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Ye Lingyuan's throat was blocked. After a pause, he opened his mouth again.

"Heeran, I hope you take good care of yourself. Because it's not just about being responsible for yourself, it's about being responsible for your kids. "

As soon as the voice dropped, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

"Leadership..."

Seeing the phone number above, he immediately stood up straight and his face became serious.

"Ye Lingyuan, return to the team immediately."

Ye Lingyuan's vigorous words made her face tense and calm.

"Yes."

"Heeran, take good care of yourself."

Hung up the phone, he looked down at Gu Xilan, who walked toward the kitchen. The color of his eyes was very complicated.

“……”

Gu Xilan did not look back, but his steps were slightly stagnant.

Heart, inexplicably acupuncture.

Ye Lingyuan stepped out and walked into the wind and rain.

When Gu Xilan looks back, he has already disappeared.

……

Yunjing.

Grand Hyatt Hotel.

Gu An and sitting on the sofa in the living room, folded legs, posture evil charm.

After the mobile phone fell again, it was quite quiet.

The heavy rain is still washing the French windows, like tears.

In the air, there is sadness and coldness.

Gu'an and dark blue eyes are covered with bright red blood, looking at the past, it seems particularly terrifying.

The assistant came and served him freshly ground coffee.

"Big young master, the weather forecast, the typhoon will leave Yunjing at 4 pm..."

The implication is that we can do it after four o'clock.

Gu Anhe raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold and evil. Looking over, the assistant felt like a snake biting his neck. The heart is under a tight, flustered low head.

“……”

Gu Anhe loosened his folded legs, turned on the TV and picked up the coffee.

The noise from the TV broke the empty air conditioning, and the scene of disaster relief appeared in the picture.

Although Yunjing is located inland, the disaster situation is not as serious as coastal cities, but landslides and mudslides caused by flash floods occur frequently. At present, the number of victims is still rising.

A large number of disaster relief personnel actively rushed to the disaster stricken areas, and began rescue work under the strong wind and rain.

The picture flashed by, Gu An and her eyes suddenly tightened.

He seemed to see a familiar face.

Ye Lingyuan.

Unexpectedly, he also participated in the rescue.

It's just that the picture flashed so fast that he didn't even have time to look at it carefully.

Gu Anhe sipped a cup of coffee.

Thick black coffee slipped into the throat, bitter.

All along, he didn't like to drink black coffee, but now only this bitterness can release his nervous tension.

He has not made a final decision in the past two days.

Pear city.

Can we go back?

I'm afraid I can't go back?

Buzz

The vibration of the mobile phone reached his ears through the noise of the TV.

The assistant's cell phone rings.

Seeing the phone number above, he immediately looked up at Gu Anhe.

"Young master, it is..."

“……”

Gu An and Sen Leng's eyes swept him, and his whole body was filled with anger.

"King..."

The assistant answers nervously.

"Let Gu Anhe answer the phone."

Bo Yuheng was standing at his desk in chaos. The ground was littered with fragments of China and paper.

Anger kindled the tip of his brow.

In the air, the sound of sparks exploding faintly could be heard.

Five minutes ago, he received a message that the money in the secret account had been taken away.

The other party is too mysterious to find out.

Where the money eventually went is unknown.

In addition to himself, Lin Yifei and Gu Anhe knew about this account.

Lin Yifei is dead, only Gu An and a person are left.

His first reaction was to find Gu Anhe.

"Yes."

Assistant trembling should be a, and then the mobile phone toward Gu Anhe handed over.

"Young master, the king is looking for you."

“……”

Unexpectedly, Gu Anhe didn't answer the phone without saying a word.

"Young master, the king is looking for you..."

The assistant opened his mouth nervously again, and his whole body almost bent to 90 degrees.

“……”

Gu Anhe is still expressionless and seems to completely shield him and immerse himself in his own world."Young master..."

Assistant did not expect, Gu An and incredibly so bold, even Bo Yuheng's phone calls dare to refuse to answer. His body was stiff, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Go away!"

Gu Anhe's eyes were cold as evil spirits. Their thin lips were lifted and they were arrogant enough to spit out a word.

This one, the volume is not heavy.

But Bo Yuheng at that end could hear clearly.

"Gu Anhe..."

He growled with gnashing teeth.

The assistant's hand was numb, and his mobile phone almost took off.

"Young master..."

Gu An and Mou Guang are fierce and cold shooting at him.

At the moment, the assistant is like a biscuit sandwiched between Bo Yuheng and Gu an he. Two regiments of anger came at him, all wet with sweat.

With a plop, he knelt on the ground.

The mobile phone in the hand took off his hand and landed at Gu Anhe's feet.

Gu An and drooping eyes take a look, lift foot, facial features twist.

The cell phone is a little bit trampled.

Dudu Dudu

Cold mechanical sound to Bo Yuheng's ears, he was furious, angry to smash the mobile phone forward.

The paper scattered on the ground sprang up in succession, sliding through Bo Yuheng's sight, just like an avalanche.

Avalanche.

It is appropriate to describe Bo Yuheng's current situation.

People around him, one by one, began a silent resistance.

Now even Gu Anhe doesn't answer his phone.

It's only two days.

How could he have changed so much?

What's the problem?

Bo Yuheng didn't understand and had no mind to think about it.

Anger has burned his reason.

Bang bang bang.

There is a knock at the door.

Bo Yuheng's more and more burning anger poured toward the door.

"Come in."

Fu Qinglun opened the door of the office and was stunned when he saw the scene.

The pieces of ground and disordered paper seem to have had a fierce war.

He pretended not to see anything and spoke in a respectful voice.

"King, the Queen's casket is ready to be sent to the crematorium."

“……”

In the end, Fu's heart was so angry.

The sunlight outside the house slants in, and the fine dust floating in the air is clearly visible.

On such a sunny day, Bo Yuheng felt cold all over his body, and the cold evil soaked into his bones.

Fu Qinglun saw that he did not respond, and did not speak any more. He just stood at the door quietly and waited patiently.

A moment later.

Only then did Bo Yuheng respond.

"Go."

"Yes."

Fu Qinglun answered, then stepped aside and waited for him to go out.

He hesitated to ask people to come in and clean up. Bo Yuheng had already stepped out.

Seeing this, Fu Qinglun gently brought the door and followed him out.

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