MTL - Face Slapping The Slag Gong System-Chapter 26 Does loving me frighten you

After hanging up the phone, Qin Mu did not intend to continue cooking, picking up the phone and constantly calling Yu Heng, the busy tone on the phone made his heart sink more and more until he fell into the abyss.

He foresaw that something had happened.

The phone call was called by a man named Shao Qingyu. The other party claimed to be a friend of the fruit business field. Some things about fruit were to be told in person. Qin Mu didn't have any impression on him. Fruit never introduced him to others. He just didn't like the life of the drunkards. In his spare time, he would rather go hiking with a group of like-minded people.

It is rumored that there is a same-sex lover who has been in love for many years. Yu Heng has protected Qin Mu very well. No one knows the true and false rumors. Someone has curiously asked what kind of person can enter his eyes. Yu Heng just smiled and did not answer.

Qin Mu didn't know how Shao Qingyu had his phone number. The other party only said that he would come over and look for him and hang up the phone.

The man didn't even ask his specific address.

After dozens of calls were not connected, Qin Mu took the phone and sent it for a while. He didn't know why he didn't pick up his phone. This situation has never happened before. In the past, even when the meeting was not convenient to answer the phone, the fruit will immediately send him a text message.

I don't know how long it took, the ringtone of the phone sounded again.

Qin Mu came back to God and did not look at the screen and connected the phone: "Hey?"

"Mr. Qin, I am now downstairs in your house."

The male voice on the phone was low-magnetic and dumb, and the tone was calm and calm.

Qin Mu stood up from the sofa and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. He opened the curtains and went downstairs to explore. A black business car quietly stopped downstairs, and did not wait for Qin Mu to respond. Low laughter: "Mr. Qin, I saw you."

With a brush, the curtains were pulled, and Qin Mu walked toward the door.

When he reached the downstairs, the other party had already got out of the car, leaning against the body, holding a cigarette in his hand, and hearing the footsteps, the man turned his head and looked at Qin Mu, his lips vomited, the smoke was lingering, his voice The rustling of rustling, which has been worn by stones, is not as magnetic as it sounds on the phone. "Hello."

Qin Mu stared at each other deeply. "What about Heng Heng?"

The other party avoided answering, but just said slowly: "Don't you ask me to sit up?"

This is not the place to talk. Qin Mu was silent for a few seconds and took the lead in the front.

The man behind him smiled and smashed the cigarette **** with his foot. He followed the foot of Qin Mu. He walked unhappy and kept a distance from Qin Mu. Into the room, Qin Mu soaked two cups of tea and sat down opposite Shao Qingyu. "You can talk now."

Shao Qingyu picked up the teacup and blew it gently against the floating tea. After a small sip, he put down the teacup and put his hands on the table. "Well, long story short, Mr. Qin, I think you should I am very clear about the current situation of the Yu Group. To tell you the truth, three months ago, I saw that my uncle and my father had paid a sum of money for the company’s turnover, and it has been Exceeded the final repayment period."

After hearing this, Qin Mu’s eyelids jumped and his tone was a little tight: “How much is it owed?”

"It's a number you can't afford."

There is no ridicule in Shao Qingyu’s words, just to point out the facts.

Qin Mu now only wants to know where the fruit is, the phone call of the fruit can't be reached, and Shao Qingyu just called him. Qin Mu understands that there is no such thing in the world, and the loss of fruit must be with this. Men are concerned.

He carefully looked at the man named Shao Qingyu, the other side of the five senses handsome, high nose and thin lips, temperament calm and calm, sitting posture seems to be casual but does not cover the calmness of the only one who belongs to the upper class. Qin Mu's eyebrows, in his mind, extracted the memory related to Shao Qingyu, but he still can't remember where he had seen him.

But how did he know that his surname was Qin? Is it fruit that he told him?

It seems that I saw the doubts of Qin Mu’s eyes. The sound of Shao Qingyu’s hoarse voice rang again: “I think Mr. Qin may not remember me. At that party, I had a relationship with you at the party hosted by Fang Dong. ""

Qin Mu has never participated in any reception, and he does not like him to show his face. To say the only time, he is still drunk and called him, he has to drive to pick him up. The sky was dark that day, and Qin Mu was very ordinary. I thought that no one should notice him.

He didn't do much entanglement on this issue, and re-thought the topic on the balance: "Can you tell me, where is Hengheng now?"

Shao Qingyu did not circle with him, and his back leaned back on the back of the chair. He lazily replied: "He is in my hands now. Since he can't afford the money, I always want to ask him something." ""

The idea of ​​the bottom of my heart was confirmed. Qin Mu’s figure was stiff, and the black pupil tightly locked the other’s eyes.

"what do you want?"

