Diplomat's Wife

Chapter 308 Who do you want to plot against tonight?
In the evening at sunset, at the entrance of Ocean International Building.

Before getting into the car, Jin Han glanced at his watch, his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Today is the day for Mu Ning'an to return home. He was supposed to leave for the airport half an hour ago, but he was delayed by other matters.

There was an invitation card on the car, and Jin Han opened it casually to read it.

"Tonight is Miss Dai Qiyue's inauguration dinner." Gu Yue reminded.

"Go to the airport." Jin Han whispered.

"It's just this time, my wife is probably already at the ceremony."

Jin Han suddenly felt something was wrong. At this time, the plane should not have landed yet. Could it be that she returned home early but didn't tell him?
Gu Yue was alert and noticed the boss's strange expression, and explained: "My wife's assistant said that my wife temporarily canceled the activities in Hong Kong this afternoon. She stopped in Hong Kong from Los Angeles and didn't stop. She directly transferred back to Jinling."

Jin Han sighed slightly, and couldn't help worrying about her body.

Since the last false pregnancy, Mu Ning'an suddenly increased her workload and signed many artists in succession. Not long ago, under her self-recommendation, Jin Han took the position of director of the artist management department of the Ocean Group's film and television company. gave her.

For a while, she was so busy that she suddenly became a trapeze artist, and her tight schedule was not inferior to him, the chairman of the group.

"Then... go pick up your wife?" Guyue asked tentatively.

The man in the back seat spoke with deep eyebrows, but didn't answer.

Without denying it, that was it, Gu Yue grasped the direction and drove to the ceremony site.

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At the inauguration ceremony of the new party leader, celebrities from the political, business, literary and artistic circles gathered, and the luxurious banquet hall was magnificent.

Once upon a time, the inauguration ceremony of the leader of the new party was as solemn as the inauguration ceremony of the president.

In the eyes of the world, as long as he becomes the leader of the new party, he is only one step away from the president.

However, this seems to be an established law, but it was resolutely broken when Jin Hanlin became the president two years ago.

At the signing place, Mu Ning'an handed over her name card. After identifying her identity, she walked forward under the guidance of the venue etiquette.

After walking two steps, she didn't see the figure following her closely. When she turned her head, she saw Elena still in a daze.

She shook her head slightly, turned around and took her hand, leading her forward.

"Honey, don't think about it, the matter is over." Mu Ning'an comforted in a low voice.

This time, she and Elena returned to Los Angeles because they were notified by the police that the mastermind of the rape case in the back alley of the bar was under the control of the police, but when the police found him, the other party was already a cold corpse. With the vital part of the lower body cut by Bie in his mouth, the knife went straight into the lungs. The death looked cruel, obviously the work of a professional killer.

After more than ten years of torment and waiting, Elena finally received a police report. For this result, she did not feel at all relieved. After all, four people committed the crime back then, and three people were still at large. As time went by, the possibility of solving the case became more and more remote.

"Is it really over?" Elena asked back.

"You have to believe that the police's words are not unreasonable. The police station has the DNA of four suspects. The crime rate of these drug addicts is very high. However, the police have not had income-related criminal records for so many years. They may have died. After all, every year There are a lot of people who die from drug overdoses.”

"If I didn't see the bodies of those three people with my own eyes, I wouldn't die with peace in my eyes." In Zhisuo's indifferent eyes, there was the persistence honed by Eileen in the torment, which no one could understand.

In the woman's eyes, the ferocity revealed at that second made Mu Ning'an standing beside her feel a chill. The Elena she knew had always been weak and timid, even though she later became famous internationally as a dancer, She was born again, but the inferiority complex engraved in her bones has always been a knot she can't untie.

Mu Ning'an held her hand tightly, and looked at her with sincere eyes, "My dear, if the arrest of the suspect this time does not bring you any comfort, but instead arouses more hatred in you, I would rather Nothing happened, at least it won't disturb your peaceful life now."

"Even if they are caught by the police, there is no death penalty in the United States. I would rather find them and kill them myself." Eileen's empty eyes were filled with hatred, and she gritted her teeth.

Mu Ning'an was surprised by Elena's words, is this still the Elena she knew?

"Honey, you have to look forward in life. If you are obsessed with the past, then you will never be able to let go of your burdens and you will never be happy." Mu Ning'an said comfortingly.

Elena was silent for a long time before she said, "I once thought I had let go, but when I saw that person's body in the morgue, I realized that I never let go."

The dinner party is about to begin. On the long red carpet, the guests are getting denser and the topic is getting heavier. Mu Ningan quickly changed the topic, pinched her earbones and said, "Okay, stop thinking about unhappy things. There are quite a few dignitaries in the city gathered here in the evening, so why not pick and choose? Maybe there will be a special relationship?"

Teased by her, Elena finally gave a wry smile, "Don't tell me, you brought me here for a blind date?"

They are not politicians, but they appear at the inauguration ceremony of the leader of the political party. They really don't understand Mu Ning'an's intentions.

Mu Ning'an lowered her voice and said, "If you want to gain a real foothold in Jinling, you must obtain the title of national art master. With this label, it will be more convenient to do things in China in the future."

Eileen nodded. The art environment in China is no better than that in foreign countries. There are serious divisions among factions and no national certification. No matter how famous her international reputation is, she is still an ordinary art worker who cannot enter the mainstream circle in China.

However, there is more than one such example in China. Many artists who have won international awards cannot obtain national certification for various reasons, thus losing a lot of top resources. Therefore, many people change their nationality and go abroad for development.

Elena's eyes lit up, she looked at Mu Ning'an and asked, "Tonight, who do you want to plot against?"

The Mu Ning'an she knew never did anything that wasted time.

Mu Ning'an smiled brightly, "The president of the Artists Association is inside."

Eileen laughed out loud. Sure enough, if Mu Ning'an was the second in the ability to investigate other people's whereabouts, no one would dare to compete for the first place.

In the banquet hall, soothing piano music was played, and celebrities gathered in the room.

Looking at the shining crowd, Elena couldn't help shaking her head, "There are so many people, where can I find the consul general?"

"I've already inquired, he's at table A06, so according to the serial number he should..." Mu Ning'an scanned the lobby, then looked at the VIP passage in the distance and said, "He should come in from there, let's go Wait for him there."

This woman even inquired in advance whether the other party came or not, and where she came from, but Elena was no longer surprised. From the day Mu Ning'an became her manager, she knew that she had to get used to Mu Ning'an. The way of working that never plays cards according to common sense.

　If Elena turns black, will you shoot me,,,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)