camouflage amnesia

Do you have these fantasies many late nights after a breakup?

——When your ex-girlfriend was in the most embarrassing time, you descended from the sky, like a merciful savior, giving her a glimmer of light.

——Or, incarnate as Satan and pull her into the abyss together.

In Nancheng, after autumn, there is not much sunshine, and the house is always very gloomy and cold.

The air-conditioning vent on the ceiling made a small sound, continuously sending warm air into the room.

On the wooden rocking chair, a beautiful waist-length black-haired woman stepped on the edge of the chair with her legs curled up, her wrists on her knees, lazily and casually.

At the end of his line of sight was the glass in his hand, and his dark eyes were out of focus.In the glass is half a glass of lemonade, colorless and calm.

"Hey, are you listening?" Qin Xin kicked the rocking chair.

The cup in He Mu's hand almost slipped, and the water swayed a few times, but luckily it didn't spill out.

Her eyes refocused, and a look of "you want to die" flew away.

Qin Xin: "I thought you came to Nancheng because you missed me." There was a sense of yin and yang in the words.

He Mu: "Of course I came because I missed you."

"Come on! You must have rushed here after hearing about the accident at Mu Qingran's company!" Qin Xin had a complacent look on his face.

She has seen He Mu wearing crotch pants, but how can she not know the smallness in her heart?

He Mu half-closed his eyes, showing a "don't slander me" expression, "my sister asked me to come."

It seemed that he was afraid that the other party would not believe him, and he added: "KM's data analysis ability is top in the country, and has helped many companies come back to life. The directors of the group have been salivating and want to swallow this piece of fat. Good opportunity. If I can win KM, my sister will have the right to speak on the board of directors—”

"Stop, stop!" Qin Xin made a "stop" gesture, "I don't want to hear your long-winded explanation."

As he spoke, his gaze shone on his friend's face like an X-ray, as if he had already seen through her.

He Mu directly met his friend's probing gaze, neither dodging nor dodging.

"You better stop wagging your tail around Mu Qingran like a puppy..."

Qin Xin wanted to say something more, but it seemed that she had eaten something, and her stomach turned.

"I'm going to solve the major issues in life." She rubbed her stomach and frowned, got up and went out, bringing a gust of wind.

There was no voice in the room, and it suddenly fell into silence.

He Mu leaned his head on the back of the chair, his eyes roamed freely, the pure handmade wooden sofa, corner cabinet, coffee table, and exquisite iron soldier ornaments, a lot of thought has been put into it at first glance, which is Qin Xin's taste.

So much for a club room, it's pretty...relaxing.

Finally, a toffee from the candy plate on the table broke into He Mu's eyes.

Her thoughts could not help but drift to a long time ago...

"Mu Mu, this is sister Qingran, she will live with us in the future, one more sister will love you, okay?"

Xiao Hemu looked at her sister standing behind her mother. She wore a high ponytail and a black dress without even a small floral pattern. She looked like a god in a picture book, aloof and overlooking all living beings.

She was a little afraid to approach.

The ponytail girl spread out her palm, and inside lay a chubby white rabbit toffee wrapped in white wrapping paper.

When Xiao Hemu saw the candy, she got a little more courageous, reached out to take it, and touched the palm of the other's palm with her fingertips, it was cool and very comfortable.

That was the first time she and Mu Qingran met. She was six years old and had a 12-year-old sister.

For the next ten years, like a sticky toffee, she always wanted to stick to Mu Qingran.

However, the toffee will eventually melt.

……

He Mu was in a trance when the door of the private room opened with a "creak", and a gust of wind came in from outside, pulling her back from her thoughts.

"Mu Mu, I just heard a very hot melon!" Qin Xin was extremely excited, as if she was about to jump on the table and broadcast what she had just seen loudly with a microphone in the next second.

He Mu: "I only play in the expensive circle and it's messy."

The best melon is not available every day, as for it?

The room they are in now is a private club called FCClub, "FC" is the acronym for "wastewood".

As the name suggests, most of the members here are the second and third generations of rich people who are not valued in the family.

The toilet melons of these people are nothing more than the lower body.He Mu lacked interest.

"You know the little Mr. Sun who was assigned to Nancheng by the Sun Group last year?" Qin Xin said.

He Mu shook his head.

"We went to his wedding together last month, that greasy man." Qin Xin helped her friend recall.

It seems to be a little impression.

He Mu's eyes signaled her to continue.

"The greasy man wanted Mu Qingran to be his mistress, and he said it in front of a room full of rich second generations. He really wasn't afraid of his wife knowing!" He was so frank and admirable.

