Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

During the lunch break that day, Mu Mian opened the chat interface with the intermediary again. 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 hit the keyboard again.

Mu Mian: [Hello, do you have any news? 】

1 Being online all day, Mu Mian's message was sent, and after waiting for more than 40 seconds, he replied to the convenience.

1: [This matter is difficult to handle, we have not found a suitable heart, I think, I should return the deposit to you. 】Mu Mian had long expected this result, but he was still heartbroken when he saw 1's reply.

Mu Mian was unwilling to lose the last clear path like this, and he humbly asked the other party for advice: [Sir, is there no other way? 】

1: [What can be done? Never kill people! 】

Mu Mian narrowed his eyes.

For Mu Qiu, he really dared to kill people.

Mu Mian was a little absent-minded when he went to get off work in the afternoon. As soon as he got off work, he packed up and went home. Du Tingting went out for a walk, there was only Aunt Zhang at home. Mu Mian instructed Aunt Zhang: "Let's make pork trotters in sauce at night, both mother and daughter love to eat it."

"Ok sir."

Seeing that Mu Mian was going to go upstairs, Aunt Zhang said to him worriedly, "Sir, Miss is back in the afternoon."

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

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

"Cried?"

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

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

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

Mu Mian turned off her ipad directly.

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

Mu Mian said: "Today, the people over there replied to me."

Hearing this, Mu Qiu's pupils trembled slightly.

"The results of it?"

Under Mu Qiu's expectant gaze, Mu Mian shook his head reluctantly. Seeing this, Mu Qiu's eyes dimmed instantly, gray and lifeless. "That's it"

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

Mu Mian was not comforted.

Looking at her daughter's young and beautiful face, Mu Mian's heart ached like a knife. "Qiu'er, Dad can't protect you this time." After speaking, Mu Mian cried. He put one hand on his forehead, and his snot and tears fell on his trousers.

"Autumn, Dad is incompetent and can't protect you"

"Dad is useless"

The middle-aged man's tears burned Mu Qiu's heart.

Mu Qiu hugged his father's shoulders tightly, crying and saying to him, "Dad, you are the best father in the world. I am very satisfied to say goodbye to my father and mother before leaving."

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

It was a good thing that Mu Qiu could think this way, but Mu Mian could not accept such a result. "You are my darling, my father is reluctant to let you go."

"Dad, don't be like this, I feel bad when you are like this"

The father and daughter hugged each other and cried in despair.

During dinner in the evening, the father and daughter tacitly didn't talk about this matter, they 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 more, so he didn't ask any more. But after Mu Qiu heard this, he asked with concern, "Did my sister have a good time in Austria?"

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

"Song Fei?" Mu Qiu asked, "What happened to Song Fei? Isn't she awake? My sister is still worried about what Song Fei is doing?"

Mu Mian also looked at Du Tingting, also a little curious.

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

Mu Mian snorted coldly and said without any sympathy: "If something really happens, she deserves it herself. She knows the danger over there, so what else is she going to do!"

Mu Qiu frowned, worried about Song Fei's situation. "I also heard about the political chaos in the Congo. A few days ago, I read the news that there was a riot there and people died. If something happened to Song Fei, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Mu Mian stopped eating, stared 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 took Mu Mian's hand and said to him, "In two days, it will be Father-in-law's death anniversary. I won't accompany you to worship him this year."

Mu Mian's father was an alcoholic. In the year Mu Mian graduated from university, he fell into the river because of drunkenness and became crazy. When the body was found, the corpse had already shown the concept of a giant.

After his death, Father Mu was cremated, and the ashes were not buried, but were placed directly in the rest hall.

Du Tingting was a little superstitious. She was pregnant, and she didn't want to go to a place with heavy qi like the resting hall. Mu Mian naturally had no objection, he said, "You don't go to that kind of place when you are pregnant, just cultivate well at home."

"Um."

Mu Mian asked Mu Qiu again: "What about you? Are you going with me?"

Mu Qiu shook his head, "I'm not going either." Anyway, he was going to meet his grandfather underground soon, so he didn't bother to run.

"Then I'll go alone."

The next day, Mu Mian got up early, put on a pure black suit, and drove to the resting hall alone to pay homage to his deceased father.

On the way, he stopped in front of a small shop and bought a bottle of Erguotou. Mu Mian's father, named Mu Congjun, was an alcoholic during his lifetime. When Mu Mian came to visit his father, he brought nothing but a small bottle of wine for him.

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

Staring at his father's photo on the urn, Mu Mian's eyes didn't miss him, he didn't feel any emotion, but he was just indifferent and mocking. "Dad, Erguotou, you'd better have this one, I brought it to you."

As he spoke, a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "Every time you get drunk, you beat my mother, and then she couldn't stand the bullying anymore and hanged herself. I always wanted to ask you, you woke up that morning and saw the dead hanging on your door. Wife, have you ever regretted even a second?"