After the divorce, the rich and powerful became obedient

When the tone fell, there was a response from the other end of the phone, but it was not Mo Ruyu who spoke, but a woman.

Although her voice is cold and cold, it is very recognizable and pleasant to listen to.

"It's me, fighting like a brocade."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Xizhou frowned.

Zhan Sijin's words continued: "I'm looking for Shengsheng. Let her answer the phone."

"Auntie?" Zhan Nansheng lost control of his emotions a little, his voice trembling slightly, "Are you really in the imperial capital?"

Zhan Sijin hummed, and said concisely: "I heard that Changsheng is still alive?"

Hearing this, Zhan Nansheng roughly told Zhan Sijin all the news about Zhan Changsheng, and said:

"Now the clues are broken, and the whereabouts of my elder brother are unknown." He paused, "However, Gu Liangchen said that there is a key that my aunt asked her to hand over to me before she disappeared. I guess that key may be related to the whereabouts of my elder brother. .”

After the sound fell, Zhan Sijin on the other end of the phone asked, "Did you get the key?"

Zhan Nansheng pursed his lips, "No."

Zhan Sijin hummed and said:
"Qin Zhishui visited me in prison ten months ago. She gave me a map and told me to ask you for the key after I got out of prison, saying that it was the key she hid in the box on the map, and there was something in it that she wanted to explain. secret."

After a pause, he said pointedly, "Get the key from Gu Liangchen as soon as possible. I will fly to the capital tomorrow, and we will meet and discuss the details."

After Zhan Nansheng said yes, Zhan Sijin returned the phone to Mo Rugu, "You haven't hung up yet, do you want to say something to her?"

Mo Ruru narrowed his eyes: "Forget it, so that the mad dog in Mu Xizhou will not bite her and make her suffer."

While talking, when he was about to cut off the phone, Zhan Nansheng called out to Mo Rugu, "Mo Rugu..."

The girl's eager voice made Mo Rugu's heart sore, he pursed his thin lips, and replied softly: "Huh?"

"Son, have you sent me back to the Qin family's old house?"

Mo Ruyu hummed lightly and said:
"Your grandfather and grandmother brought their own people to the Mo mansion to take the child back." After a pause, after a few seconds of silence, he asked carefully, "Did he make things difficult for you?"

But he was only answered by a beep.

Mu Xizhou snatched the mobile phone from Zhan Nansheng's hand and cut it off.

His complexion is not very good, but he also knows that if the relationship with Zhan Nansheng continues to deteriorate, it will really be hard to get over it.

After he cut off the phone, he raised his eyes to look at Zhan Nansheng, and said in an exhausted tone:

"Zhan Nansheng, I don't want our relationship to continue to deteriorate like this, so I don't plan to pursue the matter with Mo Ruyou this time."

After a pause, he pointedly said,
"I have never been treated kindly since I was a child. I am a cold and cruel person in my bones. Don't say you are my wife, you are my biological mother. If I touch my bottom line, I will never be merciful. Do it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, staggered a position from Zhan Nansheng, and went upstairs.

He has just been discharged from the hospital, and the injuries on his body have not healed at all, so it is really not suitable for him to go to war.

At this time, just climbing the stairs, the scar on his chest was painful and tightened, and he had to stop for a few seconds after taking two steps, and his profile looked extremely pale under the dim light.

Zhan Nansheng looked at his slender figure stopping and going, and with a thought, he chased after him.

Accompanied by the sudden approach of a woman's breath, and her hand on his arm, Mu Xizhou froze suddenly.

His bony fingers landed on the escalator, and he looked sideways at the woman's warm and indifferent face, trying to see something strange from her face, and suddenly snorted: "So kind?"

Zhan Nansheng pursed his lips:
"I just can't bear to see you stop and go like a waste. Since you took the gun for me, you haven't survived. It's really boring to torture each other. Let's all compromise and give in first. Let’s talk after your injury heals.”

The woman's words were not pleasant, but the depression entrenched in Mu Xizhou's heart dissipated in an instant.

