It's cold. It's unbelievable. There's... Total fear.

Mujiutian knew for the first time that the air in winter was so cold. She crawled into her body along every pore of her body and penetrated into her bone marrow. She forced herself to restrain her voice: "this is what I asked you to send at three o'clock in the afternoon?"

The servant looked at her with puzzled eyes and nodded: "yes, you said you wanted to drink something sweet today, so I added half a portion of sugar to you."

"I told you myself?"

"Yes."

The brain is completely blank, and the whole person is in a state of emptiness and helplessness. If once she only thought that she had the precursor of split personality, now she can completely confirm it.

Until the end of the dinner, she was unable to respond.

With his back against the leather seat and dark eyes, anyone can see the complete ink color at a glance. Listening to the assistant in the front row, he reports to Wayne Jesse: "young master, Mr. Zhang Benzhe has been inquiring about the latest trend of Miss Zhang at the party today, and his intention is not clear."

Jesse didn't know what had happened, so she didn't pay attention to it: "send someone to pay attention."

"Yes, young master, and AI of the domestic Allen family..."

"The movement of Sheng Yi people should be accelerated." Mu Jiutian suddenly interrupted, apricot eyes in the dark light is particularly deep, side eyes look to Wayne Jesse, voice is very calm: "since I'm ready to go back with you, all things in the West District have to be solved, I don't want to procrastinate and think about the movement here."

"Well, don't worry." He reached out and touched mojiutian's small head. The person who was responsible for monitoring Shengyi people was sent by Jesse. He also knew the most about the specific process: "I will take care of the things from Shengyi people's side, attack Qi family with that document, and how to completely step on Qi Ruifeng from his present position. I will do it for you."

Then he stopped and frowned: "it's you. It's not right recently. Is something wrong?"

"No Mu Jiutian slowly kowtowed his eyes and shook his head, saying: "I'm ok, really."

In the last six months to a year, she didn't want them to know anything and save so many worries.

Anyway, for her, it's just a matter of closing her eyes.

Late at night.

The scene of explosion is repeated once again, and there is drowning despair and suffocation. Mujiutian feels as if she is on the scene, and her throat is severely strangled, and her hands are constantly struggling to scream.

"Ah..."

The moonlight flowing in like water, with the unique chill in winter, is projected onto the body to invade every pore, so cold that even the thick bedding can not stop it.

Gasping, fingertips shaking uncontrollably, she couldn't wake up from the nightmare for a long time.

Suddenly knock on the door, let her curl up body startled: "who?"

"Sweet little wine, it's me." Yalman's voice was tentative, hoarse and sexy. He knocked on the door again. "Are you uncomfortable? I hear something in your room. Can I go in?"

Forced to take a deep breath, Mu wine sweet nails ruthlessly buckle in the palm, whispered: "come in."

The sound of the door opening and closing is so faint that it can hardly be heard even in the middle of the night.

Yalman was wearing a nightgown. It can be seen that he came here in a hurry after hearing the news. His sleepy eyes were a little dim, and his frivolous face was a little more tender with digested ruffian Qi under the moonlight.

There is a desire to embrace her in the arms of the impulse, but curb, to see her face after fear: "nightmare?"

"Yes." Mujiutian nodded, but after yalman asked what dream he was dreaming, he just shook his head. His back slowly leaned to the head of the bed behind him. His white face still had a look of fear, but his dark eyes seemed to think of what kind of calm and firm: "when will your father come?"

"Are you going to meet him?"

"I've always been ready."

Mujiutian opened a pair of apricot eyes: "as I said, engagement with you and using Gu Shaoqing to target Liu Mengrong and Qi Ruifeng are two different things. Although I don't recognize Bartley, I believe in Jesse. Naturally, I also believe in you."

I believe everything he once said, and I also believe that even if there is no love in this marriage, she will take the responsibility of a wife.

Smell speech, yalman's joy is simply can't hide, long finger subconsciously will mojiu sweet cold plain white hands in the palm: "three days later, you see if you have time, ready to transfer a batch of goods from France, haven't been out of port, just let my father come with me.""Is that too hasty for uncle?"

"Of course not." "He always wanted to come and meet you, but he was afraid of delaying your business, so I refused to stop him. I'm afraid he'll be happier than me if he has the chance to meet his daughter-in-law. I'm not very clear about the engagement process in Xicheng District. I'll wait until tomorrow to ask someone, how do you like our engagement banquet to be held once in Xicheng District and once again after returning to France? "

Looking at the whole excited appearance of yalman, the thin eyelashes of mujiutian blinked, and his long hair was scattered behind him. It was clear that it was Tan, but it was dark: "OK, I'll listen to you."

It's a nightmarish night, but with the company of yalman, it's a night without dreams after sleeping again.

The next day, when Wayne Jesse watched Mu Jiutian and yalman walk down the stairs hand in hand, her originally handsome and gentle facial features suddenly cooled down. Her eyes rose from behind the table and called her name: "Jiutian, come here."

Then he pulled the obedient little woman behind him and looked at the face that he had known for many years but wanted to punch at the moment. His eyebrows were almost buried by the evil: "when did it happen?"

I don't know, but yaman knows what he means.

"Last night."

Low curse. Wayne Jesse thinks that it's because there are too few things happened recently for yalman to have the time to hook up with his sister. So in the name of his future brother-in-law, he puts all his work on him.

And I

"Sweet wine, what are you going to buy?"

Accompanied her into the mall, but not straight to the women's Department, but turned to the side of the wine and tobacco area.

As he spoke, mojiutian was comparing two boxes of cigars. After smelling the smell of tobacco, he raised his face and gradually covered his eyes with a thin layer of light under the light. When he looked at it, his heart softened: "to yalman's father, they don't all like cigars, but I don't know which one is better. Please help me choose."