C31 unknown folk disease

Du Xuefen's call caused an extremely intense reaction in Lin Qing's heart.

The look in Du Xuefen's noble and reserved eyes that was looking down at her coldly and condescendingly, as well as the white swan posture that Ye Qianyu had deliberately maintained while floating in her white skirt, suddenly appeared in his mind. Lin Qing sat inside the Maserati, seemingly closing her eyes and resting his mind, yet her heart was extremely chaotic.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes. "No, I want to go home."

Mu Xichen's hand stopped, and he said: "Hmm?"

Lin Qing looked at the man driving the car with that extremely cold and calm gaze.

"I, want to, go home." Squeezing out from between the teeth, resolute and decisive, pausing after each word.

"Don't worry, it won't be reported tomorrow."

Mu Xichen said indifferently as he saw through her thoughts.

"No!" Lin Qing was angered by his coldness. She glared at him, her eyes wide: "Mu Xichen, I'm not like you.

"Why is it different?" Mu Xichen remained calm as the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

"If it were to be reported tomorrow, you could still play your golf and drink your red wine as if nothing had happened. At most, it would be more interesting to talk about it to the people who had been paying attention to you. However, I am different. To a small fry like us, this sort of public opinion is equivalent to a calamity! A disaster! Do you understand? "

Tears flashed as Lin Qing shouted uncontrollably.

"Nothing's different."

Mu Xichen said calmly.

The calmer he was, the wilder Lin Qing became. He shook his head with all his might: "No, no, I want to go home, I want to go home!"

He was just like a little kid who couldn't control his temper … Glancing at the little girl's red face that looked restless in the mirror, an unnoticeable smile surfaced in the bottom of Mu Xichen's eyes.

"You look like this, how are you going to go home?" He glanced at her still swollen forehead.

The man finally let out a breath and no longer forced her to stay the night.

Lin Qing wiped her forehead with force, as if she could erase the traces with such force. She pouted her lips stubbornly.

In fact, that touch hurt like hell.

But she held back, afraid that the man would change his mind.

Even if her flesh was ripped apart, she would still dare to sprinkle salt on her wounds to indicate that it was not painful. Mu Xichen sighed softly, "Fine, I'll send you home."

Lin Qing panicked again: "No!"

Mu Xichen's face turned cold, and the car suddenly stopped: "Don't challenge my limit."

Allowing her to return home was already a way of getting away. Who knew that she would be so eager to get something out of it?

Lin Qing refused to budge an inch, "If you were to appear in front of my parents at this time, what would my parents think?

Look at her ability to connect the dots … Mu Xichen frowned: "You're thinking too much."

"I don't think much. It's just that you don't know the hardships of the people and think too little!" Lin Qing became excited again.

Only after using a lot of strength did he manage to suppress the anger in his chest. Mu Xichen opened the car door coldly: "Get out."

It's that simple? Done?

Faced with such a sudden relief, Lin Qing found it hard to believe.

With the feeling of finally escaping from the Infernal domain, she picked up her bag and got off the car without saying a word.

Martha Latty galloped away like a cheetah, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the night breeze, Lin Qing let out a long exhale. The feeling of landing back on the ground felt really good.

However, this feeling of relaxation didn't last for long before she started to panic … He waited and waited, but there were no taxis. He was too focused on quarreling that he didn't even notice where he was.

The street lamp was lonely as it turned her silhouette into a faint shadow on the road.

Lin Qing swayed back and forth in place, seeing that the taxi was hopeless, she walked forward for a long distance, observing the road as she walked. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer street lamps, she stopped in her tracks, not daring to go any further.

What the hell was this place, it was so remote!

As he chanted the incantation in his heart, he felt even more cold. Even the wound on his forehead began to ache unaccountably from the cold air's invasion.

It was still brighter in that spot.

Helpless, she steeled her heart and decided to call Xu Wanran. As she searched for her number in the contact list, she blamed herself in her heart: Today was a wedding night for someone else, but she just didn't deserve to be called for help.

Just as she was about to push it out, a car sped over and stopped abruptly beside her.

She raised her head in joy and saw the familiar car, as well as the depressed man's figure in the car window. The hope that had just risen returned to its original place in disappointment.

Mu Xichen returned.

How could he not fuss about it with her, and even lower his head and come back to pick her up? He was somewhat moved in his heart, but the stubborn Lin Qing bit his lips and turned to leave.

"Halt."

It was cold, but it carried an irresistible deterrence.

Lin Qing stopped and stood there stubbornly, not even turning her head back.

The car door opened and Mu Xichen walked over, locking her with a profound gaze.

"Did you know that there were no cars passing through this area?!" Lin Qing's back was turned towards him, full of resentment.

"Right." A light answer.

"You!" Lin Qing turned her head, her hand was pointing straight at him, she was so angry that she was at a loss for words.

This … Too … I couldn't think of the right word.

In any case, she felt that she had been fooled, but there was no other way out, so she had to obey.

