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"It's not a good idea to be in danger."

Mu De spoke softly, holding the teacup, with a faint smile on his face: "Boss Fang underestimates Chu Heng too much? I look at that child...very smart and sensitive."

The tea room was filled with the fragrance of tea. It was supposed to be an excellent atmosphere, but it was disrupted by the tension between the two.

Ever since Chu Heng was mentioned, the air-conditioning was blowing out of Fang Yan's body, and Jiang Jiang beside him was shivering a little.

"No matter how smart he is, that's not the reason for you to introduce him into this muddy water."

The man took a sip of his tea, frowned, and was extremely dissatisfied. He threw the cup heavily on the coffee table, and said in a cold tone, "Mude, you really went too far this time."

Mu De didn't think so, raised his eyebrows, and said steadily: "You really think I'm too much? Do you dare to say that the Chu family has nothing to do with what happened in the past?"

Fang Yan shook his hand violently.

"More than ten years ago, the Chu family was considered a big family and a big business, comparable to the Fang family. Now that you are in charge of the Fang family, you should also understand that the pursuit of capital is always centered on profit. The Fang family was too powerful in the past. Your father is also gentle and soft-tempered, he is indecisive in doing things, not decisive enough, so he will naturally be targeted by those things that eat people but don't spit out their bones."

Mu De groped and leaned over, put down the teacup, but because of the wrong position, the tea spilled a little and splashed on his hand.

"Master!"

Jiang Jiang was startled, got up quickly, moved to the side, half knelt down, and cleaned up the wet stains for him in a panic.

"Is it hot?"

Mu De couldn't see, but he was very particular in his daily life, and he took good care of the people around him, but this time, Fang Yan was here, so he sent everyone else out.

Holding Mu De's hand, Jiang Jiang saw that the back of his hand was red, and was startled. He hissed, "I'll call someone to find a doctor!"

A little smile appeared on the corner of Mu De's lips, he withdrew his hand, groped to feel the burning heat on the back of his hand, and shook his head, "Don't bother, it's nothing, Jiang Jiang, go back and sit and drink tea, after all, Fang always comes here rarely It is really rare for a distinguished guest to drink a cup of Mr. Fang's tea."

"Master!" Jiang Jiang worried: "Then your hand..."

"No injury," Mu De shook his head and said with a smile, "Sit back quickly."

Jiang Jiang bit his lip, sat back next to Fang Yan, and gave him a hard look.

The man didn't care, covered his lips and coughed a few times, "Since you know, why don't you tell him about this together, my previous generation and I may be enemies."

The Chu family and the Fang family have nothing to do with each other. The family was in trouble more than ten years ago. Even if the Chu family was not the mastermind, they still cannot get away with it. Fang Yan was willing to accept this marriage, and he also planned to investigate the reasons for what happened back then. .

However, Chu Heng was beyond his expectation.

Fang Yan lowered his eyes, a little dazed.

Chu Heng interrupted all his plans. The existence of this guy made him timid to do anything.

"Is it necessary to say this?"

Mu De hugged the back of his injured hand and smiled slightly, "The previous generation is the previous generation, and this generation is this generation. Between people, we can't stay in the past forever. No matter what happens, whether it is right or wrong , He has to judge for himself.”

"The Chu family is too chaotic, and Mingkun is also implicated. He is not a member of the Chu family, but he has assumed the responsibility of the Chu family by accident. Mr. Fang, I can't help myself, so I have to plan for him."

The pale and handsome sickly man had a calm smile on his face, he paused every word, his tone was weak but loud.

Fang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked up at him.

This man... is not to be underestimated.

"I see," Fang Yan pressed his chest, frowned uncomfortably, and got up to leave, "Since Mr. has stated his position frankly, I will also put it aside. If you get hurt, I will definitely put all the blame... on you!"

Mu De chuckled, and didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he raised his voice line, "Jiang Jiang, send Mr. Fang off."

"Hey--"

Jiang Jiang quickly stood up, nodding yes.

Fang Yan walked very fast, his face was serious, Jiang Jiang trotted to follow, "Mr. Fang, walk slowly, be careful not to fall..."

Before the words fell, the man staggered.

He was obviously exhausted, his complexion turned gray in an instant, his breath was heavy, Jiang Jiang was startled, and hurried to help him.

It was only then that Fang Yan realized that Fang Yan was trying to hold on.

"I'm sorry, I... I'm crowed," Jiang Jiang choked for a moment, holding Fang Yan's arm, and said in a crisp voice, "I'll help you down."

Fang Yan was a little dizzy, paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at her: "Let go!"

Jiang Jiang was so skilled that he held him tightly, but he couldn't break free for a while.

"I won't let go," the little girl tilted her head, smiling, with her long ponytail swaying behind her back, "what's the matter, are you sure you can stand if I let go, huh?"

She had a lot of strength, and she pulled Fang Yan to go out. Fang Yan didn't recover for a while, and was a little speechless: "You...you are a little girl, why are you so..."

"Oh, stop talking nonsense! Let's go!" Jiang Jiang laughed, feeling a lot lighter in his heart, thinking that this indifferent and serious person...is just a paper tiger!

Fang Yan staggered, stumbled and was dragged forward by the little girl. Suddenly, he turned his eyes and caught a glimpse of something hanging on the red string around Jiang Jiang's neck. His expression was startled.

Because of the bouncing and jumping, the thing hanging around Jiang Jiang's neck fell out, it was a wooden crescent moon pendant.

"Jiang Jiang!"

Fang Yan stopped in his tracks, his eyes revealing a bit of astonishment.

"Huh?" Jiang Jiang turned his head, subconsciously looked at the pendant that fell out of his neck, quickly raised his hand to tidy it up, and put it in, "What's the matter? What do you think this pendant is for?"

"What is this?" Fang Yan had some palpitations. Pressing his chest, he felt that his eyes were dazzled and he couldn't see clearly. "Jiang Jiang, where are you from? What do your parents do? What's your real name?"

"I don't have parents—" Jiang Jiang thought for a while, "I don't have any memories of before the age of ten, but... Master said that I am from M City, and this time I came back to look for relatives."

"This pendant is the only thing on me."

Jiang Jiang hid the pendant, and a smile flashed across his eyebrows, "However, there are a lot of things recently, and it won't be too late for me to look for it when things are almost settled."

Fang Yan didn't speak, her pale fingers pressed against her heart, panting rapidly.

Jiang Jiang... Jiang Jiang.

That pendant was given to them by their mother, one for each of them.

Jiang Jiang helped him outside, watched him get into the car, waved his hand, and said goodbye with a smile: "I think you have good luck, Mr. Fang, please slow down on the road. I hope that when we meet next time, you will be better than today." You'll be much healthier."