head down, raised her eyes to glance at him, and said expressionlessly, "Sit."

Feeling a low air pressure in the room, William approached suspiciously, "Sister Xin, what happened?"

"What could be the matter?" Mu Xin's nonchalant tone made William frowned, "Is it okay? No, you were so happy a few days ago!" He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and approached her and asked in a low voice, "Sister Xin , Are you here with your aunt?"

"Pa" Mu Xin angrily tapped his head with a pen, "No chatting during working hours! Is the matter of Feiyang settled?"

"Uh... this..." William stuttered suddenly, his handsome face flushed slightly, and his eyes wandered here and there.

Mu Xin frowned, "Did you smash it?"

"That's not true..." William lowered his voice, lowered his head, and unconsciously kicked the table leg with his right foot, looking a little awkward, "Maybe, it will take some time."

"Have you..." Her words were interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

Mu Xin picked up the phone, saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and said in a completely businesslike tone, "Hi, I'm Mu Xin."

On the opposite side, the crisp voice revealed inexplicable kindness, "Ms. Mu, hello, I am Fei Sijue's wife, and my name is Xia Lan."