Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

Only Yan Qingruo and Chu Mu were left in the huge house.In Chu Mu's room, the two sat opposite each other, and their faces were not friendly.

"Ruoruo, you really have a cruel heart." Chu Mu raised an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, mocking Yan Qingruo as well as himself.

Yan Qingruo had already turned a blind eye to this kind of taunting, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a smile that was the most common in the past, coquettish but mixed with some innocence.

"Chu Mu, you should examine yourself first before talking about me." Yan Qingruo's voice was always lazy, like a cat just waking up, "Since you are the same, what right do you have to accuse me? "

The harmonious conversation between the two did not exceed a few sentences, and the atmosphere was so awkward that there was no room for any progress in just a few back and forth, which was quite ironic.

Chu Mu didn't have the desire to quarrel with Yan Qingruo, he looked down at his palm, clenched it and let it go, letting his nails leave a mark on it.

Yan Qingruo looked at his actions rather indifferently, suddenly laughed again, and said lightly, "Why, you don't bother to talk to me?"

"They all got up from the mire, why should they pretend to be noble?" Yan Qingruo pressed her hand bones, "You just have a gilded identity, but it's useless."

It was very lonely to sing a one-man show alone, no one came to answer and Yan Qing stayed silent, rubbing her palm, repeating.

No one cared about Yan Zhixin's situation. Yan Qingruo was fiddled with her phone here, while Chu Mu looked up from time to time to see her inviolable face.

Time ticked by, and the night was dark, and the two of them sat together for an entire afternoon, quietly.

Chu Mu got up and bent his arms, thinking about going downstairs to get some food, and was about to talk to Yan Qingruo, when she got some food from her cell phone.

"Hey, it's me." Yan Qingruo's complexion was as usual, but there was some joy in Bao Liang's eyes, Chu Mu gritted his teeth, he was indeed jealous.

Yan Qingruo didn't take his emotions into consideration, and continued to talk into the phone: "I'll be home soon, I have something to do at the Chu family now... don't send someone to pick me up, I'm not as precious as a porcelain doll, um Well, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qingruo's expression suddenly brightened, with some uncontrollable joy, which made Chu Mu feel uncomfortable, but she couldn't speak out.

"Whose phone number?" Chu Mu asked out of nowhere, and suddenly felt talkative after saying it, but he couldn't take back what he said.

Yan Qingruo's expression was calm, she stood upright in the same place, while calmly putting all her things into the handbag, and on the other hand replied: "You should be able to guess that it is Li Shaolin's."

"He told you to go back?" Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, looking at Yan Qingruo's attitude, he felt so trapped in his heart that he almost didn't suffocate him.

"I want to go back myself." Yan Qingruo casually put all the responsibility on herself, "He just called to ask me if I'm home yet."

Do you take me for a deaf person?Chu Mu wanted to grab Yan Qingruo's clothes and question him fiercely, but his words stopped when he got to his mouth, and he couldn't hold back anything.

Yan Qingruo was already used to the way the two of them got along with each other, so she put back all the things she had taken out and used, and the last zipper was already ready to leave.

Chu Mu didn't know if it was his forehead or something else, he suddenly got up and stood in front of his room door, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Chu Mu, what are you doing?" Yan Qingruo held her handbag and looked at Chu Mu standing in front of her, her expression changing rapidly.

"I..." Chu Mu has never been good at making excuses, and seeing Yan Qingruo's deep eyes lingering around the most common sweet words, she couldn't help feeling a little stuck.

Yan Qingruo wanted to go forward, but Chu Mu stood in front of her, and going straight ahead was nothing more than risking a bump into the front of the car. If she hit it, let's not say anything else, the embarrassment alone is enough to drink pot.

After waiting for a long time, the two were still in the same posture. Yan Qingruo didn't have much patience, so she said bluntly: "Chu Mu, get out of the way."

Her tone was very fierce, with the usual sarcasm, Chu Mu's brain became hot and he knew that he had lost his composure, and lowered his eyes: "Stop contacting Li Shaolin."

"What's none of your business?" Yan Qingruo didn't give him the slightest bit of face, watching him leave in front of her without much joy on her face.

It was past eight o'clock when I got home, Yan Qingruo threw her handbag aside, opened her laptop and received a regular video chat message without any surprise.

The caller was Yan Nuonuo, that little guy who was far away from abroad.Thinking about it, Yan Qingruo suddenly smiled again, and pressed the answer button.

Domestic and foreign countries are not the same. Although Switzerland and China are not far apart, there is a time difference of nearly ten hours. Now it seems that Yan Nuowuo should have just woken up.

"Long time no see, Nuo Nuo, do you miss your mother?" Yan Qingruo smiled purely, without the slightest mix of the perfunctory smile she used to have for entertainment.

