After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

The central air conditioner slowly blows out cold air, and the hall of more than 70 square meters is silent.The two figures stood, as if facing each other, Mu Yan's eyes locked on Song Qing's face firmly, trying to find any panic or angry expression from it.

However, no.

Song Qing's face was expressionless, and her eyes were like stagnant water, which could not make any waves.

Mu Yan became even more angry. He turned to the last page of the folder, pulled out the photos inside and threw them at Song Qing.The photo fluttered and fell on the wooden floor again.

In the photo, the background is a corner of the golf course, and Song Qing, who is still a bit immature and student-like, is wiping the sweat of a tall and handsome man with a handkerchief.The angle of the camera seemed to be a candid shot, the man's face turned to the other side, but Song Qing was photographed clearly.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, the eyebrows are smiling, and the tenderness is inadvertently revealed.From the photo alone, anyone can see the love overflowing from this face at a glance.

It's a pity that the other protagonist in the photo - Mu Yan just looked at the other side, and didn't notice the affectionate expressions of the people around him.

Song Qing knelt down to pick up the photo, her eyes moved slightly.This action annoyed Mu Yan even more.

He grabbed Song Qing's wrist suddenly, "Is it surprising that someone still took pictures of your infatuated appearance?"

This photo was bought by a private detective Wan Fei found at a high price from his colleagues. It is said that a certain entertainment newspaper wanted to dig up Mu Yan's lace news back then, but it couldn't take any photos.

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on the old watch that had been worn for seven or eight years, and Mu Yan felt his eyes hurt again, "No wonder you don't like the expensive watch I gave you and refused to change it. It turns out that It was given by my old lover, you still miss my brother, right?"

"Mu Yan, what do you want me to say when you're like this?" Song Qing was caught by him with one hand, and she looked straight at him with no fear in her eyes.The gentle and soft words these days seem to have become an illusion for Mu Yan. The person in front of him is exuding a chill, and Mu Yan spat out two words viciously: "Explain."

Pulling back her hand forcefully, Song Qing raised her eyebrows to look at him, with a cold smile on her lips, "What do you want me to explain? If it's this photo, it's indeed real."

"You really climbed into Mu Yan's bed?" Mu Yan was furious, but just after he finished speaking, Song Qing retorted loudly: "No! You can insult me, but you can't insult Brother Yan!"

"Brother Yan? That's really affectionate! Is that what you called him in private?" Mu Yan felt like a fire was burning in his heart, burning him completely without reason, and he just wanted to destroy everything.

He even searched desperately in his memory, but found that in the past seven years, every time Song Qing mentioned Mu Yan in front of him, she always called him "Mr. Mu" like everyone else.

It turned out that everything was a disguise!

The anger burned him so much that he lost his usual calmness and demeanor, Mu Yan yelled at Song Qing: "You tell me clearly now, what's going on with you and Mu Yan?"

But in the face of the man's outrageous anger, Song Qing showed no fear, he even took a decisive attitude, "Okay, since you want to know, I'll tell you."

The story of Song Qing and Mu Yan is not complicated.

Song Qing was born in a rural area near Longcheng. Her parents lived by working part-time and lived in poverty.When he was five years old, Song's father was hit by a car on his way home from get off work.Orphans and widows depend on each other, so Song's mother can only wander around working hard at various construction sites.

Fortunately, Song Qing was smart and sensible since she was a child, and her academic performance has always been at the top level in the school.After he was admitted to Longcheng No. [-] Middle School, the best high school in Longcheng, seeing that the college entrance examination is coming soon, Song Qing is expected to be admitted to a good university. At this time, Song's mother was hit on the head by a falling machine because of a construction site worker's careless loading and unloading of the machine. , died on the spot.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, Song Qing lost her only relative. At that time, Song Qing felt that the sky was falling, and she was not in the mood to read, so she applied to drop out of school several times.Such a top student who hit the first-class universities in China, the teachers of the school naturally couldn't watch him ruin his future.Every time, she tried hard to persuade him, but this time, Song Qing was called to the office by the class teacher, and when she was accepting the other party's painstaking persuasion, she happened to run into Mu Yan who had returned to her alma mater to donate money.

Mu Yan took over Hongda at that time and was a well-known young entrepreneur in Dragon City.He donated money to build a building for his alma mater, and the principal and his party led him around, just in time for this scene.

When Mu Yan asked casually, the teacher told about Song Qing.Hearing that a top student was going to drop out of school because his parents died and his family was poor, he expressed on the spot that he was willing to contribute money for Song Qing to continue her studies, as long as he wanted to study, even if he got a Ph.D.

