Sir's Brand

Chapter 119

The cold wind hit, and the blowing hair rubbed against Rong En's face. She stood in front of Yan Yue's tomb, on the tombstone, and chose his side face, with short dark brown hair and brown eyes. It's laughing.

Rong En twitched the corners of her mouth, her smile was extremely stiff, she squatted down, Yeye followed her movements and lay down at her feet, her slender and white fingers brushed over the face in the photo, she opened her mouth, "Yue, you pass by below How are you doing?"

It was halfway up the mountain, Rong En sat in front of Yan Yue's tomb and talked to him a lot, but he didn't mention Nan Yejue at all.

A few steps away, there was a small open space. Rong En walked over and looked into the distance. The Baisha City under his feet was like floating clouds, appearing ups and downs and unrealistic.

On the soft ground, there are a few grasses poking out their heads.

Rong En squatted down, brushed away the snow above with his hands, and scraped away a layer of dirt.Her white fingers were smudged with mud, and a small hole was dug out in front of her. Rong En took out a necklace from his pocket.It was given to her by Nan Yejue, the chain was broken, and the star-shaped pendant lay in her palm, when she held it, the sharp angle made her wrist tremble.

Rong En put the necklace into the pit, her legs slumped and knelt on the ground, and refilled the layers of soil that had been removed. Nan Yejue died. A Yuan said that he fell into the river, and he is still alive. It was not found, and there was really no body left.

She carefully picked up a small mound of soil, leaving clear fingerprints on it.Rong En felt that his eyes were sore again, and when he touched his face, he realized that he was crying again.

Yeye was next to her, biting Rong En's trouser leg. She bent down and hugged the puppy, and finally looked around her eyes. The solitude spread with the shattered sunlight, and her heart was empty, really empty.

All assets under Nan Yejue's name were frozen, and various properties were seized.

Jueshi also suspended all business operations and accepted the review of relevant departments.

The most important thing is that this young man who used to be an all-powerful man in Baisha City disappeared mysteriously just like when he appeared. The sea ships were dispatched to salvage along the river, but his body was still not found.

Therefore, there are many rumors and rumors that Nan Yejue died and was sunk into the bottom of the river, never to see the sun above the water level.

Rong En didn't come home until noon. When she dragged her suitcase to the door of the house, she saw a lot of people gathered in the small living room of her house, and Rong's mother was sitting on the sofa and wiping tears.

"I said mother of the Rong family, don't cry, children and grandchildren have their own blessings..." Aunt Liu kept persuading her, and several neighbors also nodded.

"Mom..." Rong En didn't know what happened, so he hurried in.

"Oh, Enen, you're finally back..." Aunt Liu quickly stepped forward to hold her hand, "Your mother saw the news, and she didn't eat any food, so she was worried about you."

The TV in the living room was reporting the news of the noble style. Mother Rong felt sleepless after knowing it, and wanted to call Rong En, only then remembered that it was always her daughter who called home.

"Enen, you are really scaring my mother to death." Rong's mother stood up from the sofa, "What's the matter, did something happen to Jue's child? Why did it say on TV that he was still a member of the underworld and had killed him?" people or something?"

"Mom, it's all about TV." Rong En looked at his mother's haggard and kind face, "Can you believe what it says?"

"That's right, I think Xiao Nan's child is really good..."

"That's it..." Neighbors tried to persuade her, and Rong En's nose started to turn sour. Fortunately, none of them followed suit.

"Then, Jueta really..." Mother Rong cried bitterly, took Rong En's hand, and patted the back of her hand a few times, "Why do you think your child is so miserable, finally someone else Appeared, how long has it been..."

"Mom, don't be like this..." The tears that Rong En tried to swallow back poured out just like that. Aunt Liu and others persuaded her a few words, but they couldn't stay longer, so they had to leave one after another.

"Hey." Rong's mother wiped her tears, pulled Rong En over, and let her lean on her shoulder, "Maybe this is really fate. Mom originally planned to hold a grandson this year."

"Mom." Rong En shed tears, "Isn't it good to have me with you?"

"Mom doesn't want you to grow up like this, hey..."

"Mom, don't think about it, you said it depends on fate." Rong En's voice was soft and hoarse, and she held Mother Rong's arm with both hands, "I just want you to be happy in the days to come."

Jue Shi's plan to annex the Yuanshe Group still failed, but after the board of directors ended, the Yuanshe Group still changed hands, and Chen Qiao took over. As for the reason, the internal secrets were unanimously kept.However, many people still guessed the reason. The most likely reason was Yan Ming's previous drug use and suspicion of being involved in the black market.