"What do you want?" Suddenly, his eyes glanced over the man's body, and Shao Qingyu concealed a trace of darkness at the bottom of the skull. "For example, the life of Yu Heng." After this, he noticed the man opposite. The fingers on the coffee table shook gently, and the eyes smiled through the leisurely smile, adding: "again--"

Qin Mu tried to stabilize the voice: "What?"

"you."

Qin Mu will not be stupid enough to hear the meaning hidden in the other party's words. The fruit is in his hands, but he has found himself by bypassing the fruit. The purpose of coming is self-evident. In recent years, many people really like him and pursued him enthusiastically, but these Yan Yanyan were intercepted by the fruit.

Now that the fruit has just lost its power, someone will come to the door...

See Qin Mu silent, Shao Qingyu did not force him, took the tea cup and put it on his mouth and took a sip, faintly commented: "This tea is good."

Tea is a good tea, just as the other person's identity, and what tea has not been drunk.

Qin Mu has been silent for a long time.

He remembered the time spent with fruit and fruit in these years, from eight to twenty-six years old. In these eighteen years, he and the fruit have never been separated. If you count according to one hundred years old, the fruit of the fruit has just passed a quarter. In Qin Mu’s anticipation, he and the fruit are to be old, rather than one party leaving early.

But if the fruit is known to be saved by his body, the character of the fruit will be very painful.

Qin Mu thought a lot. He thought that the fruit died and he lost his life. But he remembered that Grandma was alone in the world, and the wish of the fruit was to revitalize the Yu Group. He certainly didn’t want to leave. The world. Thinking a lot, Qin Mu couldn't help but ridicule himself in the heart. In front of human life, there is nothing that can't be abandoned, alive, at least hope.

So he looked up and looked at Shao Qingyu's deep and dark twilight. He covered his face with a layer of fog and asked, "How long?"

"One year."

"Okay, I promised."

......

On the same day, Shao Qingyu let him move to his villa, and he wanted to inspect the goods.

Qin Mu asked him when he could put it back, and Shao Qingyu gave an answer very quickly, telling him that he could put it on tomorrow. Qin Mu considered for a moment, took the suitcase and began to pack his bags. Shao Qingyu stood beside him and watched him put the pieces of clothes in the box and suddenly said: "You don't have to clean up, you have to wear I will buy you some clothes again."

Qin Mutou did not lift, cold and cold: "No."

He packed his luggage and wanted to show it to him. When he returned, he didn't see him. He could call him to lie to him and go on a trip. After simply packing up the luggage, Qin Mu pulled the zipper of the box and got up and looked at Shao Qingyu. "The thing between us, I don't want to know."

The corner of the mouth evoked a trace of curvature, and Shao Qingyu looked at Qin Mu with a smile: "Why, after you sleep with me, do you want to go back to Jiheng?"

"No, I will break up with him."

Upon hearing this answer, Shao Qingyu flashed a strange look in his eyes, and he did not say anything abnormally.

Along the way, Qin Mu did not speak, looked at the window slyly, and the retrospective scenery turned into a virtual shadow in his eyes. Shao Qingyu admired Qin Mu's perfect side face, his gaze extending from the eyebrows of Qing Jun, passing over the tall nose and pale lips, and finally fell on the collar of the man's delicate depression. The man wore a white shirt today, and the two buttons on the neckline were untied. The seated end was just like the one, and it seemed to be absent-minded.

Shao Qingyu's fingertips on his knees shrank a little. When he opened again, he slowly put his palm on the back of Qin Mu's hand. He noticed that Qin Mu intended to pull his hand away, and Shao Qingyu took the initiative. Tightly, Qin Mu’s right hand was firmly put in his hand.

He is very tight, and the knuckles are faintly white.

"Don't forget the deal between us."

The chilly voice sounded in his ear at the right moment, and Qin Mu was not trying to pull his hand away.

The next two people did not talk to each other, the atmosphere in the car was quiet and somewhat strange, and Shao Qingyu's hand always held Qin Mu's hand steadily, even if the palm of his hand took out a thin sweat.

Arriving at the destination, the butler was already outside, and he bowed reverently: "Mr. Shao."

Shao Qingyu snorted and said briefly: "Is the room packed?"

"Put it all according to your instructions."

"That's good." Shao Qingyu turned his head and looked at Qin Mu, who stood on one side, reaching out to him, and his lips were slightly open. "Come here."

Qin Mu facelessly walked to his side, ignoring the hand handed by the man.

"go in."

Freely hand back, Shao Qingyu faintly, is about to step up, the words of the housekeeper want to say and stop: "Mr. Shao, the second young master came."

"he?"

Shao Qingyu looked cold.

At this moment, a figure rushed out, "Brother, you are back."

Qin Mu followed the sound and waited until he saw the face of the person. He almost did not directly call the name that had been sealed for many years.