"If you don't mind having another piece of news tomorrow, you can choose not to get on the bus." Mu Xichen's eyes turned to another direction as he spoke in an extremely cold tone.

Lin Qing was still thinking about what kind of news would come next, when he slowly said: "Hetian CEO Mu Xichen's new girlfriend has been killed on the road — —"

His eyes suddenly became panicky and he raised them to look at him.

He continued, "Naked, dead on the street, suspected of having been sexually assaulted."

"Alright, that's enough!"

Hearing that, Lin Qing who was shivering all over shouted and ran to the car, her heart was still thumping wildly inside the car.

Mu Xichen smiled in a place that she couldn't see, carrying a trace of craftiness. After he returned to the driver's seat, his face had regained its coldness.

"Take me home, you can put me down when you get to the entrance of the district. Don't show your face." Lin Qing rubbed his shoulders with both hands to keep himself warm. Although the interior of the car was very warm, but in the instant that the temperature changed, it became colder and colder.

Mu Xichen, who was helping her fasten her seat belt, stopped when the two of them were closest to each other.

"Then I'll get off!" Lin Qing pushed the door open again, looking as if he would rather die than leave the house.

Mu Xichen, who was deliberately teasing her in the first place, hurriedly said, "Alright."

"Also, I want to take a few days leave. We don't want to meet during these few days, so I'll hide first …" Lin Qing's body finally warmed up and she leaned her back against the chair.

"Alright …" Mu Xichen was extremely unwilling, but he still frowned and nodded.

The carriage was neither fast nor slow, and they finally arrived at a familiar section of the road. Lin Qing was about to point the way in extreme joy, but suddenly stopped when she turned right: "How did you know the way?"

Mu Xichen curled his lips, declining to comment. "Do you think that my marriage to you was a coincidence?"

This tone was not right. Lin Qing frowned, then raised her eyebrows and said sinisterly: "Speak, did you plan this beforehand?"

"With a chest and brain like yours, what's the point of planning?" Mu Xichen glanced at her chest from the corner of his eyes and followed the direction of his gaze. He hurriedly protected his chest with his hands as his face flushed red.

It seemed this way could block his gaze while concealing the fact that his chest was small.

In his heart, however, there was a certain coldness.

If he knew where her house was, what didn't he know? To him, however, she was covered in a veil of mist, making it difficult to see him clearly.

Originally, Lin Qing had even thought of pretending to go to her house to let him off and then secretly take a taxi back home. Seeing how familiar he was with the road, Lin Qing completely extinguished this little intelligence.

There were four entrances to the small district. Mu Xichen chose the one closest to her and let her out.

Lin Qing's mind was in a mess as she returned home, she did not know how to respond to his parents' questions, and the worries of being reported to his parents. After entering the house, she went straight to her room, refusing to come out no matter what his parents did.

"Qing Er, Qing Er, what's wrong?" Mother Lin knocked on the door worriedly.

"Mom, I'm tired. I want to sleep." Lin Qing replied with a muffled voice.

"Didn't you say that you won't be back today?" Mother Lin pressed his hand on the door and asked.

Eh, that's not right, when did she ever say that she wasn't going home?

Lin Qing muttered softly: "How strange, how can there be a mother who wishes for her daughter who has yet to leave the pavilion to stay out the night?"

"Qing Er, Qing Er, what are you saying? I can't hear you clearly, can you speak louder?" Mother Lin opened the door.

Lin Qing who was annoyed to the point of being impatient thought of Xize's strange move, and with a flash of inspiration, he opened her phone's ringtone and shouted: "Mom, my boyfriend is calling, I'm going to answer your call, it's getting late, hurry up and go to sleep!"

"Didn't you receive your pass? Why did you keep your boyfriend's death so close?" Mother Lin, who was originally worried about the couple's conflict, started nagging. However, her face revealed a happy expression, it was fine if the couple was fighting each other, but look, didn't they already call?

On the bed covered by the white bed bed, Lin Qing was lying on it, holding her phone.

He edited a short message, "Reporting, my lord. I have a sudden high fever and am feeling ill. Please allow me three days of special leave."

After sending the message, he threw it to the side bitterly. He hadn't taken a leave of absence for two years and even if he had caught a cold, he could still easily get on board.

Coco. The sound of raindrops entering water. Message notification sound.

She quickly picked up her phone. "Yes, go to bed."

How could the normally serious editor be so sarcastic? Lin Qing grinned.

Holding onto the phone, she looked at the screen that had gone dark, bit her lips, and pressed the button again. She found the number she had entered recently, and was moved for a few times, was Mu Xichen home yet?

He bit his lips until they turned white, but the number was still lying there and he still hadn't called it.

Just as he was in a daze, the sound of dripping water came out again. Lin Qing picked up her phone and a message popped into her view.

"Wife, I have safely returned home. Don't think about it, kiss me good night."

He was so surprised that he was about to jump up and down.

This was what she was waiting for!

Unexpectedly, Mu Xichen even knew what she was thinking about. His face was red, his eyes were shining, and he felt sweet in his heart.