Chapter 407

The hall was brightly lit.

As soon as Su Ziyue came down, the servant called out respectfully: "Madam."

The servant's face was full of cautious and probing expressions but did not dare to say more.

Su Ziyue naturally knew how bad she was now.

The woman who begged repeatedly but was still abandoned, weak and crying, shameless...

Su Ziyue ignored the servant, and just walked straight out, her eyes were sore that she couldn't shed a single tear, the tears on her face had already dried up, her cheeks were tight and uncomfortable, her whole body was numb.

From the heart to the facial expressions, they are all numb.

A sharp-eyed servant saw that the situation was abnormal, so he went upstairs to find Qin Muchen, and soon came down again, shook his head at the other servants, and went to inform the bodyguards outside to release him.

Su Ziyue seemed to be unaware of all this.

She usually felt that the hall was very large and the wide courtyard, but she didn't have long to walk to the end.

The bodyguard at the door didn't stop her anymore, it should be Qin Mushen who gave the order.

Su Ziyue couldn't help but turned her head and took another look at the brightly lit villa.

This place is very big, but in the end, there is no room for her anymore.

She took a deep breath, turned around and saw the car parked at the gate, which was her Porsche Panamera.

Although she didn't know how her car was parked at the door, her doubts only floated up slightly, and then sank quickly. Not wanting to wait another second, she opened the door, got in, and started the car.

She said to herself in her heart, calm down, but she couldn't help but slammed on the gas pedal.

The car with excellent performance flew out like an arrow off the string.

After Su Ziyue's car drove away, a black car slowly drove out of the villa's garage.

Qin Muchen slowly got up from the bed when he heard the sound of the car engine from downstairs.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened the window screens, only to see the shadowy street lamps in the yard, the dimly lit hustle and bustle in the distance, and a little further away was the pitch-black mountain curtain.

He stood for a while, his face suddenly changed, his arms were propped on the window, he was slightly bent, and he held his stomach with one hand and maintained this position for a long time. When the pain in his stomach subsided, he straightened up again. By then, he was already sweating profusely.

Picking up the phone again, he called Mo Xiyi: "Bring me some stomach medicine."

Mo Xiyi just came out of the research room, and while disinfecting the outer cover, he asked, "Yuhuang Palace?"

"The villa." Qin Muchen's voice was a little weak, and he simply confessed this sentence, and then hung up the phone.

...

Mo Xiyi came quickly.

When he entered the villa, he went directly to Qin Muchen's bedroom.

Qin Muchen had already taken a simple shower, changed the quilt on the bed, and was sitting quietly on the single sofa chair, looking at something with his mobile phone.

Seeing that his face was as white as paper, Mo Xiyi took off the medicine box and asked him with a calm expression, "Did you go drinking at night? Did you make your stomach trouble relapse?"

"It's nothing serious, just prescribe some stomach medicine." Qin Muchen looked up at Mo Xiyi.

Mo Xiyi could hear something unusual in his tone.

He carefully looked at Qin Mochen, his face as white as paper, his pupils as black as ink... Everything on his handsome face looked the same as usual, except for some weakness, but he just felt an inexplicable sense of desolation.

Mo Xiyi frowned slightly. He never liked to talk and ask too much, so he couldn't help asking: "Have you talked to your wife?"

Qin Mushen was silent for a long time before uttering two words: "Say it."

Mo Xiyi glanced at him suspiciously: "What's your wife's reaction? Where's she?"

"Let's go after the medicine is prepared." Qin Muchen looked unwilling to say any more, and started to chase people away.

Mo Xiyi wasn't angry either, but he felt a little strange in his heart. Earlier, Qin Muchen had accidentally mentioned that he wanted to confess to Su Ziyue. He thought Qin Muchen wanted to confess his physical condition.

But now it seems that the "confession" Qin Muchen said is not the same as the confession he thinks.

Mo Xiyi took out the instrument: "Let me check it for you."

"No need." Qin Mushen avoided it lightly without getting angry.

Mo Xiyi suddenly understood what was going on.

"You haven't explained your physical condition to your wife clearly?"

Qin Muchen was finally irritated, and stood up abruptly: "There's so much nonsense, don't you need to be busy doing research?"

...

Su Ziyue drove aimlessly, not knowing where she was driving.

When she stopped, she found herself at the gate of Yuhuang Palace.

Slowly lower the window, the night wind blows in from the window, very cool.

She shuddered violently, and finally woke up.

After staying for a while, she drove back to the apartment.

However, when she got to the apartment downstairs, she didn't want to go up again. There were traces of Qin Muchen's life there, and she didn't want to go back at all.

Leaning on the back of the chair, Su Ziyue fell asleep in a daze, and when she woke up again, the sky had turned white.

It was daylight.

She slept in the car all night.

I habitually reached for my phone, checked the time, it was six in the morning, it was still early.

Wait, cell phone?

Didn't Qin Muchen take away her mobile phone before? How could it be in the car.

She looked in the drawer again, and all her documents were there.

Thinking back carefully, as soon as she came out last night, her car was parked at the gate, and then thinking that the mobile phone and documents were in the car, she was stunned for a while, then laughed.

Sure enough, it was Qin Muchen's style, so she said, why did he go back suddenly after he hadn't come home for three whole days?

It turned out that when he went back last night, he planned to have a "showdown" with her.

Then does she want to thank him for his thoughtfulness and for preparing the car for her?

Buzz——

The phone vibrated.

Su Ziyue looked down and found that it was Li Qingluo calling.

As soon as the phone was connected, Li Qingluo's surprised voice came: "Director Su, are you okay?"

Su Ziyue said lightly: "It's okay."

After sleeping in the car all night, and crying for so long in the villa last night, her voice was very hoarse.

"Are you sick? I haven't been able to contact anyone for a few days and I'm dying..."

It can be seen that Li Qingluo is indeed a little anxious, usually she would not dare to chatter with Su Ziyue like this.

After hearing her finish, Su Ziyue brushed her hair that was hanging on her forehead: "I'm going to the company today."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ziyue got out of the car and went back to the apartment.

She had to shower and change, and then went to work as if nothing had happened.

When she was young, she thought her father would accompany her for the rest of her life, but her father passed away when she was nine years old. When she grew up and met Qin Muchen, she thought he would accompany her for the rest of her life, but this so-called "life" was too short.

The so-called "lifetime" is probably never entrusted to others. No matter what, one's own life must be lived by oneself.