In the dim single room, Qin Muxue huddled in the corner with her arms folded in front of her.

In fact, she wasn't too scared.

She doesn't need to worry about things she hasn't done.

Presumably the accusation against her made Qin Muxue even more worried about Mei Lin's whereabouts.

Squeak.

The iron door opened, Qin Muxue subconsciously turned her head away and looked in the direction of the door.

Chu Tingxiao's tall figure appeared at the door with his back to the light.

Perhaps because the light was too strong, Qin Muxue could hardly see his face.

She raised her hand, covering it slightly in front of her eyes, leaned back, and waited until her eyes fully adapted to the light before she lowered her arm.

Chu Tingxiao still stood where he was, staring at Qin Muxue steadily, motionless.

Bureau Chen stood beside him with a slightly embarrassed smile.

He rubbed his hands and whispered to Chu Tingxiao: "Mr. Chu, I have taken a certain risk by letting you come in to see her. If you have anything to say, you must say it quickly."

"Thank you Bureau Chen."

Chu Tingxiao answered a few words casually and perfunctorily, and he had already stepped inside.#@$&

Seeing that he had no intention of paying attention to her, Bureau Chen closed the door with an awkward smile on his face and carefully exited.

The iron door closed again.

Silence returned to the room again.

Qin Muxue looked at Chu Tingxiao quietly.

He stood not far away, motionless, staring at her steadily.%&(&

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Tingxiao finally walked to the long table in the middle of the room.

He pulled out his chair and sat at the table, minding his own business.

Qin Muxue slowly retracted her gaze, and even looked away, not looking at him.

Seeing this, Chu Tingxiao coughed slightly in embarrassment.

He stared at Qin Muxue's side face and whispered: "What happened yesterday?"

Qin Muxue didn't even look at him: "Mr. Chu is busy with everything, and now we have to prepare for the marriage. Mr. Chu doesn't need to worry about me."

"Qin Muxue!" Chu Tingxiao's voice rose a bit, with some reproach in his words.

He stared at Qin Muxue dissatisfied: "How long has it been and you still want to vent your anger on me?"

Qin Muxue suddenly looked at Chu Tingxiao.

Their eyes collided.

Chu Tingxiao saw some blame and unwillingness in Qin Muxue's eyes.

He turned his head away subconsciously, not knowing how to face Qin Muxue.

Qin Muxue stood up and walked slowly to Chu Tingxiao.

She put one hand on the table and used her upper body to block Chu Tingxiao's sight.

Those almond-shaped eyes stared at Chu Tingxiao intently.

The two people's eyes collided, and Chu Tingxiao instinctively wanted to avoid Qin Muxue's gaze.

Qin Muxue snorted coldly: "Chu Tingxiao, how do you manage to be affectionate towards Xiaoqi while at the same time meddling in my business?"

She grabbed Chu Tingxiao's arm and without any explanation, pulled Chu Tingxiao up.

What surprised Qin Muxue was that Chu Tingxiao's body was so soft as to be weightless.

She just pulled gently, and Chu Tingxiao actually stood up.

Qin Muxue frowned slightly and looked at Chu Tingxiao with a bit of surprise.

The latter calmly took a step back, grabbed Qin Muxue's wrist, and pushed her hand away little by little.

Qin Muxue lowered her head slightly and looked at her wrist.

Chu Tingxiao's warmth still remains there.

In her impression, Chu Tingxiao's palms were always full of warmth, but just now, Chu Tingxiao's hands were so cold that they seemed to have no warmth at all.

Qin Muxue looked at Chu Tingxiao suddenly, her chin trembled slightly, and she asked carefully and tentatively: "Your hand?"

Before Qin Muxue could ask, Chu Tingxiao had already said coldly: "Although we have separated, you are still the mother of my child. I don't want my two children to be misunderstood as having a murderer's mother in the future.

"

Having said this, Chu Tingxiao's eyes gradually turned cold.

He stared at Qin Muxue steadily, without any emotional change in his eyes, as cold as a stone.

Seeing Chu Tingxiao's eyes like this, Qin Muxue's heart turned cold.

Qin Muxue's hand that was still in the air slowly retracted it.

She lowered her head slightly and lowered her eyes.

After a long while, Qin Muxue showed a self-deprecating smile: "Don't worry, even if you agree, I won't agree. They are also my children, how could I let them bear such a reputation?"

With that said, Qin Muxue turned her back to Chu Tingxiao.

Chu Tingxiao carefully looked at Qin Muxue's profile from the corner of his eye.

When he saw her calmly letting out a deep breath, Chu Tingxiao's heart suddenly clenched.

He tentatively reached out his hand, but his fingertips did not even touch Qin Muxue, who had already walked straight back to the corner of the room.

Before she turned around, Chu Tingxiao had already retracted her hand.

He pretended not to care and looked in the opposite direction.

"In that case, you'd better tell me what happened, and I can help you clear away the suspicion."

Qin Muxue huddled and sat down in the corner.

She crossed her arms in front of her and looked back at Chu Tingxiao.

After pondering for a few seconds, Qin Muxue told Chu Tingxiao exactly what happened yesterday.

"Merlin took the initiative to send you a text message?"

Qin Muxue nodded slightly: "But when I arrived, she was gone. As for why Ning Rui appeared so coincidentally, I don't know."

Chu Tingxiao frowned and moved his right hand gently on the table, making a rhythmic clicking sound from his fingers.

He clearly didn't do anything, but as long as he sat here, Qin Muxue's nervous mood gradually calmed down.

"You stay here well." After a long time, Chu Tingxiao whispered, "I will definitely take you out within three days."

With that said, Chu Tingxiao stood up and was about to leave.

"Chu Tingxiao." Qin Muxue stood up suddenly, stared at his back, her voice was choked, "You should also take care of yourself."

Chu Tingxiao turned his back to Qin Muxue.

His eyes were slightly locked, his hands hanging by his sides were tightly gathered together, veins appeared on the backs of his hands, and there was a cold sweat on his palms.

He did not answer Qin Muxue's words and strode out of the room.

As soon as he closed the door, Chu Tingxiao felt his feet go weak, and he leaned against the wall weakly, breathing heavily.

"Mr. Chu." Zhu Wu stepped forward quickly and carefully supported Chu Tingxiao.

Chu Tingxiao's palms were covered in cold sweat, but his body was as hot as if he had been thrown into a furnace.

He panted heavily, waved one hand feebly twice, looked back at Zhu Wu, and whispered: "Immediately arrange for people to search the mountain. No matter what, we must find Mei Lin."

"Yes. Mr. Chu. I want to take you back. Your..."

Before Zhu Wu could finish speaking, Chu Tingxiao continued: "Go and tell Ning Rui from DI that I will meet her at the company this afternoon."
Chapter completed!