I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

With such exciting inside information, Shen Mengxue simply left her husband and took her best friend's hand, and the two talked more and more privately.

During this time, Wen Xiaomei looked at Lu Chenyu with a smile in her eyes.

Then, she whispered, "Mengxue, don't talk about me first. Your husband is a handsome man. How far has he progressed?"

Shen Mengxue is not her, she is a complete novice.

"There's no progress. We're just getting used to each other's identities."

Suddenly they became husband and wife, but there must be a process!

Wen Xiaomei pulled her aside and whispered, "If you ask me, you are just too conservative. You are already married, legal and compliant. Isn't it normal for you to do something to your husband?"

As she was talking, Wen Xiaomei let slip: "I slept at your house that night, and I was alone until dawn. I was not used to it."

"What do you mean by being alone until dawn?"

Suddenly, Shen Mengxue jumped up and her pretty face flushed.

Isn't this girl drunk?

How do you know?

"Tell me quickly, what happened between you two that night... Hehe!!!"

"Ahem! I was originally planning to share the red wine in my house with you, but now, I think I need to reconsider it."

Wen Xiaomei immediately shut up, "No, you're the only one left now. Are you going to abandon me too?"

She looked like she was begging for support, which made people laugh.

“I think it’s not me who should be working hard.”

The two of them were talking as they walked, and they didn't notice that Mr. Lu was following behind them. Sometimes they would run into senior executives of the group, and he would keep waving at them to hurry up!

As a company ranked higher among the subsidiaries of Dongyu Group, Xingyue Pictures naturally sits in a more forward position.

In the elevator, the two best friends were still chattering non-stop.

"Why not take down your brother Mu and make the fake play real?"

Just now, under Shen Mengxue's questioning, she revealed the fact that they had agreed to live together.

"Don't talk nonsense. Brother Mu is the president of Dongyu Group. How could he possibly be interested in me?"

Wen Xiaomei always acts humble unconsciously in front of him.

He is Young Master Mu, who is worth hundreds of billions, and she is about to get divorced. A divorced woman would be despised by her in-laws in an ordinary family, let alone such a top wealthy family?

Therefore, she never thought that she would have any intersection with Mu Lingyun.

When she got her salary and found another rental house, she moved out.

From now on, the lives of these two people will no longer intersect.

The elevator stopped on the 25th floor. Going upstairs were the more influential subsidiaries of the group, including companies such as Dongyu Investment Bank.

Inside the luxurious banquet hall, the tables were laid with exquisite cold dishes, fruits, and red and white wines.

A few people found a corner seat and sat down.

In the banquet hall on the 33rd floor, bigwigs from the political and business circles arrived.

Since Mr. Lu is not here, Mu Lingyun and others will receive the guests.

Not long after the annual meeting began, Shen Mengxue received a phone call and her expression kept changing.

Lu Chenyu, who was sitting next to her, keenly noticed that something was wrong with her.

The banquet hall was filled with noise and laughter.

Mother Shen's panicked voice came from the phone: "Mengxue, he was fine after dinner, but your dad suddenly vomited blood. What should I do? What should I do?"

Shen Mengxue held the phone in her hand, her palms sweating.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Since her son was not around, she could only call her daughter.

Intermittent coughing sounds could be heard on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Mengxue stood up in a hurry. The smile was gone from her face, and it was filled with worry.

Lu Chenyu stood up and Wen Xiaomei wanted to follow.

"Xiao Mei, I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first. You stay here."

After saying that, he ran out without waiting for her reply.

Arriving at the elevator entrance, Lu Chenyu caught up and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

She hugged Lu Chenyu all of a sudden, sobbing softly: "Chenyu, my dad...he vomited blood."

He was deeply impressed by his father-in-law, who also knew that he had lung cancer.

He paused slightly, then held her in his arms to give her some warmth.

He comforted her in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I'll arrange an ambulance right away."

The next moment, he directly used his authority to call the director of the Provincial Cancer Hospital.

"It's me. I need an ambulance to go to Pingshan Village. Yes, I'll be there right away."

While they were on the phone, the elevator arrived and the two of them walked into it.

At the entrance of the hotel, Lu Chenyu took the initiative to say, "Mengxue, don't worry, let me open it this time."

The BMW was speeding on the road, running through red lights.

Once on the overpass, he kept overtaking, stepping on the accelerator and overtaking.

It was a two-hour drive, but it only took one hour.

When we arrived at Pingshan Village, the ambulance had not arrived yet.

Shen Mengxue got out of the car and ran straight home.

Several people from the village came to the room on the second floor.

"Oh, Mengxue is back, take your dad to the hospital quickly."

The bedside and quilt were stained with blood, and some pea-sized dark brown blood clots could be seen.

A few days ago, Shen Kun and his wife were fine during the process.

The disease comes like a mountain falling on you, instantly draining away your energy and spirit, making you look very listless.

Shen Mengxue didn't care about anything else. She lifted the quilt and wanted to carry her father downstairs.

Behind him, Lu Chenyu took the initiative to say, "Let me do it."

"But your feet?"

"It's out of the way."

As he said that, Lu Chenyu picked up the skinny Shen Kun and went downstairs directly.

Shen's mother hurriedly took some clothes to change and followed out with her medical card.

Around 7:30, the weather in the countryside became even colder.

Shen Mengxue felt her whole body trembling, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.

The car sped along the way, and Shen Kun vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Shen Mengxue was frightened even more.

At that time, a confidential place.

A tall man who looked 70% similar to Shen Kun was sitting in the dark.

Not long after, the sound of military boots hitting the ground was heard.

An old man with gray hair but a dignified face walked in.

"Take a look. These are confidential documents. Keep them in mind and destroy them immediately after reading them."

"Old man, what is the mission this time?"

The man's somewhat lazy voice sounded leisurely.

"Qiancheng, the higher-ups found out that our people may have been turned against us, so this mission is very dangerous..."

Even though the old man's hair was gray, his back was still straight and his voice was deep.

"Ha!" The man curled his lips: "It is impossible for us to be found even if the mission is not dangerous."

They are the soldiers brought up by the old man.

There are only nine people in the entire department, but each of them is capable of fighting against ten thousand.

Especially the man in front of him, who appears to be an ordinary technician at the Academy of Science and Technology.

"The other party is a senior executive of a car company in Country M, so you are the only one who can do this."

The old man came over, leaned over and said to him, "Before you go on the mission, is there anything you want to do? I can promise you on behalf of the higher-ups."

The man's lazy expression froze. It had been eleven years.

I left Haicheng at the age of eighteen and never returned home.

He also never dared to bring danger to his family.

People like him would be in trouble if foreign forces found out that they had relatives.

It's a pretty dangerous thing.

Over the years, the nine of them have been constantly wandering around China's border, fighting a desperate battle with foreign forces.

"Old man, I miss home."

A big, strong hand fell on his shoulder and patted him.

"Well, that's not too much to ask."