The slender figure appeared somewhat thin. He was much skinnier than when Mo Xiaoxiao left the island. It was as if a gust of wind would take him away.
Xuan Peng was truly lacking in grandeur compared to Xiao Meng Han. Er Duoteng had already asked people to stop all cooperation with Xuan Peng a few days ago, because there was no longer any value in working together. The Earl Family had always chosen the survival of the fittest.
The direction he was heading for was neither the bamboo nor the island. He was heading towards a forest far away from the city.
The night was getting darker, as if ink was dripping out of it.
The air was stifling, making it difficult to breathe.
Xuan Peng didn't know anyone else, but he felt that this was the feeling he had now. Ever since he saw that strange man, Xuan Peng felt that his body was very tired, and he found it difficult to even breathe.
In the intensive care unit, Wang Yiling was still unconscious.
Xuan Peng leaned against the wall and slid onto a chair, unable to recover from his shock for a long time. He thought that he should go talk to Xiao Meng Han. He wanted to see Mo Xiao Yan, he really wanted to, really wanted to.
In the past, whenever Xuan Peng encountered something unfavorable or had a difficult problem, he would like to go and look for Mo Xiaoxiao.
Seeing the smile and encouraging eyes of the silent Xiaoxiao, Xuan Peng felt that even if the world collapsed, he would use his own hands to support the little world to support the two of them.
But now he suddenly felt that the sky had not fallen and he himself had fallen.
That night, Xuan Peng went to the Xiao Group, but he couldn't find Xiao Meng Han nor Mo Xiao Yan. The only person he knew was the Xiao Group.
In the darkness of the night, the Xiao Residence was like a giant standing tall in the city with a domineering aura.
Xuan Peng raised his head to look at the Xiao Group. Suddenly, a wave of resentment arose in his heart. It was as if they had snatched away his Silent Red. Xuan Peng felt a moist liquid slide past the corner of his eyes.
If it wasn't for that interview, Mo Xiaoxiao wouldn't have interacted with Xiao Menghan. Right now, they should be blissfully together, and the child in his stomach would also be hers.
Why can't time go back? Why didn't they go back to the beginning?
Xuan Peng clenched his hands into fists. His eyes turned red. One day, he would smash this building down. He would take back everything that belonged to him.
Liang He stood at a distant corner watching Xuan Peng from below the Xiao clan's main entrance. He had unintentionally discovered Xuan Peng when he was investigating Mo Xiao. He discovered that Xuan Peng had a special kind of perseverance and tenacity.
He hoped that Xuan Peng would follow him. Liang Heyuan had always been looking for a suitable opportunity.
When dawn replaced the darkness to envelop the city, Xuan Peng's body that was lying on the stairs trembled as he woke up. Only now did he realize that he had fallen asleep under a statue not far away from the Xiao Group.
The blurry Xuan Peng suddenly recalled that there was someone beside him before he went to sleep. It was a middle-aged man who looked at the scholarly young man and gave him a name card.
Xuan Peng shook his head, smiling bitterly. He had actually done it in his dreams.
Xuan Peng felt his body go slightly numb. He stood up and stretched his arms. This movement caused a card to fall off his body. Astonishingly, the words' Liang Heyuan 'were written on the card.
Xuan Peng's heart went cold. Could it be that what happened last night was not a dream? Was the man who told him that he could work with him to deal with the Xiao family really Liang Heyuan? Xuan Peng was puzzled, but he didn't intend to work with this man that suddenly appeared.
He recalled that they had been working together with a powerful group, but now they had suddenly stopped working with their own company. Otherwise, Xuan Peng wouldn't have fallen into such a predicament.
The card spun in the wind and fell into a trash can not far away.
Xuan Peng looked at the Xiao Building that stood in the sunlight. His eyes flashed with a fiery gaze.
If Xiao Meng Han could do it, then so could he.
Leng Sha stood in a certain part of the bamboo forest, quietly feeling the bamboo fragrance that filled the air. The tranquil air made his heart feel very calm.
After the days of continuous accumulation and the continuous absorption of knowledge, the cold sand was no longer the cold sand from before. He had fully matured. Even in the face of danger, he was still able to remain unperturbed.
Wang Shitou carried the dessert and found the cold sand. He looked at the cold sand standing in the bamboo forest with his eyes closed.
The slender bamboo leaves fell off one by one. At that moment, Wang Shitou was afraid that he would disturb Leng Ning's contemplation. He carefully placed the dessert plate on top of a rock hill, then turned around and slowly walked inside.
Wang Shi curiously looked at the cold sand as he walked. His fingers were trembling a little. When he entered the mansion, his figure paused for a moment, but he still walked back.
The bamboo forest was still quiet, and the sand around her was motionless. Even her eyelashes were still.
It was as if he couldn't feel that someone else had approached him. Right now, there was only cold sand and Wang Shitou in the bamboo forest.
Mo Xiaoxiao carried her son in the car Han Yong was driving and headed towards the Xiao Mansion.
Miao Siqing sat in the front passenger seat as he constantly looked back at the little fellow in Xiao Yan's arms. He was worried that the next sight he would see would not be a naked little butt, but a pile of white fur.
Han Yong directly drove the car to the elevator that was specially used by the CEO of the underground car park and stopped it.
In the past, Xiao Menghan would ride this elevator if he didn't want to be interviewed by the media, so his safety was extremely good.
Han Yong got off the car and opened the door. Miao Siqing had already opened the elevator. Mo Xiaoxiao carried the child and entered, followed by Han Yong, who carried his stuff into the elevator as well.
Miao Siqing caressed the shiny walls of the elevator and looked at the comfortable chairs at the corner of the elevator. He said depressingly, "Xiao Menghan is really extravagant. I only just found out that there was actually such an elevator."
Miao Siqing indicated that Mo Xiaoxiao could sit in the chair
Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head. She felt that it was better to just stand in the elevator and be at ease. She was not familiar with everything here, and because of Xiao Meng Han's relationship, she would not feel strange or uncomfortable.
"Xiao Yan, are you ready? "A supervisor meeting?" Han Yong also did not think that the first thing Mo Xiaoxiao would do when he arrived would be to convene a meeting of the supervisors.
Miao Siqing coughed softly. She wanted to say what was there to prepare for this. It should have been those people who had prepared it. However, when she thought of the speculations of Jing Xiaoxiao, he stopped himself.
Mo Xiaoxiao speculated that the Burning Sun Family would arrange for some people to enter the Xiao Group so that they could keep an eye on Xiao Menghan at any time. Furthermore, their positions would not be very low.
Even though he had also been poisoned by a poison like Xiao Meng Han, Miao Siqing had a special ability that Xiao Meng Han didn't have, which was his sense of smell.
Although he couldn't tell where Xiao Meng Han was, he promised Mo Xiaoxiao that he would be able to find out who the members of the Burning Sun Family were from the executives.
Yang Ziying had already reached the CEO's office floor.
When she saw the group of three and a little girl appear, Yang Ziying's eyes were filled with tears. She ran towards the group and excitedly asked the little guy in his arms, "This is the touring area."
"Yes, Mom, I'll leave it to you later." Mo Xiaoxiao knew that her son was the flesh and blood of the Xiao family. She had no right or reason to take away her son's blood ties with the Xiao family.