Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

During the lunch break that day, Mu Mian once again opened the chat interface with the intermediary. The last time I contacted the intermediary was a week ago. After waiting for another week, Mu Mian completely lost his patience.

He couldn't help but tapped the keyboard again.

Mu Mian: [Hello, is there any news? 】

1 Online all day, Mu Mian’s message was posted, and after only more than forty seconds, the message was restored.

1: [This matter is difficult to handle, we have never found a suitable heart, I think, I should return the deposit to you. 】Mu Mian had expected this result a long time ago, but when he really saw 1’s reply, he was still heartbroken.

Mu Mian was unwilling to lose the last clear road like this, he humbledly asked the other party: [Sir, is there no other way? 】

1: [What can be done? Can't kill people! 】

Mu Mian narrowed his eyes.

For Mu Qiu, he really dared to kill.

Mu Mian was a little absent-minded at work in the afternoon, and he packed his things and went home as soon as he was off work. Du Tingting went out for a walk, only Aunt Zhang at home. Mu Mian urged Aunt Zhang: "Make a pig's trotters with soy sauce tonight. Both mothers and daughters love to eat.

"Good sir."

Seeing that Mu Mian was about to go upstairs, Aunt Zhang said to him with some worry: "Mister, Miss is back this afternoon."

Last night, Mu Qiu sent a text message saying he wanted to gather with friends, but he didn't come back that night. The daughter has always been very well-behaved, and Mu Mian never doubted that Mu Qiu would lie. Hearing Aunt Zhang said that Mu Qiu was back, Mu Mian did not worry about it.

Aunt Zhang said: "Miss's mental condition is not quite right. When she came back, her eyes were a little red and swollen. She should have cried."

"Cried?"

Mu Mian frowned and said, "I see." So he went upstairs.

He knocked on Mu Qiu's door, and opened the door without waiting for Mu Qiu's consent and walked in.

Mu Qiu didn't sleep, she was watching a movie, watching the Korean movie "The Eraser in My Mind". While watching, Mu Qiu wiped his tears and nose with a tissue, looking nervous.

Mu Mian turned off her iPad directly.

Mu Qiu raised a pair of red eyes and silently protested against Mu Mian's domineering behavior.

Mu Mian said, "Today, the people over there returned news to me."

Hearing this, Mu Qiu's pupils trembled slightly.

"The results of it?"

In the gaze that Mu Qiu expected, Mu Mian shook his head unbearably. Upon seeing this, Mu Qiu's eyes dimmed instantly, gray and lifeless. "So..."

Mu Qiu smiled bitterly and comforted himself: "It's okay, Dad, don't feel guilty, you have done too much for me."

Mu Mian was not comforted.

Looking at her daughter's young and beautiful face, Mu Mian was heartbroken. "Autumn, my father can't protect you this time." After speaking, Mu Mian cried. He held his forehead with one hand, his nose and tears fell on his thigh pants.

"Autumn, father is incompetent and can't protect you..."

"Dad is useless..."

The tears of the middle-aged man hurt Mu Qiu's heart.

Mu Qiu hugged his father's shoulders tightly, crying and telling him: "Dad, you are the best father in the world. I am very satisfied to be able to tell my parents before leaving."

Compared to those who died in a hurry before saying goodbye, Mu Qiu was already very lucky.

It is good for Mu Qiu to think this way, but Mu Mian can't accept such a result. "You are my baby, and my father is reluctant to leave."

"Dad, don't do this, I feel bad for you..."

The father and daughter hugged each other, crying desperately.

At dinner in the evening, the father and daughter did not talk about it tacitly, and both pretended to be relaxed. Du Tingting didn't notice the secret between the father and daughter. She told Mu Mian, "Song Ci called me today."

"She?" Mu Mian didn't want to mention Song Ci, so he didn't ask much. After hearing this, Mu Qiu asked with concern: "Is my sister having fun in Austria?"

"Of course she had fun, but she was very worried about Song Fei."

"Song Fei?" Mu Qiu asked, "What happened to Song Fei? Didn't she wake up? My sister is still worried about Song Fei's doing?"

Mu Mian also looked at Du Tingting, also somewhat curious.

"You don't know." Du Tingting told them: "Song Fei, the child, went to Congo, saying he was going to study the virus there." Du Tingting shook her head and said with emotion: "I heard that the place in Congo is very chaotic. , Song Fei went over there, Song Ci was naturally uneasy."

Mu Mian snorted coldly, saying without any sympathy: "If something really happened, she deserved it. Knowing the danger there, what else to do!"

Mu Qiu curled his eyebrows, a little worried about Song Fei's situation. "I also heard about the political chaos in the Congo. A few days ago, I saw the news saying that there was a riot there and people died. If something happens to Song Feizhen, what should I do..."

Hearing this, Mu Mian stopped eating, staring at the pot of soup in front of him, and walked away.

Song Fei is an opinionated person, and Du Tingting doesn't want to say more about her. Thinking of another thing, Du Tingting held Mu Mian's hand and said to him: "It will be the father-in-law's death in two days. I will not accompany you to worship him this year."

Mu Mian's father was a drunkard. When he graduated from Mu Mian University, he fell into a river because he became drunk and fell into a river. When the body was found, the body was already showing a giant view.

After his death, Father Mu was cremated, his ashes were not buried, and he was directly placed in the Anxi Hall.

Du Tingting is a little superstitious, she is pregnant, she doesn't want to go to the dark place like Anxitang. Mu Mian naturally had no objection. He said, "You won't go to that kind of place when you are pregnant. Just cultivate well at home."

"Ok."

Mu Mian asked Mu Qiu again: "Where are you? Come with me?"

Mu Qiu shook his head, "I'm not going either." Anyway, it won't be long before I will meet my grandfather underground, so I don't want to run.

"Then I will go alone."

...

The next day, Mu Mian got up in the morning bed. He changed into a pure black suit and drove to the Anxi Hall alone to pay homage to his dead father.

On the way, he stopped in front of a small shop and bought a bottle of Erguotou. Mu Mian's father was called Mu Congjun, and he was an alcoholic. Mu Mian came to visit his father, did not bring anything else, only provided him with a small bottle of wine.

Mu Mian took out the Erguotou he brought last year, put it in a small bag, and put the newly bought wine next to the urn.

Staring at the photo of his father on the ashes, Mu Mian's eyes did not miss or sigh, and some were just indifference and mockery. "Dad, Erguotou, you'd better take this bite, I brought you."

When he spoke, a sneerful smile rose from his mouth. "Every time you get drunk, you beat my mother, and then she can no longer stand the days of being bullied and hangs herself. I have always wanted to ask you, you woke up that morning and saw the dead hanging on your door. Wife, have you ever regretted for even a second?"