It's a pity that Song Qing at that time was all hopeless, and he didn't want to receive such kindness at all.But how can a student have the right to speak?The headmaster was overjoyed and directly made decisions for him to thank Mu Yan.

Just when everyone thought that Song Qing's problem had been solved, one Sunday before dawn, Song Qing ran to the bank of Longcheng River by herself, sat there for several hours, and finally jumped—

The student wearing the uniform of Longcheng No. [-] Middle School fell into the sea, and many people surrounded him to help save him.Coincidentally, Mu Yan happened to ask a friend to go fishing on this day.As soon as I got out of the car, I saw from a distance a group of old men and women who had morning exercise gathered together, and some people kept shouting "save people".

Without even thinking about it, Mu Yan asked the driver to help.Fortunately, the driver was young, strong and familiar with water, and he was picked up soon after entering the water.

When the driver turned the person over, Mu Yan discovered that the drowning person turned out to be a top student whom he sponsored not long ago.He immediately rejected his friend's appointment and took him to the hospital for treatment.

Young people always think that death is very simple. Song Qing experienced a real near-death experience in the sea, and she finally came to her senses.Coupled with Mu Yan's encouragement to him, he returned to the classroom and worked hard to prepare for the college entrance examination.

For this life-saving benefactor, Song Qing has quietly enshrined him on the altar in her heart, and worshiped him.Even when he chose to volunteer, he chose finance without thinking about it.

Four years later, after graduating from University A, the top institution of higher learning in Huaguo, Song Qing rejected offers from many famous foreign companies and chose Hongda wholeheartedly.

After entering Hongda, he was quickly appreciated by Mu Yan with his excellent academic qualifications and strong ability.Even Mu Yan broke the rules and promoted him to be his personal secretary, almost training him to be his right-hand man.

In Mu Yan's view, Song Qing is like a willow branch he planted unintentionally.After a few degrees of spring breeze, the small willow branches grow into tough willow trees, becoming a beautiful scenery.

He appreciates and trusts this junior, and is determined to cultivate him well.It's just that he didn't expect that these eyes, which were always looking up at him, revealed deep love when he turned his head.

"Yes, I love him." When talking about Mu Yan, Song Qing's originally indifferent eyes softened instantly, "No one has ever treated me so well like him. Without him, I would have no money to continue studying, and even I would drown Died at the bottom of the sea."

Hearing all this, Mu Yan only felt it was ridiculous, "It's just a small favor, you just—"

"If it was you that day, would you save me?" Song Qing interrupted him mercilessly, her tone became cold, "Mu Yan, if it were you, you must have paid for the school to build a building for The media called in the hype. You pay attention to a student who wants to drop out?"

"If it were you, you wouldn't even want to save people, because it's too troublesome!"

Taking off the disguise, Song Qing was sharp and sharp at the moment, and every word and every word pierced Mu Yan's heart. "Mu Yan, why do you say that brother Yan gave me a small favor? Let me tell you, without him, I wouldn't be standing in front of you today."

"Okay, very good." Mu Yan smiled angrily, with bloodthirsty desire in his eyes, "Do you pretend to show me your usual docile appearance?"

Throwing the man onto the sofa suddenly, the man tightly locked the fair and slightly thin neck with one hand, as if it could be broken with a little force.

In fact, Mu Yan is now trying his best not to let Song Qing die, "Since you love Mu Yan so much, why don't you go with him after he dies? You still pretend to be loyal and follow me? Finally crawl In my bed?"

"Song Qing, being a bitch requires a bit of professional ethics. Don't you feel sick when you're being fucked by me while thinking about my dead brother?"

The neck was tightly stuck, and Song Qing's whole face was flushed, but he did not struggle, but tried his best, and in a fragmented voice, he said intermittently: "When... it was... it was you who forced it| mine……"

Their first time was when Mu Yan took advantage of Song Qing's drunkenness and half-forced it.

Mu Yan obviously also recalled that night, his face turned green and pale.

"If... If it wasn't for Brother Yan... Brother Yan called me before he died, told me to help you... I don't know how to be your secretary at all..."

Song Qing's words are like the last thread, connecting all the unreasonable things that he deliberately ignored, forming a perfect logical closed loop.

That's right, Mu Yan also thought about it at the beginning, Song Qing didn't have friendship with him, why should an ordinary subordinate work hard for him without sleep and food, regardless of rewards?

Thinking of this, a more terrifying guess suddenly came to mind.Even Mu Yan didn't realize it, his lips trembled slightly, and the words he said were a little pitiful.

"Song Qing, you... tell me, what do you think of me?"

Song Qing's pupils reflected his appearance, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if reading out the verdict word by word:

"To tell you the truth, every time I go to bed, I treat you as brother Yan. Otherwise... I will feel sick. "