So can you come back and preside over the overall situation now?

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

If his words were spoken of as "split personality" in public or even in the media all over the world, he would collapse if he was stigmatized as a mental patient! However, 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... The stock will fall to death!

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

He knows his interests when he walks in the mall.

"Up to now, there are already 20 million..." the next day, leise reported this huge amount. Seeing that Nangong Mo didn't respond, he couldn't help but persuade him again, "it's all those absurd misinformation. In fact, you..." there's no need to have a common understanding with them!

"It's not a misinformation." Nangong Mo suddenly interrupted and lightly dropped four words, which completely stunned Yilei.

It's not a misinformation, that's... Really?

What about the company?

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

"I don't want to care."

With that, he hung up directly.

This is the first time in four years that he has handled things irresponsibly. Because of her, he even felt tired of explaining... People outside can think as they like. Anyway, he can solve it one by one and kill it one by one in the future.

But now——

What should I do?

What the hell should he do with her?

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

As time passed by, Nangong Mo's car always stopped in place.

He propped up the window with one elbow and hung his hand out of the window. The scarlet cigarette butts burned slowly between his slender fingers. A school of smoke shrouded him... He didn't like smoking, but the strong smell of nicotine could dispel some of his troubles.

It's just that it doesn't seem to work this time.

When the spark went out, a cigarette finally burned to the end, and the last cigarette ash fell. Nangong Mo's chagrin also rose to the extreme - didn't he have a good relationship two days ago? Why did he... Force her to break the steady state of harmony?

Take his hand back and he turns the steering wheel directly

He decided to find her.

A group of cold graves.

When Nangong Mo came back, Shu Muwan's figure had long disappeared. There were empty birds singing all over the mountains and fields... Instead of turning around, he walked slowly to the monument with the words "Nangong Chen" and stopped.

One person, one monument, the surface is silent, but there is a confrontation with undercurrent surging.

For a long time, Nangong Mo finally made a sound and looked down on the silent stone tablet coldly and proudly as a conqueror: "Nangong Chen, she's mine!"

"With or without you, she's mine!" He looked down at the stone tablet, like overlooking the cowardly soul, "I allow you to exist in her heart now, but you... Will get out of her memory sooner or later!"

Yes, he stepped back.

He finally compromised for her!

Whether she is willing to say it or not, he has no way to her. In this case, he simply doesn't ask and force. He just wants to be together as he was two days ago... She can take him as anyone she likes.

With that, he turned and left directly, leaving a cold monument facing the cold wind

Downtown.

Shu Muwan parked her car downstairs in Jack's apartment. She rushed upstairs without taking care of herself. She decided - she was going to pick up Venki, and then they went directly to Nangong Mo and told him everything! She wants to tell him that nangongchen is "gone". She is sure that he is the one she chooses!

Walking to the door of the apartment, Shu Muwan was about to knock on the door, but when he saw the knife marks on the wooden door leaf, he was stunned

The door of the apartment was closed, and a faint murmur came from inside. Shu Muwan was stunned for a second, pushed the door and entered, and suddenly saw the blood in the room - Jack fell on the sofa, curled up in pain, and his body, sofa cover and ground... Were all blood!

see the scene which is dreadful to one 's mind!!!

“Jack!” Shu Muwan screamed and rushed over, his face instantly faded to pale, "what's the matter with you? Jack! Can you hear me? Where's Venki? Aren't you supposed to be with Venki? "

He curled up and just whispered. Shu Muwan's hands trembled. Seeing that his whole body was full of blood, he didn't know where to touch?

Her little hand trembled. All she could think of at the first time was to call him to call an ambulance!!!

But before the phone was dialed, the bloody hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed her wrist. Jack was dying and said, "no... I called... On the road... Soon..."

He gasped and struggled to utter the whole sentence.

"OK, I'll wait with you! I'll find a dress for you first! " She looked around and wanted to help Jack find a sheltered coat. Only then did she find that the house was surprisingly tidy. She didn't want to be a trace left at the scene of the fight

How on earth was he stabbed?

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

"Sorry, I what?" She nervously searched the room for clues. She didn't listen until he told the truth in a weak voice——

"Today... I'm talking nonsense... I took drugs, and I don't know what happened... When my head was clear... I had finished." He closed his eyes painfully, his eyebrows filled with guilt.

Today's main show, he felt very strange!

"Are you on drugs?" Shu Muwan shouted out in disbelief, "why do you take drugs?"

Although this kind of thing is very common in the United States, Jack... Has never touched it 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 pain? But he was still murmuring, "my friend said it was okay, but... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

"Don't say that yet!" Seeing more and more blood on him, Shu Muwan hurriedly pressed it with his hand. He didn't want to listen to his last words, so that he missed the most critical point - his so-called friend... Who is it?

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