Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

At the other end of the phone, Nie Mingxuan came out of the smoke filled box and blew the cold wind in the corridor. The feeling of drunkenness faded half. He breathed the smell of wine, raised his fingers and rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "where are you trapped?"

Who understands such nonsense?

Yan Mu Ran's face soaked with tears burned and bit his lips. After a long time, he replied in a dumb voice: "Mu Yanchen - brother Mingxuan, I'm in love with mu Yanchen."

Nie Mingxuan raised his eyes and took several deep breaths before his consciousness gradually cleared.

At the corner of his mouth, he smiled coldly: "he fell in love with you, but he ignored you and didn't even look at you, did he?"

Listening to the opposite grievance to the extreme, he remained silent. Nie Mingxuan's smile expanded and his voice was low as if he were talking to himself: "why do you all like asking for trouble..."

"Brother Mingxuan..."

"You don't have to waste your time on him," Nie Mingxuan slowly vomited out a mouthful of wine, stared out of the window with slightly blurred eyes and comforted slowly, "not to mention that you can't go in when he has no one in his heart, not to mention that he has someone in his heart now, you don't have any chance..."

"But there shouldn't be that person in his heart!" Yan Mu ran said with tears and trembling voice. He clenched his pink fist on his side. He didn't even think that the beautiful but thin and tender girl was qualified to occupy his heart as a woman!

Slightly drunk, Nie Mingxuan listened to this sentence. His face was slightly tight and stiff in place.

After a while, he recovered from his amazement and hooked the corners of his mouth: "what do you know, Mu ran?"

As soon as the cold wind blew, he was a little sober. It seemed that he had just given her too much hint. He promised mu Yanchen that he would not easily tell about his relationship with Lanxi. Even if it was a crime, he would keep it from him as a close friend.

Because he tried to dissuade, it was obvious that things were beyond the scope of his dissuasion.

It's already a mess.

Yan Mu ran pinched herself and tried to pinch her palm to wake herself up. She is not a bad woman, really not. She can't do that to discredit herself... But she was also desperate and didn't know what to do

"It's my own business if I can't go in. I'll try hard... Just brother Mingxuan, really don't force me..." she bit her lips and woke herself up with pain. In her mind, incest with her own sister is fundamentally wrong. What's wrong even if she reveals it?!

Nie Mingxuan was slightly shocked in his heart. For a long time, he recalled a helpless sneer and said in a dumb voice: "Mu ran, don't mess around."

This sentence is both a consolation and a warning. He naturally forbids others to touch things he doesn't dare to touch. More importantly, the result of this matter will directly involve Lanxi, which is nothing to Mu Yanchen, but Lanxi is a junior high school child. Her life hasn't developed yet. She can't be directly strangled and destroyed in this way.

That's absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not allowed.

Then the answer to Nie Mingxuan was the hurried hanging up sound of "Dudu" opposite.

She doesn't want to hear him anymore.

***

When I received the picture in my mobile phone, a high-level meeting was being held.

Mu Yanchen didn't respond to the shock. He didn't take it until the end of the meeting, put it in his palm, closed the documents and walked out of the meeting room. Several large-scale planning schemes were quickly finalized. It was the result of nearly half a month. His spirit was slightly in a trance, but his eyebrows were still cold and tight. Throw the folder to the person behind and mu Yanchen turns on his mobile phone.

A multimedia message.

The content of the MMS was just a simple photo. He walked and looked at it. His elegant and cold steps gradually slowed down. Even the secretary who walked behind him to report the itinerary had to slow down to adapt to his speed and was too scared to speak.

Because she saw that mu Yanchen's handsome face suddenly became tight and pale.

On the screen is city C No. 1 middle school shrouded in dark stars. The school sentry box is in the dark and lights up a large area. In the center of the screen is a man and a woman who are close to each other. The girl with her back to the light source reflects a warm and soft outline, looks clever and beautiful, and her posture is to bow down, gently touch her forehead and whisper with her.

A cold breath rushed into his brain through his back.

Mu Yanchen coldly turned off the MMS and looked at the display number. He was also strange. He opened his thin lips and read out a string of numbers. The secretary next to him was keenly aware of his duty, spread out the tablet in his arm and quickly wrote down the string of numbers.

"Help me find out who the owner is."

The Secretary stared in amazement, his breathing was slightly disordered, nodded for a long time, and quickly followed his departure.

——I have never done such a thing. It may also be a private matter. The secretary is very cautious.

There was no news until noon. After the secretary was busy, he opened the door of the acting director's office with the results of the investigation. However, he saw mu Yanchen on the phone. He stood in front of the French window with a gentle and soft expression.

