Sitting above the dining table was Qin Yuchuan, Qin Mushen was sitting on Qin Yuchuan's right hand with a blank face, and the people beside him were talking to him eagerly.
After speaking, the person sitting next to him asked him carefully: "Mr. Qin, what do you think?"
"What did you just say?" Qin Muchen tilted his head, glanced at the man, and asked him with a slight frown.
The man was shocked by Qin Mu's deep gaze, and quickly denied it: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say..."
Qin Mushen looked away, glanced at the time on the watch, frowned slightly, held a glass of wine in his hand, took a sip, and still didn't speak.
Qin Yuchuan, who was sitting next to him, had a panoramic view of all this, and his face was extremely ugly.
Because Qin Muchen's complexion was not good, Qin Yuchuan's complexion was also ugly, causing the other people at the table not to dare to breathe.
So, the dinner was over soon.
After everyone dispersed, Qin Yuchuan roared angrily: "What dissatisfaction do you have with me, come at me now! What are you doing making faces at the dinner party! Who do you think I am doing this for!"
During this period of time, the heavy anger accumulated in his heart was gushing out at this moment.
Qin Mushen listened to Qin Yuchuan's roar with a calm expression, until Qin Yuchuan stopped panting, then Qin Mushen said lightly: "Is there anything else to say?"
As he spoke, he looked down at his watch.
It's almost nine o'clock. He said before that he would go back soon, but it's been so long now...
Thinking of this, a trace of anxiety appeared on Qin Muchen's brows.
"you……"
Qin Yuchuan was too angry to speak.
Qin Muchen's face was completely indifferent: "You can take care of yourself in the Mogewen family and choose an heir from among the many juniors, but if you insist on going back to China to find me as the heir, it's all yours. Wishful thinking."
"Qin Muchen! How are you talking!" Qin Yuchuan picked up a goblet on the table and threw it out.
With a bang, the goblet fell to pieces.
Qin Muchen's complexion also became gloomy: "I will do what I promise you, and after that, you are not allowed to interfere with my affairs! Especially Su Ziyue."
"Humph!"
Qin Yuchuan heard Qin Mu seriously mention Su Ziyue, and sneered: "Don't worry, I still have this bit of integrity with my old bones."
Even if he doesn't intervene, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be other variables.
He has lived for most of his life, and Su Ziyue's little girl's thoughts can be regarded as a little way.
Qin Muchen's identity is there, he is destined to stand on a high ground.
Qin Yuchuan deliberately proposed to expose Qin Muchen's identity in order to make Su Ziyue realize how big Qin Muchen's identity is, and to make her realize the difference between her and Qin Muchen.
Then, bit by bit, Su Ziyue's self-confidence was eroded, and Su Ziyue would leave automatically without him doing anything.
"I go first."
Qin Mu sank to say more, got up and walked out
"Earl..." Seeing this, Qin Zheng approached respectfully and called Qin Yuchuan.
Qin Yuchuan waved his hand: "Don't worry about him, young man, it's better to experience more."
Qin Muchen came out of the box and started calling Su Ziyue. As expected, no one answered the phone.
Angry?
Qin Muchen pursed his lips tightly, and walked into the elevator with displeasure.
The next second, his phone rang, and a look of joy flashed across his face, thinking it was Su Ziyue calling.
He took out his mobile phone and found that it was Gu Hanyan calling, his eyes were slightly cold, but he still connected the call.
Gu Hanyan's voice was urgent: "Mu Chen, where are you? Grandpa suddenly passed out..."
"I'll come over now."
Qin Muchen left this sentence and hung up the phone.
...
When Su Ziyue woke up, she felt groggy and uncomfortable.
She couldn't exert all her strength, and even the movement of turning over and sitting up made her out of breath.
She looked around, it was a very strange room, and through the dim light of the bedside lamp, she could see clearly that this room was very big.
But the light from the bedside lamp was too weak, and the other end of the room still looked gloomy.
"woke up?"
At this moment, a familiar voice came from a dark corner of the room.
Su Ziyue regained consciousness suddenly, and her memory also came back.
She yelled towards the other side of the room: "Miyazawa Yang!"
The room was huge, and she couldn't see where Gong Zeyang was for a moment, so she could only call his name loudly indiscriminately.
"do not worry."
Gong Zeyang's voice was louder, obviously he was walking this way.
Su Ziyue squinted her eyes halfway, and then she saw a dark outline and a spark in his hand.
"You liar! Why are you doing this!"
When Gong Zeyang got closer, Su Ziyue saw his face clearly, pulled a pillow casually, and threw it at him fiercely.
Gong Zeyang didn't dodge, and let the pillow hit her.
There was no anger on his face either, he looked at Su Ziyue calmly: "You haven't eaten anything before, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll let someone do it."
"I don't want to eat anything! You let me go back now!" Su Ziyue looked at Gong Zeyang bitterly, pursed her lips tightly, and was so angry that she wanted to tear Gong Zeyang apart.
She thought that Gong Zeyang was really concerned about the friendship they had known for so many years, and really wanted to tell her where her father was.
However, Gong Zeyang still lied to her.
In fact, having said that, it was still a fluke in her heart.
She wanted to know the news about her father too much, and also wanted to know what happened back then.
So, when she still had doubts about Gong Zeyang in her heart at that time, she still followed him.
After all, she was too stupid.
"Go back?" Gong Zeyang took a few steps closer, so close that Su Ziyue could clearly see the anger gradually burning on his face.
"Let you go back to Qin Muchen's side?" Gong Zeyang's tone was a bit strange, and his voice was raised suddenly: "Dream!"
"What are you trying to do!" Su Ziyue had calmed down a little now.
The last time I saw Gong Zeyang in Yuhuang Palace, what he said made her feel that something was wrong, but she was just stupid, and he used her father's story as an introduction to tell her to follow.
"Don't you want to know about your father?"
Gong Zeyang suddenly stepped back half a step, staring at her with serious eyes.
"Oh! Why are you trying to lie to me about my father again?" Su Ziyue couldn't believe it now, he really knew about her father.
Gong Zeyang raised his eyebrows, and said in a calm tone, "He's dead."
The expression on Su Ziyue's face froze, and she asked in a daze, "What did you say...?"
"I said, your father is dead." Gong Zeyang showed a cruel smile on his face: "This time, I didn't lie to you."