Qin Xin hadn't finished speaking when she saw He Mu "teng" stand up, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were fixed on her.

Qin Xin was stared at for a few seconds, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

...No, she has something to be guilty of.

Facing He Mu's terrified gaze, Qin Xin continued, "I don't know if Mu Qingran will agree." That gossip tone seemed to be unaware of the changes in his friend.

He Mu realized that he had overreacted just now, cleared his throat, and said casually: "Where did you hear such an unreasonable thing? Even if Mu Qingran is really reduced to the point of being a mistress, she won't be hungry—" Looking for such an innocent capable.

Qin Xin interrupted He Mu: "It seems that Qingsheng Capital obtained 30.00% of KM's shares from other shareholders in private, and the greasy man holds Sun's shares in KM."

In short, as long as Greasy Man sells his shares to Qingsheng Capital, Mu Qingran will lose control of the company.

She deliberately paused, "Whether Mu Qingran will compromise because of this...it's hard to say."

Qingsheng Capital is the largest investment bank in Nancheng. It has always made steady and ruthless moves. Every time it makes a move, it will get several times the investment amount.

But the reputation abroad is not good.

As a huge investment bank, Qingsheng Capital does not have a strong sense of social responsibility. It often uses all means to acquire some companies with great potential, crazily making high valuations, and reselling them when the time is right.

In short, the companies that fell into their hands did not end well.

The corners of He Mu's lips trembled imperceptibly, and after a while, he only let out a soft "Oh", as if he didn't care.

Qin Xin: "Mu Qingran is really unlucky." After a car accident happened on the front foot, the company was targeted by wolves on the back foot.

He Mu didn't argue, as if he didn't hear it.

Qin Xin said again: "I've checked for you, Mu Qingran is in SV8." I have to say, the toilet is sometimes a pond.

"If you want to—"

He Mu said without a trace here: "I'm not a Bodhisattva, why should I save an irrelevant person for no reason?"

Qin Xin: "I didn't say you were going to save her."

He Mu: "Can you be quiet for a while?"

Qin Xin: "..."

He Mu kept picking up his phone to check the time, seven or eight times, and only a minute or so passed.

She sat very unsteadily, as if the chair was burning her ass.

Qin Xin said again: "If you want me to say, you should take this opportunity to give her some color and let her know that ungrateful people will not end well!"

At the beginning, Mu Qingran left as soon as she said, not to mention that He Mu couldn't accept it, she was so angry that she was half dead.

Especially when Aunt He just passed away, Mu Qingran should know that she would take half of He Mu's life if she left at that time.

Qin Xin always teases He Mu, but in the end she still loves her.

He Mu picked up the toffee on the table, and rubbed his fingertips back and forth on the candy paper.

Now she can save Mu Qingran from the fire and water, or push Mu Qingran into the abyss where her body will be crushed to pieces.

Qin Xin helped her find a good reason.

"You're right." He Mu smiled, grabbed a pillow and threw it towards Qin Xin.

Shot firmly and ruthlessly.

Qin Xin couldn't dodge in time, and just caught the pillow with her face.

Qin Xin: Is this the way to thank Fa Xiao?

"Don't worry, I will never treat you badly."

The man sitting on the brown leather sofa pressed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, extinguished it, and pushed the agreement on the table forward.

The man had a white shirt, a brown cotton and linen gentleman's vest, the cuffs rolled up to the forearm, and a rose gold watch on his wrist.

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard on yourself. Give me a son, and you will be able to rise to the top class in Nancheng and become the person most envied by other women." Such an excellent woman as Mu Qingran, the son she cultivated is also Must be excellent.

He paused, "Of course, if you really want to keep that dilapidated company, it's very simple, as long as you serve me happily."

Such a condition is tempting enough that a fool will refuse it.

A woman stood in front of the coffee table with her back straight; like a snow lotus standing in the frosty sky, she was full of pride.

After hearing such humiliating words, she didn't speak immediately.

"You are not a little girl anymore, I can satisfy you very well." The man smiled, his eyes narrowed into two slits, "Win-win, don't you think so?"

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open.

The eyes of men and women in the room were all focused on the outsider who broke in suddenly.

The woman at the door was wearing a V-neck black shirt with the third button open, and a delicate feather-shaped pendant on her collarbone; the high-waisted jeans docilely outlined the perfect line of her hips and legs, her waist was so thin that she seemed to wear two You can hold it all with one hand; a pair of Martin boots on your feet add a bit more capable and neat.

The eyeliner at the end of the woman's eyes rose slightly, and in just a few seconds, the wealthy second generations who usually live in the wind and drink the rain were shocked by this momentum.

