Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mo Ling took a look at the list and said, "you've been so cruel for ten years."

Lin Lanyao blinked shyly, "generally, the things I want are not worth money."

"... it's really not worth money... But it's a lot of trouble, asshole. What's the matter with the whole set of silver soul signed by kongyingqiu himself? There are silver soul handmade, silver soul cartoon water cup, silver soul badge and calendar. Do you really like silver soul so much? "

Lin Lanyao touched her head and said with a smile, "what I like most is a Ling. Even if I have to help you with a week's hard work, I have to endure the sadness of being abandoned by you, but as long as you come back safely, it doesn't matter that I didn't buy any of those things."

"..." didn't mean it didn't matter at all. It was all words that aroused her guilt.

Seeing Mo Ling's face choked and Lin Lanyao's face proud, Gu Xiaoqiao covered his mouth and burst into tears. "You two, it's so funny. Ah Ling, look at LAN Yao. Does he look like the regiment my family keeps now?"

Tuan Tuan is a fat Persian cat, who often kills all sides with a kind of "you stupid human" disdain eyes. The cats in the whole community bow down to its cool and noble eyes.

Mo Ling beat the table, "like, too like, that proud little eyes, it is a mold carved out!"

Lin Lanyao raised his chin and pricked Mo Ling and Gu Xiaoqiao's forehead with his orchid fingers up. He said with pride, "you stupid human beings dare to compare me with cat star people. Are you impatient?"

Mo Ling and Gu Xiaoqiao look at each other and laugh together.

The happy time is always short. After the farewell dinner, Lin Lanyao and Gu Xiaoqiao reluctantly send Mo Ling to the airport.

Mo Ling hugged and said goodbye to them. Even if it was just a week, she was reluctant to give up. Holding back the sour nose, she raised her bright smile and waved her hand vigorously.

"I'm leaving. Take care of yourself both!"

"Take care, too. Have a good trip!"

Lin Lanyao watched her follow the stewardess to the VIP terminal. Her delicate figure went further and further, as if she was leaving his world step by step. His heart was trembling, and he felt the impulse to rush up and stop her. But as soon as his right foot took a step, he took it back. He was extremely discouraged.

She never belonged to him.

Escorted by the stewardess, Mo Ling came to the gate and found out that they were flying in the Mu family's private plane this time. No wonder the Mu family's elders dare to let her go with her two brothers in law. They are not afraid to let the wind out.

Mu Chenhan and Mu Yuntian have already boarded the plane and are sitting in the luxury cabin. Mu Chenhan is holding a notebook processing company, and Mu Yuntian is holding a magazine leisurely. When they see her appear, Mu Yuntian says hello to her with a smile, as if they have never had anything unpleasant between them.

Mu Chen cold head also didn't lift, lightly said a, "you wasted our ten minutes of time."

Maureen sat farthest away from them and said drily, "I'm sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."

Accompanied by three bodyguards, two men and one woman, the female bodyguard named Rufeng, is specially responsible for protecting Maureen. They all wear black suits and ice faces. It is said that they are all from special forces and have very good skills.

Kobe is a very beautiful city. It is close to mountains and rivers. Every family will raise several pots of flowers outside the yard. They walk through the street and smell the fragrance from time to time.

They stayed in a five-star hotel for one night. The next morning, they drove to a small county to visit Mr. Mu's old friend, Toshio Nakamura.

According to Mr. mu, when he came to China to study in his early years, one day he ran into a robber blocking the road. He bravely rushed to fight with the robber and saved a Chinese girl. The Chinese girl happened to be Mr. Mu's classmate. In this way, Mr. Nakamura and Mr. Mu got to know each other and became very good friends. Mr. mu, who has always hated Japan, has changed his impression of the Japanese since then.

A holiday village with folk customs is built on the hillside, facing the sea and backed by the green mountains. The lush green trees make it beautiful like a fairy tale world.

This is their destination, the resort built by Toshio Nakamura.

A white bearded old man in a kimono came out of the yard laughing and said in fluent Mandarin, "you must be brother Zhenhai's grandson and daughter-in-law, right? Oh, old man, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in

They bow politely, introduce themselves one by one, and then follow Toshio Nakamura into the courtyard.

The reception room is decorated in Chinese style, with carved screens, ink paintings of Ming and Qing Dynasties, and mahogany tables and chairs. It can be seen from the interior decoration that the host loves Chinese traditional culture very much.

"I haven't met your grandfather for more than 40 years. I didn't expect to see his grandchildren in my lifetime. I have nothing to regret in my life," he sighed

Mu Yuntian said with a smile, "it's also an honor for us to meet granddad Nakamura. Before he came here, granddad told us a lot about granddad Nakamura. Granddad said that he missed you very much, and also missed your past years..."

Nakamura was so excited that his eyes were red. He said repeatedly, "well, if I have a chance, I will go to China again and get together with your grandfather!"