The fine sunshine shone in, and his handsome outline was covered with a layer of gold.

The phone seems to be on.

Mu Yanchen spoke softly and didn't dare to speak loudly. It seemed that he was afraid to scare the people opposite. Listening carefully to the content was just some trivial things, but he ordered it very seriously.

"Don't curl up your knees, stretch them out, knead from inside to outside, and it will ease a little... About 15 minutes, it shouldn't hurt so much anymore." across the telephone line, mu Yanchen taught her how to massage the sour and astringent body.

The sound inside was a little messy. Her soft voice came: "but the lunch break is very short. I can't press it for that long."

Mu Yanchen's eyebrow moved, like a small ripple in his heart. He wouldn't know how soft he looked at the moment. His thin lips pasted on the receiver and whispered: "it's okay... I'll press it for you in the evening."

"Do you have time today?" Lan Xi was stunned.

"Fortunately, not busy," Mu Yanchen heard the hope in her tone and continued to ask softly, "is there anything else you want me to accompany you?"

Lan Xi paused for a long time and said, "I have something for you when you come back."

So, a soft sentence, mixed in the chaotic crowd of the school, he heard it very clearly and was slightly surprised in his heart. He raised his eyes and stared at the whole city C under the sunshine. For the first time, he looked forward to the sunset and the time to meet her. This was also the first time that she showed her kindness to him so skillfully.

"En... See you in the evening." Mu Yanchen said in a low voice, staring at the scenery outside the landing window.

The Secretary standing at the door was almost stunned. Her mouth was open and forgot to close. Mu Yanchen she had been in contact with for so long in Mu's work was ruthless. Even if she was far away, she could feel the cold and frightening atmosphere, which made all employees dare not slack off at all! But he didn't have a moment... There was no moment like now. His tone was soft, his handsome face was gentle, and his mouth was hooked with a smile. He reversed all sentient beings and was amazing.

Turning around, mu Yanchen didn't know that the Secretary had come in. He paused, looked at her with deep eyes, then turned his eyes, and said indifferently in a low voice: "come back."

The secretary was stunned!

The things in his hand almost fell off. The Secretary quickly cleaned up the mess, covered up the red explosion in his face, and quickly stepped forward to deliver the paper to him: "Mr. mu, you have found the things you want to check. The name of the owner, the time of opening an account and the name of the specific business hall are all on it - all from local."

Mu Yanchen put his mobile phone back on the table. His cold eyes scanned the paper and saw the name.

Yan Jinhua.

C director of city level health department, Yan Jinhua.

Just a surname can let him guess who the other party is. However, she is really bold. She knows that her mobile phone number has been blacked. Even the director's communication tools can be borrowed at will to send such bold and wanton threat messages.

——But mu Yanchen didn't know who she sent it to except him?

The surrounding air is so quiet that it can drip water, as if it is going to penetrate into the bones. It is so quiet that people feel cold at the bottom of their heart, but they don't know how bloody and chaotic the outside world across a door has become.

The Secretary, whose legs were stiff, smelled a dangerous and terrible smell. Before he could evacuate, the paper in his hand had been suddenly pulled away, and then he waved it out with a loud crash and anger. The paper was torn by a fierce wind knife. After struggling in the air, it fell softly and fell to the ground.

The secretary was frightened, sweating, took a step back and looked at him in fear.

Mu Yanchen's eyes were as cold as ice, and his thin lips became a terrible line.

I'm used to calming my anger, but I can't look at it. Even the Secretary hasn't seen him so out of control. Only because this matter involves not only him, but also another person. She is too weak and has no defense and resistance. If someone wants to deliberately target, she is definitely his biggest weakness in admiring Yan Chen.

Seeing mu Yanchen's anger dissipate, he returned to his seat and sat quietly, gently rubbing his eyebrows. The Secretary didn't dare to leave or approach. After a long time, he carefully opened his mouth: "Mr. mu, excuse me... Is there anything else..."

"Help me make an appointment with Miss Yan of the health department and tell me when you have time. It won't take long. You can arrange the place." Mu Yanchen said slowly, with a cold danger in his low magnetic voice.

The secretary was stunned.

After writing down the itinerary, she didn't dare to continue to ask, because mu Yanchen had never made an appointment with a woman for private affairs, so she didn't know whether it was a male-female date or a business?

"Mr. mu, the meeting with the Philippine partner that night was arranged at..."

"Cancel," he interrupted the Secretary coldly.

He had no patience to stay here. Mu Yanchen grabbed his coat and threw it in his arms. He got up gracefully and walked out coldly. "All the arrangements after 9 p.m. are cancelled. Don't call tonight."