A person died at the construction site, surrounded by layers of onlookers. It was unknown where that person surnad Su ca from, but it was as if they had been paid millions in reward, causing chaos without end.
"I don’t care what thod you use, contact Mu Huan as soon as possible and have him go to the villa where Yu Qinglu used to live," Nan Wan closed her eyes, trying not to let her words beco too chaotic, "The one Mu Huan bought from my grandmother."
Her forced calmness was actually very fragile.
"Huh?" Liu An looked blankly at the car roof and said with difficulty, "But President Mu is really busy right now, he hasn’t even had ti to take a bite of dinner, I’m afraid..."
"Yu Qinglu kidnapped his son, is that reason enough?" Nan Wan irritably interrupted Liu An’s words.
The aning behind Yu Qinglu’s last words was that Mu Jin Huan should go there.
Wha– what!
It was as if a bolt of lightning struck Liu An, leaving him in a blank state. By the ti he ca to his senses, the call was already cut off, leaving only the ’beep’ of the busy tone in his ear.
"Damn!"
Water from the mineral bottle was spilled all over him, but Liu An didn’t bother to wipe it off. Frantically, he searched his contact list, looking for the number of the only working landline at the construction site.
He muttered under his breath, "What kind of mischief is Yu Qinglu up to, you wouldn’t normally see her as such a ruthless character, daring to even kidnap the future heir of the Mu Family!"
Indeed, a woman who can’t have love but remains obsessed, is the scariest.
He called three tis before the call was answered, "Hello, I’m Liu An, assistant to President Mu. Please have President Mu take the call quickly."
"President Mu is still busy, I’m afraid it’s not possible right now."
"This is a matter of utmost importance, it cannot be delayed, please hurry!" Liu An suddenly thought of sothing and stopped the person, "Hey, wait a minute, just say it’s Mrs. Mu calling, don’t say it’s !"
He had worked by Mu Jin Huan’s side for two years. While he still couldn’t fully understand President Mu’s temperant, he could grasp a bit.
"Oh, okay, don’t hang up yet, I’ll go check."
After putting down the receiver, that person didn’t go directly to Mu Jin Huan but instead went to speak with Secretary Tang, who then relayed the ssage.
Mu Jin Huan walked out from the half-ruined building, took off the safety helt on his head, and picked up the phone, "Wanwan, what’s wrong?"
His sharply defined features were extrely indifferent, but the gentleness in his voice was unmistakable.
His black shirt was stained with white paint, his originally polished leather shoes covered in yellow mud, and the dust on his trouser cuffs was visible to the naked eye, completely inconsistent with his usually exquisite appearance.
Even so, he was still the most untouchably noble one in the crowd.
Liu An didn’t dare waste any ti, "President Mu, Madam said Yu Qinglu kidnapped young master Mu Yan and he’s now at the villa Old Mrs. Nan used to live in."
Upon hearing this, the dark color in Mu Jin Huan’s black eyes instantly deepened, almost darker than the night that had just arrived.
Though the construction site was noisy, Liu An’s voice was loud enough that he heard it clearly.
The line of his jaw tightened as he tossed away the receiver in his hand, turned around and strode away, exuding an aura that seed capable of swallowing the half-collapsed building whole.
Looking at the man striding forward with a somber expression, even Secretary Tang, who was accustod to big scenes, shivered, "President Mu?"
Oh my, what happened, isn’t Mrs. Mu at ho, could an accident have happened?
Before Secretary Tang got close, she heard Mu Jin Huan’s icy voice to the extre, "Car keys."
For so reason, despite the completely different scene and situation, Secretary Tang thought of the day last year when they were preparing to fly to Paris.
Nine months later, Secretary Tang still clearly rembered what Mu Jin Huan was like that day, just like now, exuding a violent aura.
She quickly searched through her bag for the car keys and handed them over to Mu Jin Huan with both hands, "The vice-president has landed, he should be here soon, President Mu you..."
The other party seed to have no patience to listen to her speak, snatched the keys from her hand, and left in big strides, almost running.
By the ti Secretary Tang looked up again, all she could see were the trailing taillights vanishing in the dusty air.
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The suburban road was deserted, with Mu Jin Huan driving at a speed seemingly about to fly off the ground. There were few streetlights on the road, and inside the car, only the dashboard glowed red, piercing through the darkness, along with the phone screen that had never gone dark.
His sharply defined handso face was dark as if it lted into the night, his jawline remained taut, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the steering wheel stood out prominently, showing the extent of his grip.
With a Bluetooth headset, Mu Jin Huan dialed Nan Wan’s number repeatedly, only to find it going unanswered every ti.
Just like now.
Just as Mu Jin Huan was about to hang up, the call was answered, however, the voice in his ear was not the one he had hoped for.
"Hello, are you the owner’s husband? She just took my taxi and left her phone in my car."
Mu Jin Huan accelerated, the darkness in his eyes deep and unresolved, his indifferent voice suppressing simring anger, "When did she get off?"
The driver glanced at his watch, "It was just about ten minutes ago. My car broke down, I couldn’t take her to her destination, and her phone fell between the seat. I struggled to get it out."
"Keep the phone for now, I’ll send soone to retrieve it."
After cutting the call, Mu Jin Huan dialed Yu Qinglu’s number. The other party did not keep him waiting long.
Yu Qinglu sat on the sofa in the living room, a rattle drum in hand, gently shaking it.
Upon seeing the string of numbers on the phone screen, joy surged from her heart, her dim eyes gleaming with light.
She had put on makeup before going out today, her long hair was carefully styled, and she was wearing a white dress. Though still thin, she looked much better compared to her appearance in the hospital.
"Mu Huan, is that really you? It’s been so long since I last got a call from you, I almost forgot your number."
How long has it been indeed...
If he could visit her in the hospital or at least call occasionally, she thought, she wouldn’t have turned out this way.
Frightening, extre, destructive...
"Yu Qinglu," Mu Jin Huan called her na without a trace of emotion. If anything, a hint of disdain might have been there, "To be fair, I’ve been more than fair to you."
’To be fair’—these four words really cut to the core.
For Yu Qinglu, Mu Jin Huan’s indifference was the most hurtful weapon. She glanced at the quiet child in her arms, smiling gently, "I know, so I won’t repay kindness with enmity by harming adorable Jiu Jiu."
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