"What's your name? What's your background?" The man frowned impatiently.
"His name is...Qin Qiaotian"
"Qin Qiaotian?" This familiar name caused the man in the darkness to sink his voice. He pondered thoughtfully for a while before speaking lightly, "Since it's difficult to deal with him, let's think of a way to lure him away."
Go abroad..." and get rid of him!
Only half of the words were spoken, and they already understood each other
This is not the first time he has ordered such "handling". His subordinates have already had such a cold and bloody tacit understanding with him: as long as they are difficult to deal with, as long as they are people who cannot be removed openly and honestly in the political arena, they will be led abroad.
Create an accident...
"I understand." The subordinate nodded solemnly, led the door and walked out, leaving him alone in the room. The bloodthirsty factor filled the entire small room...
And in Moscow, in the European Villa, the stalemate is still going on——
When Qin Muyuan asked "Why do you call me Mr. Qin?", Tong Yao stared at him for a long time without answering. His eyes were aggrieved, hesitant, and lonely, but in the end he could not hold back an answer...
If she wasn't really sad and disappointed, she wouldn't have treated him so indifferently at the airport!
But in the end, she still had to remind herself: she was not even qualified to be sad and disappointed!
"Alas..." The loneliness in her eyes touched his nerves. Qin Muyuan sighed softly and was defeated: he suddenly felt that such questioning was meaningless!
As he drank more and was exhausted from a sleepless night, his head began to feel a little swollen and painful, and he no longer had the energy to argue with her on this issue...
She doesn't understand how he feels
"Forget it, go and wash your face." He released his hold on her and touched her cheek lightly with his cold fingertips, "I didn't ask you to do anything..."
He didn't let her do anything, so what's there to feel aggrieved about?
After saying that, he stood up. Before his emotions exploded, he forced his reason and pulled away. Just as he took a step, he felt the hem of his shirt being pulled tightly by her little hands——
When he turned around, she reached out and held him
"What's wrong?" He raised his eyebrows and stopped.
Tong Yao didn't speak immediately, but lowered her head and bit her lower lip, instinctively grabbing his sleeve to prevent him from leaving - she had a hunch: if she let him go at this time, she might have to go through it again
Three years without him...
Even, more years
In such a depressing and confrontational atmosphere, Qin Muyuan pursed his thin lips in displeasure: He has always been a resolute person, but when it came to her matter, he had been "backlogged" for a long time and could never solve it well.
If she really doesn't understand anything...
Is this the time to cut the knot quickly?
"Is there anything else?" He spoke first, his calm and clear voice reaching her eardrums word by word, "I'm going out, Miss Tong."
Miss Tong?
This sudden title caught Tong Yao off guard. He was stunned and all the color drained from his face - he actually called her Miss Tong?!
This strange and polite name immediately separated them from each other by a long distance...
It was at that moment that she suddenly began to reflect: How would he feel when she called him Mr. Qin?
She seemed to suddenly understand something
Tong Yao bit his lower lip and finally muttered pitifully: "Don't do this to me... okay?"
She knew it was wrong to call him "Mr. Qin", so she shouldn't retaliate like this, okay?
"Tong Yao..." Qin Muyuan murmured helplessly
She can always stir up his gentle string easily
"Don't be like this!" She leaned closer to him, opened her arms and hugged his waist tightly from behind, and pressed her whole face against his back, "I will be very sensible, I have already decided
I want to go back to my country and decide to give up..."
Why add insult to injury at this time?
"What are you giving up?" Qin Muyuan's body stiffened, and strong hope suddenly surged in his heart.
However, when he asked, he vaguely felt a little wetness on his back, and his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by two beats. He couldn't bear it: Is she crying again?
"Brother-in-law, I give up on you," she finally cried out, and more tears rubbed onto his high-end shirt, revealing all her grievances and decisions, "No matter how much I like you, I promise that I will be very understanding...
Uncle, I give up on you"
Her words, her childish and simple way of expression, made Qin Muyuan feel like ice and fire - she said she liked him, and a layer of ecstasy suddenly surged in his heart, and then it was extinguished again, she said she wanted to give up on him
He finally removed the small hands wrapped around his waist, turned around, held her shoulders and leaned down. He saw the depths of her eyes, puzzled and unwilling to ask: "Why should you give up?"