As a result, the Yan family's status was even more precarious. Yan Shouyi, who had just experienced the pain of bereavement, turned gray overnight, and under Yan Ming's repeated requests, he took Mrs. Yan to go abroad to relax.

Adjacent to Baisha City, on a private island surrounded by the sea.

A private plane vacated and landed, and the woman who came down first put her hands in an expensive mink fur coat. Her age could not be seen from her well-maintained face, and her ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes rattled on the hard ground. With the sound of the sound, she came to the gate, and a bodyguard bent over, "Ma'am."

The woman walked in a hurry, without looking sideways, the severe cold wind lifted her hair coiled behind her head, and a pair of sapphire earrings shone brightly, which further reflected her cold and arrogant brow.

Up to the second floor, several bodyguards guarded the door, "Where are you?"

"Master Yu has already called the doctor over."

The bodyguard opened the door, and when the woman entered, she saw the medical staff inside carrying out first aid. On the big round bed in the center of the room, Nan Yejue was red.His upper body was bare, his shoulders were held down by two nurses one by one, and the cold liquid was drilling into his body along with the infusion tube on the back of his hand.The woman's eyelids twitched, but she didn't rush over and cry like ordinary people. She just covered her mouth with her right hand, and after trying her best to suppress the mist in her eyes, she crossed the edge of the bed and came to the balcony.

Passing through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw a man wearing black trousers and a white shirt on the upper body of good quality. It seemed that he had passed through the hands of a famous artist. He was propped on the railing with one hand, and a cigarette was held between the tips of his left fingers. The woman stood still Behind him, "Yu Zun."

The man turned around, his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples. He has deep and fascinating facial features, a straight nose, a smoke ring between his thin lips, and under the short black hair, his eyes reveal a spirit that can make people fall, "Auntie .”

The woman took off her black gauze gloves, and her pointed high-heeled shoes came to Yuzun's side. Her lips trembled, but she was actually full of fear in her heart, but she forbade herself to show this emotion in front of others, "This is what happened?"

The man took a deep breath, "I don't know. When I received his call, I thought he had already arranged his own escape route. I didn't expect that when the two sides were fighting, he had already been shot."

Chu Mu tightly held the railing with both hands, "My son was trained from the dead when he was young, how could he be targeted by the opponent's sniper?" She thumped hard in annoyance, her face sullen.

"Auntie, don't worry too much."

It took a long time for the inside to calm down. When Chu Mu and Yu Zun walked in, the bloody gauze rescued by the doctor was piled up on the quilt, and the woman's face turned cold, "Take all these things away, Jue likes to be clean." .”

The voice was not angry but powerful, and the two nurses hurriedly packed up their things in fright. The doctor took off his mask and signaled another nurse to bandage Nan Yejue's wound, "Go back to Ma'am, the young master is basically out of danger. It was aimed at the heart, and it didn't hit directly because it was rubbed on the wrist... But, because it has been soaked in the river water for so long, I have to observe for a few days to see if he has any infection."

Only then did Chu Mu's hanging heart sink. Nan Yejue was still asleep. She came to the bed and stroked his wine-red broken hair with her palm, then along his cheeks, neck, collarbone, and all the way to his chest .

"Here, there will be hideous scars, right?"

The doctor panicked, "The scar is not a problem, and I can do plastic surgery in the future."

The pity in Chu Mu's eyes withdrew, and his voice became much colder, "Don't do it, let him remember this lesson, exposing himself to other people's guns like this, killing half of his life is already easy."

Yu Zun couldn't help but look up, this woman has always been cold and cruel, even her own son is not surprised.

"Auntie, go back and rest first, I'm here."

"Yu Zun, thanks to you this time." Chu Mu waved his hand to make the people in the room retreat, "I saw that his wings were hard enough, so I let him go out to fly solo. Let’s see what step went wrong.”

Nan Yejue fell into a coma for a long time. He felt as if he was floating on the surface of the sea, and then he was overturned by the impacting waves. His body seemed to be pressed to the bottom of the sea by a stone. He struggled desperately, trying to stick his head out of the water.

He saw a child standing in front of him, at most six or seven years old.

Under the short black hair, a pair of eyes revealed a depth that did not match those of his peers.There were several children beside him, but they all looked like teenagers. The man in the riding boots looked fierce, and knocked on the table with the tail of his whip, "Start."

Nan Yejue knew that this was training for dismantling guns. The little child was already proficient and agile, but when he was about to install a part, his hand loosened, and the thumb-sized part fell to the ground. When I bent down to pick it up, the speed had already slowed down.Became the last in the group.

(End of this chapter)