C85
C85
"Boss, will they attack again?" "Then you and Young Master Ling …"
Rong Heting raised his hand to stop Luo Yu's words. He understood Luo Yu's worry.
"It's fine. Let them have a good time first. Let Ling Ao be more careful. We'll play with them."
Although Luo Yu was still worried, but he had always listened to Rong Heting, and his boss had never made the wrong decision.
"Go check on the damaged surveillance cameras on Mu Hongwen's side. Go and find someone to restore the content. Find out everything that Mu Hongwen has come in contact with. I don't believe that anyone can come and go freely in the prison without leaving a trace."
"Send more people to put out some loose ends so that Yunrong can pay attention to the people in the company. The customers he contacts also keep some rest."
Luo Yu's eyes lit up when he heard Rong Heting's words, "Boss, you suspect that they are a bunch of people?"
"Not necessarily. Let's check it out first."
Rong Heting opened the window, and the cold wind blew into the corridor early in the morning after autumn. Rong Heting took out a cigarette and lit it up, and looked at the distant eyes which were flickering like fireworks.
Mu Qianqian's pale face flashed across his eyes, and her pained cries seemed to echo in his ears once again.
What happened to him? It was just a toy. Did he really care about it now? Now that Mu Hongwen was dead and without his bone marrow, what should he do with his little thing?
Mu Qianqian sat in the hospital garden, bored as she grabbed the bright-colored roses in front of her with her free hand. She sat on the bench and kicked the messy petals at her feet all over the floor.
She had just come out of Mu Shen's sickroom. That guy, Bai Sheng, was really annoying. Although he had a gentle personality like Brother Feng, he was very bad. He acted like he had seen her for a long time and wanted to trick her to teach him how to operate.
Medical maniac!
It caused her to be chased out of the ward by Bai Sheng. Her elder sister was losing her position in her brother's heart.
Mu Qianqian idly sniffed the fresh flowers in her hands. The faint scent of the flowers reminded her of the smell of smoke on Rong Heting's body. Annoyed, Mu Qianqian threw the flowers away and used her good arm to knock on her head.
What association! Why did she think of that beast!? She didn't care about how he hurt her and saved her, but these few days, she didn't even see the figure of the man she saved. Damn it!
Mu Qianqian suddenly thought of Rong Heting's embrace in the ward that night when she was in unbearable pain. Her face unconsciously turned bright red, and she felt the cold in the empty garden.
Mu Qianqian pulled her thoughts away and was about to get up when she heard footsteps behind her. He turned around, but before he could see who it was, he blurted out the words in his head.
"Beast …" Mu Shensheng swallowed his words, "Ling …" "Miss Ling."
Mu Qianqian lowered her head helplessly. From the moment she saw Ling Jinghan, the unease in her heart gradually grew, and her nerves became tense.
Just a moment ago, she found out that she was expecting Rong Heting to come see her, but his fiancée had seen everything. Thinking about what Ting Ye had said, Mu Qianqian had the illusion of coveting someone else's feelings and becoming Little San'er.
No, she can't be that shameless. Didn't she say to protect her own heart? But why was she losing more and more control over her own thoughts?
Ling Jinghan maintained a gentle smile on her face. She didn't have her usual luxurious clothes, and her current attire made her seem more like a noble daughter of an aristocratic family. Ling Jinghan, who was twenty-four years old, had been wandering in the performing arts industry for many years, and she had the charm of a mature woman.
Mu Qianqian raised her head to look at the gentle and elegant and enchanting Ling Jinghan before her. She had a sense of inferiority about her immaturity.
Ling Jinghan acted as if she didn't see Mu Qianqian's helpless expression. She gently pulled Mu Qianqian's hand and they sat together on a chair in the garden. He looked amiable as if he never had any grudges in his heart because of Rong Heting.
"Qianqian, I came to see you today specifically to thank you for saving my life."
Ling Jinghan looked at Mu Qianqian with an incredibly sincere gaze. However, Mu Qianqian felt that her sincerity made her feel uncomfortable all over.
Thinking about how she pushed Ling Jinghan away from danger a few days ago due to her guilt towards Ling Jinghan. Mu Qianqian pulled her hand away uncomfortably, but she smiled and explained to Ling Jinghan.
"Miss Ling, you're too polite. I was just reacting on instinct and caused you to fall down. I'm really sorry."
Ling Jinghan did not say any more words of thanks, as if agreeing with Mu Qianqian's words. Her leg was indeed injured, and any injury on her body was taboo to an artiste.
Ling Jinghan took the rose from Mu Qianqian's hand and fiddled with it, a happy smile on her face.
Holding Mu Qianqian's hand tightly, Ling Jinghan's gentle voice was filled with a smile.
"Qianqian, I came here to thank you sincerely. It's not because you saved my life, but because you allowed me to see clearly my place in Heting's heart."
Ling Jinghan seemed to be immersed in her memories of the day on the scene of the incident. The corner of her mouth curled up.
"That day you pushed me to the ground and injured my leg. You were pressed under the advertisement board and we were both in danger at the same time. Only then did I understand everything."
Seeing the confusion in Mu Qianqian's eyes, Ling Jinghan didn't mind explaining in person. Heting rushed over when we were in trouble. Even though you were pressed under a board, he immediately checked my injuries. I understood his intentions at that time. "
Watching Mu Qianqian's stiff face apologetically, Ling Jinghan apologized seriously, "Sofia, I have to apologize to you. Before, I was jealous of Heting's attention to you, but now it seems that I was too stingy. "After this incident, I finally understood Heting's intentions. Sofia, thank you."
"I …"
Mu Qianqian wanted to say, "No need to thank me," out of habit, but when she said the word, she was left speechless.
She was pinned under the sign, and she had no idea what had happened. She only remembered that when she woke up under the wooden board, she was in Rong Heting's embrace. It turned out that he had already made his choice before this.
Why was his heart in such pain? Wasn't she supposed to bless Miss Ling? But at this moment, she couldn't laugh at all.
Ling Jinghan acted as if she didn't see the abnormal look in Mu Qianqian's eyes. The happiness on her face was in stark contrast to Mu Qianqian's increasingly pale expression. She lifted the rose in her hand and sniffed it, as if the fragrance of the flowers was blossoming from the bottom of her heart.