The hostility in his whole body has dissipated quite a bit, and he looked deeply at the woman's white and tender face, wrapped one hand around her waist and pulled her into his arms, bowed his head in She rubbed against the bridge of her straight nose, her voice was low and slow,

"Tired?"

Back and forth, Zhan Nansheng sat on the plane for more than ten hours in a row, and didn't eat anything on the plane. Naturally, he was tired and hungry.

She nodded and hummed frankly: "Exhausted."

Mu Xizhou raised his hand and rubbed the top of her disheveled hair. After a moment of silence, he said, "I left dumplings for you, stuffed with tomato and beef. Do you want to eat?"

Zhan Nansheng raised his head, looked at the man's quiet dark eyes, "You did it?"

It was indeed Mu Xizhou who made the dumplings. He remembered all her preferences. She likes to eat dumplings at the New Year's Eve, saying that only in that way can there be a New Year's atmosphere.

However, he did not admit it.

"I look like someone who can cook?"

Zhan Nansheng raised his eyebrows, "Before you were recognized by the Mu family, weren't you a car mechanic who inherited your father's job? So with a down-to-earth identity, don't you know how to cook?"

Before Mu Xizhou recognized his ancestors, he had indeed stayed in an auto repair center that looked extremely inconspicuous.

To this day, Zhan Nansheng still clearly remembers the first time she saw him when she was 14 years old.

It rained heavily that day, and the auto repair factory located on the outskirts of the city was extremely depressed under the rain.

She stole her brother's car and ran out to play wild, and the car broke down ten meters away from the auto repair shop.

At that time, it was getting dark, and she had no battery and no umbrella, so she got out of the car in the rain and ran into the auto repair shop in one breath.

I don't know if it's because the business is not good, or because of the remote location and the heavy rain, there is only one man in the whole auto repair shop.

At that time, he was half-kneeling on one knee, holding a tool for dismantling a tire in his hand, and holding a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, dismantling the tire while smoking.

It was obviously a dirty and messy dilapidated place, but he was wearing a white shirt that was clean and spotless. The slightly open neckline revealed a honey-colored chest muscle. When he saw someone coming in, he raised his eyes and looked at her.

With just one glance, he dropped the ratchet wrench in his hand and got out from under the car.

At that time, he was an adult, and the 22-year-old man who had experienced social experience had an intriguing mature charm, which she did not have at her age and was very yearning for.

What's more, this man was born with a good-looking skin, with clear eyebrows, clear and handsome, a straight nose, and thin lips that were slightly pursed showing a bit of cold bone and abstinence.

In the evening of the rainstorm, the wind was very strong, as if blowing from all directions, lifting his somewhat long bangs, revealing a pair of sparkling and deep phoenix eyes.

He seemed to walk towards her stepping on the light, and the memory is still fresh in today's years.

At that time, the first thing he said to her was: little liar.

His lazy and frivolous tone made her want to run away in fright, but was dragged to her by the collar that hooked the back of her neck with his long arms.

He said: Your pants are dirty.

Then, she turned her head and saw a pool of bright red blood on her buttocks.

It was the first time she had her period, so she wanted to get into the cracks in the ground embarrassingly.

He seemed very impatient, he found her clean clothes, and he didn't know where to find her a sanitary napkin. After changing them, he had already cooked four meals and one soup.

Brown sugar jujube soup.

That was her first time drinking.

After dinner, her eldest brother arrived.

At that time, she thought he was pretty good, but when he saw her elder brother ask for a thank-you fee of 100 million, her impression of him went from one hundred to minus one hundred.

"What are you dazed for?"

Mu Xizhou's voice interrupted Zhan Nansheng's memory.

Zhan Nansheng came back to his senses, and said casually: "I remember when I first met you when I was 14 years old, you made me four meals and one soup, it tasted very good."

Mu Xizhou narrowed his eyes, his fever was a little messy under the warm light, slightly covering his eyes, but also looked very sexy.

He smiled lightly and said, "It's hard for you to remember."