I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Putting down the phone, Mu Qingtian called Mu Huanjiang in a hurry.

"Huan Jiang, I called Hei Jieming."

"Did he do it?"

"I don't think so. But he must have been involved. How's your place?"

Mu Qingtian asked mu huanjiang.

Mu Huanjiang smiled helplessly.

"It's not easy. All traces were cleared. It was impossible to find the surveillance video in the vicinity. There were no traces left. Well, it's also our fault that we found out too late. If Cat hadn't come to find Willow today, he wouldn't have found out."

Mu Qingtian said, "In that case, don't waste your energy on this. Go investigate a few places."

"Okay, brother, go ahead."

"The first is to follow Hei Jieming. But be careful. He's not that easy to track."

"Yes."

"The second is He Yi. I think this person is definitely not simple."

"Okay."

"Third, third, I haven't thought of it yet. Let's do this first."

"No problem."

Hanging up the phone, Mu Huanjiang looked at The Wind Is Strange beside him. The Wind Is Strange joked, "Mu and you are the same."

"Not bad." Mu Huanjiang was not happy at all. "We have to listen to the boss."

"Of course. Even if he was smarter than the boss, he couldn't show it. Of course I can't compete with the boss. But you are smarter than him."

"Whether a person can be a boss is not just a matter of intelligence."

Mu Huanjiang waved his hand, and a few people gathered around.

He gave orders for what he needed to do and then left.

Feng yeqi asked him, "Do you think Miss Mu is in danger?"

"No. At least not yet."

"Is this kind of judgment reliable?" The Wind Is Strange was worried.

"I think it's very reliable. Moreover, my brother, our boss, also made the same judgment. It shouldn't be a problem."

With that said, The Wind Is Strange was relieved.

"Since both of you are smart enough to say that. Then I, this stupid man, won't say anything. I'll do whatever you want me to do."

He stretched and yawned.

Mu Huanjiang said, "Actually, you can imagine if something really happened to Willow. The situation would not be so peaceful. Someone will definitely take action first."

The Wind Is Strange blinked, frowned, and suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Oh, I see. You mean Hei Jieming."

"That's right, Hei Jieming will definitely take action. But it's calm now, so they're probably fine."

The Wind Is Strange rolled his eyes and thought about it, "You mean, Hei Jieming kidnapped them. Good girl, you really don't know what's on your mind."

Mu Huanjiang shook his head, "I don't think so. If you want to kidnap, there are so many opportunities in the past. Why would he choose such a time? Hei Jieming was involved, but not necessarily the mastermind."

Mu Huanjiang was absolutely right.

We shifted our attention to another place.

Hei Jieming, he was lying on the bed, bored, staring at the ceiling.

Ever since Mu Ruoliu was taken away by He Yi, he had been lying in bed in a daze. But his mind was clear. He also knew that things couldn't drag on like this.

Someone knocked on the door and Mu Huanjiang said angrily, "Okay, let's talk outside."

"Madam wants you to come over."

"Got it."

Hei Jieming said impatiently.

Madam was referring to Si Ninghua. Hei Jieming's nominal mother. Although they were not real mothers, Si Ninghua raised Hei Jieming with one hand, and the relationship between them was deeper than that between mother and son.

Si Ninghua called him and he had to go.

He jumped out of bed, tidied up his clothes, picked up his comb, and fiddled with his hair. Overall, it's not bad.

He pushed the door open, and the sunlight poured down from outside. He couldn't open his eyes.

Fortunately, after getting used to it, her eyes gradually opened.

Soon, he came to Si Ninghua's room. As usual, the smell of coffee wafted through the room.

"Mom, I'm here."

Although Hei Jieming had tried his best to pull himself together, he was still haggard and sallow.

Si Ninghua looked up at him, his eyes filled with heartache and love.

"Jieming, why bother? For a woman..."

"Mom. Please don't say that."

Before si ninghua could finish, Hei Jieming immediately interrupted her.

However, Si Ninghua still said, "Jieming, you shouldn't waste yourself like this. Look, there are so many things waiting for you to do. Why do you have to give up on yourself?"

"Mom, I didn't give up on myself. I just slept in my room for two days. I'm fine."

Hei Jieming finally smiled.

"Hehe, do you think I can't tell? You look like this... And you said it was good. Who are you lying to?"

Si Ninghua brewed the coffee and slowly pushed it over.

"Have some coffee. I just made it."

Hei Jieming did not refuse. He pinched the small ear of the cup, put the coffee cup in his mouth and took a sip.

"It's delicious."

He said it was delicious, but put the cup down.

"Mom, can I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?"

"Why do you like making coffee so much?"

After Si Ninghua heard this, he closed his mouth and smiled.

"Don't you think it's been so many years. Is it strange that you're asking now?"

"I've always felt that there's a deeper meaning to this. But I didn't dare to ask. I'm afraid of mentioning my mother's sadness."

Si Ninghua leaned forward, elbows on the table, fingers crossed, and rested his chin.

"What do you mean, Jieming? I was actually waiting for you to ask, but you never asked. You're right, this is a sad part of me."

She showed Hei Jieming her right arm. Hei Jieming glanced at it and immediately frowned.

"I don't think so. I've always liked to wear clothes with sleeves. That's why I've been hurt here. It was a burn. Scalded by boiling water. He was a waiter in a coffee shop. He was scalded just like that. There's not much reason. It was just a careless move. That's all I remember."

"Then..."

The owner of that coffee shop treats me very badly and harasses me often. So, I deliberately let myself get scalded. At first, I even thought it was better to hurt my face so that no one would do anything to you. But when I think about it later, I'll forget it. If a woman's face is hurt, she might as well die."

"So, you hurt your arm?"

"Yes." Si Ninghua looked at the wound on his arm. "That's it. I hurt my arm. Just make people look nauseous."

"Later."

Later, I was kicked out of that coffee shop. Wandering the streets. Isn't it miserable?"

Si Ninghua glanced at Hei Jieming gently. Even at this age, she was still charming, especially her eyes, which shone with enchanting light.

Hei jieming said, "Yes, it's terrible."

"But I'm also very lucky."

Hei Jieming didn't understand. Can you still be lucky after all this?

Without waiting for Hei Jieming to ask. Si Ninghua volunteered, "Because I met your father that night. The only man in the world who loves me."