Mr. Sun, who was threatening people just now, stared straight at him.

……

When He Mu opened the door and heard what the man said, it was like being force-fed a mouthful of the most disliked sour bean juice, and the nostrils were filled with a rancid smell.

At the same time, there was a smell of smoke in the air, like chocolate mixed with horehound, which made He Mu feel like he would spit it out in a second.

Mu Qingran turned her head.

The two eyes collided.

He Mu thought that after so many years, his heart was hard enough, but when he saw Mu Qingran's cold face again, his heart was still cut open by the sharp awl, and his flesh was torn apart.

President Xiao Sun looked over and said with a smile, "What kind of wind brought Uncle He's favorite jewel to our small place?"

He Mu turned to look at the person who was speaking, and put on a silly smile: "I'm coming to have a seat, I won't be unwelcome."

"How could it be!" Mr. Sun patted the thigh of the woman next to him, leaving a red handprint on her snow-white skin, "Give up your seat to Miss He."

He Mu frowned, she was very disgusted with this kind of disrespect for women.But after all, today is not here to mess things up, let alone one willing to fight and one willing to suffer, she didn't say much.

He Mu walked to the farthest seat and sat down, "Don't worry about me."

President Xiao Sun nodded at He Mu with a smile, and he was a little guilty. It is not a secret that Mu Qingran is the half-adopted daughter of the He family, but these years, the He family and Mu Qingran seem to have no connection, even a little There was no small cooperation, he guessed that Mu Qingran's wings were stiff and he didn't want to be controlled by the He family.

It was also based on this that he dared to threaten Mu Qingran.

But when He Mu suddenly appeared, he was a little uncertain about the He family's attitude towards Mu Qingran.

"What you said just now," Mr. Sun subconsciously glanced in He Mu's direction before fixing his eyes on Mu Qingran's face, "What do you think?"

When passing by just now, He Mu saw the cover of the agreement on the table, with the words "Personal Rights Ownership Agreement" written on it.

I have to say that Mr. Sun's gameplay is quite fresh and refined.

This kind of agreement has almost no legal effect, but it is used to humiliate people.

If Mu Qingran was willing to beg her, she might be merciful and help out. Begging her is much easier than being a mistress to a worthless man.

He Mu thought to himself.

The room was so quiet that the "tick" of the second hand could be heard, and everyone in the room looked at the person standing in the middle of the room as if they were watching a play.

A few of the ladies among them all thought of going together. It would be better if Mu Qingran was accepted by Mr. Sun, so as not to harm other young talents.

It's not been a day or two since these people can't understand Mu Qingran, a 30-year-old woman who still seduces men all day long.

Wherever Mu Qingran goes, she will automatically become the focus of attention.

The most famous dandy in Nancheng only met Mu Qingran once, and suddenly changed his temper. He determined to be a good family man, and he only asked Mu Qingran to look at him.

This is outrageous!

The men's eyes were more on He Mu who was sitting in the corner.Except for Mr. Sun, no one else has seen her before, let alone such a stunning beauty.But from Mr. Sun's attitude, it can be seen that this girl is a master with a background, and no one dared to have any unreasonable thoughts. He only took a few glances, and then looked at Mu Qingran again.

If they are brothers, they should share the blessings. When Mr. Sun gets tired of playing, maybe they can follow suit.A woman like Mu Qingran who has a successful career will feel more fulfilled when conquered.

He Mu raised his eyelids lightly, scanned the room, and could tell what these people were thinking from their facial expressions.

The feeling of vomiting is more intense.

Even in such a situation, Mu Qingran still had that familiar indifferent look, as if what people around her thought had nothing to do with her.

A few minutes passed, she didn't nod, but she didn't refuse either.

Even in those days when we were together day and night, He Mu felt that he had never really understood Mu Qingran, and after five years of seeing each other, he couldn't understand it even more.

He Mu hates Mu Qingran like this very much, very, very, very much.

He Mu unconsciously scratched the pad of his thumb with the fingernail of his index finger, and the delicate skin quickly turned red, as if he didn't feel any pain, and there was even a tendency to use more and more force.

Finally, the corners of Mu Qingran's lips were slightly curved, and her thin lips parted lightly: "The conditions offered by Mr. Sun are indeed very attractive——"

As soon as the conversation started, He Mu suddenly stood up, walked to the short side, picked up the paper agreement on it, didn't even read it, and directly signed his name in the party A column.

The corners of her lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, she shook the agreement in her hand, looked into Mu Qingran's eyes, but said to another person: "Mr.

She did not seek Mu Qingran's opinion.

How can playthings have the right to choose.