Chapter 281

Su Ziyue's nerves were paralyzed by alcohol, and her consciousness was not clear at this time.

In a daze, she went back to the day when she just woke up from the hospital two years ago.

The nurse told her that the baby was gone.

"Do not……"

Qin Mushen's expression tightened, and he sat back quickly, looked down at Su Ziyue's expression, and called her in a low voice, "Su Ziyue?"

"child……"

Su Ziyue's exquisite face was full of pain, she muttered something in a low voice, her brows were furrowed fiercely, making people feel distressed.

Qin Muchen stretched out his hand to smooth the center of her brows, but his own brows furrowed again.

He stretched out his hand to hold her gently in his arms, bent down to listen to what she said, but she didn't speak anymore, and the big hand patted her back lightly, and she stopped.

After a while, he heard her even breathing.

Knowing that she was asleep, he put her down.

But, what is it that makes her suffer so much?

There was a "whimper" of beef outside the door.

Qin Muchen walked over to open the door.

Squatting down, patted Beef's head, and said softly: "Be good, she's asleep, go down."

Beef seemed to understand, turned around, turned his buttocks and went downstairs.

...

When Su Ziyue woke up, she felt her head was about to explode.

Hangovers are the worst.

She turned over and sat up, and looked down to see some familiar pajamas on her body.

But, she definitely didn't change it by herself!

She got out of bed in a hurry, turned her head inadvertently, and saw a cartoon.

It was drawn by Qin Muchen two years ago.

When Qin Muchen painted, he used the best materials, so the painting didn't look brown at all, but was brand new as yesterday.

When she was in a daze, the door was pushed open from the outside with a "squeak".

"When you wake up, come down and have breakfast."

Qin Muchen was wearing a suit, and when his eyes touched the low neckline of her pajamas and the swaying chest, his eyes flickered slightly.

The large pajamas can't hide the well-developed and exquisite figure of an adult woman.

Su Ziyue noticed Qin Muchen's gaze, her face turned cold, and she quickly turned her back, her voice was also surprisingly cold: "Why did you bring me to your house!"

"This is our home."

Qin Muchen left such a sentence, turned around and went downstairs without too much excuse.

Su Ziyue stomped her feet bitterly when she heard the door closing.

Glancing in the direction of the door, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

...

She couldn't wear yesterday's clothes.

She didn't know how the relationship between Qin Muchen and Gu Hanyan had been in recent years.

When she saw her clothes hanging in the cloakroom intact, she was stunned for a moment.

She took off a suit and changed it, finding it looser.

In the past two years, it's no wonder Feng Xingyan kept saying that she was thin, but it turned out that she really lost a lot of weight.

She came down from upstairs, glanced at the dining room, and then walked directly towards the door.

The devil wants to have breakfast with him!

She will listen to what he says?

Not the emperor of a feudal society!

But when Su Ziyue walked to the gate and found that Qin Muchen was already waiting there, her complexion darkened.

A trace of wariness flashed across her face, and she was about to stagger Qin Muchen and leave directly.

What surprised her was that Qin Muchen didn't stop her, but said something that made Su Ziyue extremely puzzled.

"Remember what you said when you were drunk last night?"

Su Ziyue's complexion changed.

She remembered that when she was in Jingcheng, once she woke up the next day after being drunk, Feng Xingyan took her out to relax.

It was only later that she found out that Feng Xingyan had specially enlightened her because he heard her mention the child while drunk.

However, the child is always a knot in her heart.

As long as Su Ziyue thought about the fact that she mentioned the child when she was drunk last night, she would feel chills all over her body.

Back then, Qin Muchen didn't believe that the child belonged to her...

Su Ziyue smiled far-fetchedly: "Who would remember the nonsense you said when you were drunk, but you, why are you so serious?"

A flash of hatred flashed in Su Ziyue's eyes, but it was only fleeting.

But it was still noticed by Qin Muchen.

He didn't stop Su Ziyue anymore.

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect such a big reaction from Su Ziyue.

It seems that there is a problem in the middle.

Qin Muchen looked at the direction where Su Ziyue left, took out his mobile phone and called Nan Chuan: "Check out what happened back then carefully."

Back then, what was he missing?

...

Su Ziyue walked a long way before taking a taxi.

Before getting into the car, she looked back to make sure that Qin Muchen hadn't followed, so she got into the car.

She gave the address of the apartment and leaned against the car window with her head tilted.

After some time, the car stopped.

"Miss, we're here!"

The master kindly reminded her, but when she turned around, she found that the young and beautiful female passenger was already in tears.

The master sighed, and handed her two pieces of paper: "Miss, don't be so sad, none of those rich kids are sincere, you are so young and beautiful, finding a partner, being rich and powerful is not so important, the key is to love others .”

Because Su Ziyue came from Yunshang Bay, the people living there were either rich or noble.

Seeing her tears streaming down her face again, the master thought she was abandoned by some rich boy, so he comforted her like this.

Su Ziyue touched her face, only to realize that her face was already full of tears.

She lowered her head, took the tissue handed over by the master, paid the fare, said "thank you" in a hurry, and got out of the car quickly.

Hurt?

Qin Muchen also loved her very much before.

However, he didn't love her to the end.

His grandfather was more important than her, he believed in himself, and he didn't believe in her either.

At this point today, she doesn't even have the courage to hate him or criticize him.

...

Su Ziyue returned to the apartment and simply made something for herself, then fell asleep.

While half asleep and half awake, he received a call from Feng Xingyan.

"Uncle." Seeing that it was Feng Xingyan's call, Su Ziyue sat up quickly.

Feng Xingyan's voice has been gentle and clear for ten years: "Ziyue, how is the situation at Yanyue's side?"

Su Ziyue smiled: "Everything is fine, I have a sense of proportion here, so don't worry about me, I asked you to go to the hospital for an examination last time, have you checked?"

Having lived with Feng Xingyan for two years, he has helped her a lot, no matter how cold-hearted a person is, he will be moved.

"Understood, go back."

After Feng Xingyan finished speaking, he fell silent, leaving a feeling of hesitating to speak.

Su Ziyue pursed her lips: "I have a sense of proportion in other things, you pay attention to your body, I will go back to see you when I have time."

"Um."

The two talked a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Feng Xingyan, who was far away in Jingcheng, hung up the phone, with a flash of calculation in his eyes.

Then he recruited his subordinates and ordered in a deep voice: "If someone investigates Su Ziyue's affairs, try every means to hide it as tightly as possible."

"Yes." The subordinate took the order and left.