Chapter 193

Fang Shenghua's eyebrows sank a bit, thinking about the current situation, and then suddenly a smile.

"Mu Wenyuan left the mine map with her life. Now that she handed it to Li Hai, something must have fallen into his hands."

"Shall we, then

"Now is not the right time. You can send some people to watch Lihai and muyao. As long as we can follow suit, we can get the mine map without disturbing anyone."

"Well."

Fang Shenghua suddenly had a headache. As usual, he took out a cigarette from the bottom drawer, lit it and took a breath. The smoke was wrapped in the air, and his face was covered with light and shadow.

"What's more, you've been staring at Ah Ming recently. I think he's possessed. How dare I give Fang's family to him if he goes on like this?"

"Well, I will enlighten you."

"You go to work."

Chen Bo nodded in silence and retreated quietly.

When the door closed, the room sank into darkness again. Fang Shenghua glanced at the whip on the ground, and the fierce eyes gradually gathered.

In the evening, the leaves rustle and move, almost unable to bear the weight of rain. The thunder splits in the air with a sound, which makes people feel uncomfortable and suffocating.

Fang Ming is lying on the bed, his face is hot and tight, and his lips are slightly open. He doesn't know what he is talking about.

The door was pushed open, Fang min's face slightly anxious walked to the bedside.

"Ah Ming, come on, take the medicine first."

She called him softly and helped him to get up and swallow the medicine in her hand.

"Why is it still so hot?"

"Ah Yao."

The man on the bed murmured in a low voice again, Fang min lowered his body, which just heard what he was saying.

She locked her brow, "when are you still remember her, people are now Mrs. Li, how can you be so stubborn."

She twisted the towel, but she stopped. She didn't contact Mu Yao for a long time. The dead girl told her to break up last time, and she really didn't contact her again.

"This dead girl has no conscience."

She murmured, and the voice of the servant came out of the door.

"Miss LAN, you are here."

Fang min gets up and wants to intercept people outside, but she has already pushed the door directly in.

"Ah Ming..."

"Miss LAN still comes to our home ah Ming so late. Isn't it raining hard outside?"

Lanfeilin's eyes crossed her and fell on the bed. Her eyebrows were shining. "What's wrong with him?"

"Some colds, no problem."

Lanfeilin some regret shrug, "originally wanted to find him to accompany me to the party, it seems that can not go."

At this time, the woman didn't care about the life and death of her fiance at all. It's really cool.

Fang min PI chuckles and says, "yes, you're not here at the right time."

"In that case, another day."

Lanfeilin didn't show any concern at all, and then turned around.

"Mu Yao."

Although he spoke in a low voice, he was still heard by Lanfei Lin.

Her step a meal, green onion fingertips tightly buckled the bag, smooth leather bag suddenly appeared a mark.

It's muyao again!

Heart across hate, and then quickly left the room.

Fang min sat by the bed, touching his wet forehead and broken hair, heartache.

"Ah Ming, why don't I call Mu Yao now and ask her to come and see you?"

"No Use it. "

Fang Ming held open her eyelids and stopped Fang min. her voice was like being burned by fire. Her voice was frosted and hoarse, "elder sister, don't let her be embarrassed."

"I don't understand you!"

Fang min rebukes, but the eyes are full of heartache and damp heat.

……

Lanfeilin stands at the bottom of Fangjia building and takes out her mobile phone to call Mu Yao.

It took about a minute to get through.

"Fang Ming is dying. Don't you come and see him?"

The Mu Yao on that end of the phone was obviously Leng for a moment, and then some funny, "lanfeilin, what are you crazy about?"

Not far away, a man in a suit came up with an umbrella.

Lanfeilin's eyes moved, hid in the umbrella, and said with a smile: "if you don't believe me, I can't help it. Anyway, he was still calling your name just now, and I can't see it anymore. So I called you. As for whether you want to come or not, it depends on whether you have a conscience."

The man respectfully opened the door for her, lanfeilin hung up the phone and dived into the car.

After thinking about it, she called again and went out.

"Director Hua, I don't think there are any hot news in your publishing house recently. Why don't I provide some headlines for you?"

The other party was pleased, "thank you so much.""Then do what I say..."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yao is indistinct.

LAN Feilin is too calculating. She knows very well that there must be some conspiracy in this phone call. She may even have dug a trap and waited for herself to jump inside.

She leaned against the quartz countertop in the kitchen and clenched her cell phone.

When Aunt Sakura came in, she saw half of the eggplant cut on the chopping board. Then she went to see her. Her face didn't seem good.

"Little grandma? Are you all right? "

Mu Yao returns to his mind and shakes his head.

"Just now the young master called and said he would not come back tonight."

She didn't feel surprised at all. They were in such a situation face to face, which was quite embarrassing.

She smiles. "It doesn't matter. We eat it ourselves."

Outside thunder roared, she looked out of the fog window at the night sky, overlooking the past, a dark.

What happened to Fang Ming?

One night, Mu Yao was sitting on the sofa in his room, staring at the clock in his eyes.

Uneasiness gradually engulfs her. Mu Yao finally takes out her mobile phone and calls Fang Ming.

No one answered.

In her heart, she said, "is something wrong with Fang Mingzhen?"

Although knowing that lanfeilin is not in good intentions, maybe Fangming is OK at all. She still wants to go to Fang's house to make sure that Fangming is safe.

The hour hand points to a quarter past three.

No one answered her early phone call. At last, her uneasiness and worry overcame her reason. She put on her coat at will and walked out the door with an umbrella.

She had to take a taxi.

Two miles away, the rain had already wet her back.

Mu Yao asked his master to park the car at the back door.

She went to the door with her umbrella in her hand and rang the doorbell.

About two minutes later, Chen came with an umbrella.

"Who is it so late?"

"Uncle Chen, it's me, muyao."

Chen Bo saw her clearly through the dim light of the lamp.

See her so embarrassed appearance, a Leng, but did not open the door for her.

"Miss muyao, what are you doing with such a heavy rain?"

The rain washed down the roofs of the umbrellas and muffled their voices.

Mu Yao had to step forward and get close to the door.

"Is Fang Ming at home? How is he? "

Chen Bo thought it strange that the young master had a high fever, but she didn't come here so late, did she?