Yan Nuonuo just woke up very refreshed, lying in front of the computer and rubbing her eyes, she took out a card from somewhere and put it in her hand to play with.

"Nuonuo misses mother very much." Yan Nunuuo replied half coquettishly, he opened the card with a whimper, and there were beautiful cursive pen characters written inside, "Aunt Wei taught me to write, she has been busy these days I can't even see you face to face."

Yan Nuonuo seemed to be complaining that Wei Linnan was too busy to take care of himself, and could hang a good oil pot with his mouth closed, which shows that he was really wronged.

Yan Qingruo hasn't seen Yan Nunuuo hugging her and acting like a baby for a long time, the smile on her face is shallow but just right: "Then Nunuuo must be obedient and obedient."

"Nuonuo knows." Yan Nunuo replied very obediently, "Only when Nuonuo behaves, father will see me, right?"

"Nuonuo, you may have misunderstood." Yan Qingruo's face changed rapidly, and she quickly waved her hand at the camera to express her disapproval.

Unexpectedly, Yan Nunuo became even more serious: "Then where is Dad? Why doesn't Mom let me see Dad?"

The child's cry was full of milk, Yan Qingruo suddenly remembered that Yan Nunuuo was only a few years old, and his psychology was not as invincible as he showed.

There was a little helplessness on Yan Qingruo's face, but in the end it all turned into deep pity. She tried her best to put on a smile to make herself look more amiable.

"Nuonuo's matter about my father is my fault." Yan Qingruo's face was a little dignified, and she couldn't bring up any strange smile, "Some things are still young, so you don't need to know. Mommy, can I tell you again?"

Yan Nuonuo obediently agreed, probably looking forward to the so-called growing up, her curved thin lips raised a beautiful arc: "Then we've made a deal, dear baby, and we have to deal with the internal issues." Things come to Switzerland with me earlier, I'm bored."

Yan Qingruo smiled and agreed yes, and continued to be gentle with Yan Nunuo for a while, then hung up the phone, her face lost in thought again.

"Hello, Shaolin?" Yan Qingruo dialed the phone, her eyes were covered by a shadow, "I'm home."

Li Shaolin happened to be in the office, he turned his swivel chair to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the neon lights below, as if he was in the Nine Heavens.

He shook his head, then smiled and said, "It's fine when we arrive. If Qingruo calls me at night, it should be more than just giving me a report, right?"

"Indeed." Yan Qingruo nodded solemnly, not planning to be polite with Li Shaolin, "I think I still need to avenge that revenge myself."

Li Shaolin frowned indistinctly, and wanted to tell her that he could do those things, but he couldn't say it out loud.

"I see." Li Shaolin replied with a slow voice, "If you need anything, just call me, I'm here 24 hours a day."

Yan Qingruo bit her lower lip and remained silent, her complexion was slightly gloomy but also had some faint brilliance, a variety of emotions were mixed together, making it difficult to identify.

A pair of bare hands rested on the end button, hesitating, she lowered her eyes and finally did not press it, holding the phone and continuing: "One more thing."

"Let's talk." Li Shaolin readily agreed, and tightened his hand holding the armrest of the chair, listening to Yan Qingruo's eloquence.

"Yan Zhixin may have taken action. I don't know exactly what it is, but most likely it has something to do with men." Yan Qingruo was extremely certain.

Li Shaolin's face was slightly surprised when he heard her words, he turned his head and remained silent, and only spoke again when he heard Yan Qingruo's impatient trill: "Isn't there someone in Yan Zhixin?"

"I don't know about this." Yan Qingruo said with a cold face, "I don't care so much and I don't want to care so much. I only asked you to help because she has some strange perfume smell on her body."

"What's the strange smell of perfume?" Li Shaolin raised his interest.

"This is a niche top-notch perfume. The price of RONK's is estimated to be around seven figures. I don't think a man like this will come into contact with Yan Zhixin, and Yan Zhixin will hook up with this kind of man."

Yan Qingruo's conditioning is very clear, and there are all the clues that should be there. Although there is not much concrete feeling, it is better than nothing.

Li Shaolin used the computer to convey the news to his own specialized organization, and at the same time his mouth was never idle: "Then, do you want to pause Chu Mu's actions for a while?"

"There is no way to stop this." Yan Qingruo immediately vetoed it, "The umbilical cord blood in the frozen scepter may save his life, but without this umbilical cord blood... Nuo Nuo's situation is uncertain."

If Yan Qing didn't tell everyone what she said, she probably wouldn't need to be urged if she knew something, and she had to dig out the rest little by little.

After Li Shaolin and Li Shaolin hung up the phone, Yan Qingruo sat alone in the room, watched some fog formed on the window, waved her fingers and wrote some words on it with a few strokes, and finally erased them all.