After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

When Mu Yan came out of the Mu family's main house, the street lamps outside were adorned with the bustling summer night.The black Maybach shuttles through the city roads, like a starlight in the vast sea of ​​stars.

The street scene outside the window flashed quickly, Mu Yan held the steering wheel, and his whole body seemed to be taken out.When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of the house in Longcheng Bay.

The hand holding the key hesitated for a moment, then Mu Yan inserted | into the keyhole and opened the door.

There was a small yellow light in the entrance, and Dvořák's "Humorous Music" came from the living room. He put on his slippers and walked into the room. Sure enough, he saw Song Qing in home clothes, sitting on the sofa and reading documents.

The central air conditioner blowing out cold air above the head, the reader stopped turning the pages and tilted his head back, "Is it hot outside? Do you want to take a shower first?"

Song Qing had just taken a shower, her hair was still slightly damp, and it fell loose on her shoulders, as if she was watery roses.In the past, Mu Yan would take advantage of the situation and lean over, and then kiss her lover's forehead.But today, his entire portrait is suspended in the air, not touching the ground anywhere.

His eyes fell on his lover's empty hand, and Mu Yan knew that this person took off his watch because he was taking a bath.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Song Qing tilted her head, "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Without even taking off his coat, Mu Yan suppressed his anxiety and sat on the single sofa chair next to Song Qing.Countless questions came to mind, but when the words came to his mouth, Mu Yan secretly clenched his fists and suppressed them forcefully.

Sadly, he found that he didn't dare to ask.

Mu Yan tried his best to make himself look as if nothing had happened, and answered Song Qing's question: "No, it's just getting hotter."

Looking at the document in Song Qing's hand, he asked casually, "You still read this after get off work?"

"No way, there is a contract that needs to be signed tomorrow." After Song Qing finished speaking, she closed the document and placed it on the table.

At this time, the word "Yijiu" came into view.Mu Yan was stunned for a moment as if seeing it for the first time.

Since the two lived together again, Mu Yan rarely intervened in Song Qing's company.Because in his opinion, that small company is just a gadget for Song Qing to pass the time at this stage, and sooner or later he will let Song Qing come back to Hongda.

Questions from the past came back to mind.

Mu Yan's throat was rough, and he was silent for a moment. Under Song Qing's suspicious gaze, he finally said, "By the way, Wan Fei was curious before, how did your company register the name 'Yijiu'? Does it have any special meaning? "

Hearing this, Song Qing's crow-like eyelashes moved, and her eyes half drooped.

"No, it happened to be the 19th when I named it, so it was decided."

"So that's how it is." Mu Yan seemed to respond relaxedly.But the sofa seemed to have a thorn, and he couldn't sit on it for a moment.

Standing up abruptly, he didn't even look at Song Qing's face, he just said: "I remembered that the document Wan Fei sent just now was not approved, and the finance department is waiting to issue the account tomorrow. I'll go back to the company, you don't have to wait tonight I'm dead, and I may not come back."

After finishing speaking, he hurried to the porch, Song Qing stood up with a look of surprise, before he even had time to speak, the man had finished changing his shoes and went out again.

The door slammed shut.

At this moment, a male voice appeared beside Song Qing out of thin air, "Hey, it seems that he found out?"

669 yawned, and slowly revealed its small round body.

Song Qing stretched her waist and threw herself onto the sofa, feeling extremely comfortable.

"This big drama is finally about to kick off."

The black Maybach gallops on the streets and through the busy city, showing the momentum of running a mountain road.Mu Yan's eyes were fixed on the road ahead, but Song Qing's expression just now was lingering in his mind.

He is lying!

Maybe even Song Qing didn't notice, every time before he told a lie, his eyes would unconsciously look down to the left.This extremely small movement was observed by Mu Yan for many years.But he never told Song Qing, it was just a cute little habit of his lover.

But Song Qing lied to him.

Yijiu...19...Mu Yan's birthday——

It is January 1th.

An unbelievable but almost reasonable guess came down like a meteorite, and Mu Yan felt that even the air in the car became thinner instantly.With a step on the accelerator, the signboard of Hongda Building gradually appeared in the field of vision.

There was also no rest tonight, and there was Assistant Wan who had just stepped into the movie theater after having dinner with his blind date, and then received a series of fatal calls from his boss.

Wan Fei almost rushed back to Hongda on the deadline given by Mu Yan, but when he knocked on the door and entered the chairman's office, he was startled by the gloom in the room.

The source of the gloom is naturally the owner of this office.

It was rare for Wan Fei to see Mu Yan showing such an angry expression. He bit the bullet and asked, "Mr. Mu, you asked me to come back, is it..."

Mu Yan raised his eyes, his eyes were full of endless haze, "From now on, you don't need to do any work, just check one thing for me."

