True Love Lasts

So can you come back and take charge now?

Of course, Yi Lei didn't dare to say the last half sentence directly. Who knows if Nangong Mo is in the mood to preside over the overall situation now?!

In other words, if he is slandered as a mental patient, he will collapse even if he is said "split personality" in public, even in front of the media all over the world! But the company's business is urgent. The image of Nangong ink is directly related to the share price of the whole Nangong group

If Nangong Mo's story is true That stock is going down to death!

"Share price?" After a short pause, scornful sneer came from the opposite side. Nangong Mo asked him slowly, "how much have you fallen?"

He's in the mall. Naturally, we know the relationship of interests.

"Up to now, there have been 20 million..." The next day leise se ground reported out this huge sum of money, see South Temple Mo didn't respond. I couldn't help persuading him, "it's all those absurd misinformation. In fact, you..." There's no need to see them in the same light!

"It's not misinformation." The South Temple Mo suddenly interrupts, lightly drops four words, let Yi Lei completely Leng.

It's not misinformation, it's Really?

What about the company?

"The stock price..." Yi Lei racked his brains at the end of electricity and words. I wanted to let Nangong Mo "pretend to clarify", but I was interrupted by Nangong Mo again.

"I don't want to."

With that, he hung up.

This is the first time in four years that he has dealt with things in an irresponsible manner. Because of her, he even felt tired to explain People outside think what they like. Anyway, they can solve it one by one and kill one by one.

But now -

what should we do?

What should he do with her?

Nangong Mo closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. He felt that the carriage was very stuffy. He suddenly turned over, loosened his tie, and lowered the side window of his body. The cold wind outside the window poured in, and his restless heart got a little sober

As time went by, Nangong Mo's car was still in place.

He was leaning on the window with one elbow and one hand hanging out of the window. The scarlet cigarette butts were slowly burning between his long fingers, and a cloud of smoke was swirling around He doesn't like smoking. But the rich taste of nicotine can dispel part of the trouble.

It just doesn't seem to work this time.

When the spark is out, a cigarette finally burns to the end, and the last piece of ash falls, Nangong Mo's chagrin also rises to the extreme - didn't he have a good relationship two days ago? Why should he Must she be forced to break the steady state of harmony?

Take your hand back and he turns the steering wheel

He decided to get her back.

Cold windy graves.

When Nangong Mo came back, Shu Mu Wan's figure had disappeared long ago. All over the mountains and fields, there were empty birds singing He left without turning. Instead, he walked slowly to the stele with the words "nangongchen" and stopped.

One person and one tablet, the surface is quiet, but there is a confrontation with undercurrent surging.

For a long time, Nangong Mo finally made a voice and looked down on the silent stone tablet with the attitude of a conqueror: "Nangong Chen, she's mine!"

"With or without you, she's mine!" He looked down on the stone tablet. Like overlooking the cowardly soul, "I allow you to exist in her heart now, however, you Sooner or later, she'll get out of her memory! "

Yes, he's back.

For her, he finally compromised!

Whether she says it or not. He can't help her. In this case, he simply doesn't ask, doesn't force, just wants to be together as he was two days ago She can treat him as anyone she likes.

With that, he turned around and left, leaving a cold monument. To the cold wind

Downtown.

Shu Muwan stops her car at Jack's apartment downstairs. She rushes upstairs and decides that she's going to pick up Venki. Then they went directly to Nangong Mo and told him everything! She wants to tell him: nangongchen "left", she is very sure. He's the one you choose!

Walking to the door of the apartment, Shu Muwan is about to knock on the door, but when he sees the knife mark on the wooden door, he is stunned

The door of the apartment is hidden, and there is a faint murmur inside. Shu Muwan is stunned for a second, and pushes the door into the apartment. Suddenly, he sees the blood in the room. Jack falls down on the sofa, his body curls up in pain, on his body, on the sofa cover, on the ground It's all blood!

Shocking!!!

“Jack！” Shu Mu night screams out a voice, dashed past suddenly, the facial expression instantly fades to pale. "What's the matter with you? Jack！ Can you hear me? What about Venki? Aren't you supposed to be with Venki? "

He curled up body, just whisper, Shu Mu night's hands tremble, see his whole body is blood, don't know where to touch?

Small hand trembling, she can think of in the first time, is to call to help him call an ambulance!!!But the phone hasn't been dialed yet. But his bloody hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Jack breathlessly said, "no I played On the way Soon I'll come... "

He gasped, struggling to utter the whole sentence.

"Well, I'll wait with you! I'll find a dress for you first! " She looks around and wants to help Jack find a sheltered coat. Only then can she find that the room is surprisingly clean and tidy. She doesn't want to be the trace left by the fighting scene at all

How on earth was he stabbed?

"You wait!" The bloody palm firmly grasped her wrist. Jack almost exhausted all his strength, gritting his teeth to make it clear to her, "shumuwan, today I'm sorry

"I'm sorry. What's wrong with me?" She nervously searched the room for clues, and did not care to listen until he said the truth in a feeble voice -

"today I'm talking nonsense I'm on drugs and I don't know what happened When I'm awake I've finished He closed his eyes painfully, and there was guilt between his eyebrows.

Today's main show is extremely weird to him!

"You're on drugs?" Shu Mu night can't believe to shout out, "why take drugs?"

Although this kind of thing is very common in the United States, Jack Never touched before!

"I don't know..." Jack's expression began to twist, as if he was choking. I don't know whether he was crying with guilt or with pain? But he was still mumbling and repeating, "my friend said it's OK, but Sorry I'm really sorry... "

"Don't say that yet!" Seeing more and more blood on his body, Shu Muwan pressed it with his hand in a hurry. He was not in the mood to listen to his last few words, so that he missed the most important point - his so-called friend Who is it?