The four chatted for a while, and Toshio Nakamura personally led them upstairs. Their room was arranged on the third floor, the highest floor, with a wide view. When you open the window, you can touch the flowers on the tree. The layout of the room is warm and comfortable, and the warmth of home is everywhere.

Maureen was very satisfied and grateful to the kind old man.

Jun Nakamura said happily, "take a rest first, and the old man will take care of you in the evening."

Mo Linglian said, "thank you, granddad Nakamura, please."

"No trouble, old man, I'm happy!"

As night falls, in this beautiful resort, a lively banquet begins. The beautiful women in kimonos play the three stringed harp, sing beautiful tunes in a sweet voice, and the warm host holds up the wine glass to welcome the guests from afar.

Even Maureen, who is a light drinker, drank two glasses of sake. At first, she was OK and didn't feel much. After everyone had enough to eat and drink, her cheeks were flushed and her head was dizzy. She was worried that she would do something outrageous after she was drunk. She quickly left the table and went upstairs to have a rest.

Mu Chenhan and Mu Yuntian are still chatting with Junichiro Nakamura at the banquet. Mu Chenhan picks up his tea cup and suddenly feels some shaking under his feet. He doesn't care too much. Kobe, Japan, is an earthquake prone area, and this shaking is a common occurrence.

Junxiong Nakamura and Mu Yuntian didn't care too much. They just looked up at the ceiling and the tables and chairs. At this time, the ground suddenly shook more violently!

The tables and chairs were shaking violently, and the cups, bowls and chopsticks on the table were jingling. Even people could not help shaking. The three changed their looks. Mu Chen stood up and said decisively, "old three, take good care of granddad Nakamura. I'll go upstairs!"

Without waiting for two people to answer, mu Chenhan rushes upstairs. Three bodyguards are stunned and react quickly. One bodyguard stays behind to help Junxiong Nakamura escape to the door. The other two bodyguards quickly follow mu Chenhan's steps and go upstairs to save Mo Ling.

The ground shakes more violently, and the whole house seems to be collapsing. Mu Yuntian watches mu Chenhan rush up the stairs recklessly. His body is bumpy, but his steps are very stable. Knowing that he may be buried here, he rushes out regardless.

Mu Yuntian's face turned pale, the fire of his eyes flickered, and his nails fell into the palm of his hand.

"Yuntian, don't be stunned, get out quickly!" In a trance, Junichiro Nakamura yelled at him. He finally looked at the stairway, grabbed the palm of his hand, turned hard, and rushed out of the room in the violent vibration.

Maureen lives in the innermost room of the corridor. When the earthquake came, she just washed her face and sat in front of the dresser to apply skin cream.

She was patting her cheek with both hands when she suddenly felt dizzy. At that time, she thought that she was too drunk. She shook her head and didn't care. When she looked down and saw that the glass bottle of skin care cream was shaking, she felt tight in her heart and realized that something was wrong.

The earthquake!

The next moment, her conjecture was confirmed. The sweet voice of the announcer sounded on the radio. She understood the simple Japanese, and the words "earthquake" and "triangle of life" were vaguely mentioned. She bit her lip and tried to calm down, analyzing what to do now.

She's on the fourth floor now. It's unrealistic to run downstairs. She has to find a stable triangle! She quickly looked around and found that there were small cracks in the wall. With the violent shaking of the ground, those cracks became larger and larger, like a terrible black hole, which was about to devour everything in the house.

The lights went on and off, and all of them went out with a stab. It was dark in front of her. She just wanted to hide next to the wardrobe, and there was a violent knock on the door, "moling!"

It's mu Chenhan's voice. Mo Ling rushes to the door without thinking about it. It's less than two meters away from the door, and the soles of her feet shake violently. She can't help falling to the ground. The door is suddenly knocked open. A black figure rushes up to catch her, and then holds her to the corner.

The sky twists and turns, the ceiling shakes violently, with the collapse sound of boom, Mo Ling is in front of a black, fainted in the past, the last memory is, Mu Chen Han tightly protected her in the arms.

A piece of ceiling collapses in their side, and gravel and clods constantly fall down. Their bodies and heads are covered with dust. Thick dust chokes mu Chenhan and coughs. He protects the woman in his arms and covers her mouth and nose with one hand.

The sound of collapse lasted more than ten minutes, and finally stopped.

In the narrow space, the dust has settled, and the faint smell of blood diffuses in the air. Mu Chen Han's forehead is sweating, and his face is still calm. He slowly releases Mo Ling's nose and mouth.

In the dark, he couldn't see the face of the person in his arms clearly. His eyes became darker and darker. He suddenly opened the distance between them. His brows frowned irritably. His mood was very complicated. Even he didn't understand why he would rush up to save her. Obviously, she killed "that person". He wanted her to be buried with him. Isn't it more suitable for him to die?

For a long time, he looked down at the quiet and sleepy person in his arms. His mind gradually became clear. He just didn't want to see her die so easily. She should live and suffer. Yes, that's it.

Perhaps in order to convince himself, he also nodded, that's it!