Wan Fei raised his heart, "Yes, then what's the matter?"

Mu Yan almost gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "What is the relationship between Song Qing and my brother, Mu Yan?"

Hearing this, Wan Fei was stunned, "Huh?"

Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.Mu Yan couldn't wait for a moment, Wan Fei stayed up all night and tried his best to complete the task assigned by his boss.

In many cases, it is not difficult to accomplish something, as long as there is enough money and connections.Wan Fei can become the number one celebrity in front of Mu Yan, so his ability to handle affairs is naturally unquestionable.

Hongda Building is built along the river. In the early morning, the sky on the hill opposite the river is slightly bright, and the golden sun slowly reveals its outline.

When Wan Fei entered the door with a black folder, Mu Yan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back turned to him, his eyes always on the river.

"Mr. Mu, the information you want is here."

Mu Yan turned around, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and his whole person was terribly gloomy.Wan Fei could see that there were faint dark circles under his eyes, it was obvious that he didn't close his eyes at all last night.

If it was before last night, Wan Fei only felt that Mu Yan's behavior was crazy.but now……

The folder in his hand was not heavy, but he felt it was heavy, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Mu Yan's eyes fell on it, and his hand was already stretched out, but he stopped in the middle of the air.His voice was obscure, "I won't watch it, you can tell me."

Wan Fei grasped the things in his hands, finally sighed softly, opened the folder, and a slightly green one-inch photo of Song Qing came into view.

"Mr. Mu, how much do you know about Secretary Song before joining Hongda?"

Mu Yan shook his head.

Wan Fei was not surprised by this answer.His boss puts profit first, and treats people and things the same.In his eyes, Secretary Song's past was probably not worth mentioning.

Wan Fei looked at Mu Yan with complicated eyes, "Mr. Mu, according to the information I searched for by three private investigators at the same time, Secretary Song's family was poor since he was a child. His father died in a car accident when he was five years old. His mother lived alone. Relying on doing hard work in the factory to support his education. But before his college entrance examination, his mother was crushed to death on the spot due to an accident while loading and unloading the factory machinery. This incident should have hit him very hard. At that time, he applied to the school several times to drop out of school.”

Hearing this, Mu Yan couldn't control himself. He took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit it and took a deep puff.People have been with him for so many years, he never knew that the gentle and calm rose had such a tragic past.

Wan Fei flipped through the materials, feeling a little heavy, "Secretary Song was a top student in Longcheng No. [-] Middle School at the time, and he had no problem getting into a top domestic university. Last night they went to find Secretary Song's head teacher. According to the other party, Secretary Song would be depressed and even have suicidal thoughts."

Suicide?

Mu Yan's smoking hand stopped.

That slightly thin figure has never complained of suffering and tiredness when encountering any difficulties.How can such a tough person be linked to those two words?

Mu Yan couldn't imagine the desperate situation Song Qing was in...

Wan Fei closed the folder, "Mr. Mu, I still suggest you take a look at the rest."

Staring at the materials sent by the assistant, Mu Yan finally stretched out his hand to take it. The small folder seemed to weigh a thousand catties.Hidden there is the young Song Qing, who he has never participated in.

The densely packed black characters in Song Dynasty, Mu Yan didn't even sit down, just stood there and turned over the pages, his eyes gradually changed from shock, grief, to anger...

When Song Qing returned home, the cold air hit her face, instantly taking away the heat.In the midsummer evening, he just drove back from the company and took the elevator up from the underground parking lot. After walking a few steps, thin sweat broke out on his forehead.

The air conditioner at home was turned on by remote control with the mobile phone in advance. Song Qing changed into slippers at the entrance, but was shocked when she walked into the living room.

The tall man sat on the sofa, motionless, his face was covered with frost, and he exuded a terrifying aura.

Song Qing was stunned, "Why did you come back so early?"

Mu Yan left in a hurry last night, and only sent a message to tell him that he was at the company. Song Qing also expected that this person would have to work overtime again.

Hearing his voice, Mu Yan slowly raised his eyes, and Song Qing realized that the other party's eyes were bloodshot.

The air froze instantly, her heart skipped a beat, and Song Qing stared at him blankly.Unknowingly, the surrounding atmosphere is like a full string, ready to explode.

Mu Yan stared straight at him, and threw the object by his side with his right hand. With a "snap", the black folder was slammed onto the marble coffee table.

"look by youself."

Song Qing's eyes showed doubts, but she still picked up the folder as she said.After opening the contents inside, shock was written on his face.

However, the shock was soon replaced by indifference.

This reaction completely fell into Mu Yan's eyes.When Song Qing closed the folder, he stared at him fiercely with his bloodshot eyes, gritted his teeth, and said almost every word: "I really underestimated you, Song Qing. It turns out that you have already climbed up My brother!"