Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingyuan got out of the passenger seat of his car. Before the car stopped, he saw Jian Zhinian, who was eagerly waiting for his turn, at the gate of an unnamed residential complex.

In the hug after the disaster, both of them used their greatest strength.

Jian Zhinian checked Mu Qingyuan from head to toe and found that he was not injured at all. Only then did he feel relieved.

"Qingyuan, you scared me to death!"

Jian Zhinian's face was still pale.

Although Mu Qingyuan did not suffer any external injuries, his complexion seemed to be very bad. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, his breathing was still rapid, and even his lips were a little purple.

Jian Zhinian's heart, which had just been at ease, began to rise again, remembering that Jiang Shaoqing had mentioned that Mu Qingyuan had suffered a cardiac arrest. He raised his hand and covered Mu Qingyuan's heart, which was beating abnormally, and he immediately became anxious.

"Qingyuan, your heart rhythm isn't right, let's go to the hospital!"

Mu Qingyuan grabbed his hand and said, "I took medicine on the way here. It's okay, Zhizhi, I want to go home."

"Are you really okay?" Jian Zhinian saw the determination in his eyes.

Mu Qingyuan shook his head and said, "It's okay. There is a doctor among the special police accompanying us. You can ask him."

Jian Zhinian was worried and really went forward to ask.

"Mr. Mu has just experienced a life-or-death race, and his heart rhythm is a little abnormal. He has just taken medicine, and it is under control. It would be better for him to go home and rest early."

"However, Mr. Mu does have some heart problems, so it's best to take some time to get him checked out."

Mu Qingyuan immediately said: "Zhizhi, you drive, go home tonight, and I will go to the hospital tomorrow, okay?"

Jian Zhinian nodded reluctantly and got in the car.

The special police escorted them all the way to the residential area and the two went upstairs.

While Jian Zhinian was taking a shower, Mu Qingyuan made a phone call.

In the early morning, he called Song Simin.

The person on the other end was probably fast asleep. It took a while for the call to be connected and his voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up.

"Mr. Mu, what's the matter?"

Song Simin's voice was unusually calm and serious, and when he uttered the last word, he was already very sober.

Late-night phone calls are always thrilling and urgent.

She didn't think that Mu Qingyuan would call her in the middle of the night without something important.

Mu Qingyuan didn't waste any words and said directly: "If I'm not mistaken, your cousin Song Liangjie was instigated to join a spy organization while he was abroad, and just now, the organization tried to cause a car accident and murder Jian Zhinian!"

"What?" Song Simin was shocked.

Mu Qingyuan continued, "We are fine now, but the Ministry of State Security has definitely intervened. If you, or even the Song family, are not related, or still want to go far in politics, you must make a decision."

"Ms. Song, thank you for helping Jian Zhinian without any intention of repaying the favor."

Mu Qingyuan hung up the phone.

This was his way of repaying Song Simin.

He also knew that someone like Song Simin would be able to figure it out easily.

The cause of the past is the effect of today.

The cause and effect have been resolved, and Jian Zhinian doesn't owe her anything from now on...

……

After a night of tossing and turning, Mu Qingyuan took a simple shower and lay on the bed. His complexion looked better, but he looked a little tired.

Jian Zhinian accompanied him quietly and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

Mu Qingyuan held the man in his arms and said, "Well, don't worry."

Perhaps because he was too tired, his brain quickly entered a resting state after the stimulation, and Mu Qingyuan fell asleep quickly.

His breathing was steady, and under the dim night light, his face gradually turned rosy.

Jian Zhinian didn't dare to close his eyes. He observed secretly for a long time before his eyelids slowly closed and he fell asleep.

After the thrill, everything returned to calm.

The next morning, after they got up and washed up, Jian Zhinian took Mu Qingyuan to Xicheng Hospital.

He asked Luo Jiushuai in advance to recommend an expert doctor, and after a round of examination, the results were okay.

Mu Qingyuan drove to the nearest restaurant. In order to accompany him for the check-up, Jian Zhinian simply skipped breakfast and even ran around with him for the entire morning, hoping that he would not get hypoglycemia.

"Are you relieved now? I told you it's okay. Trust your husband, okay?"

Jian Zhinian glared at him and said, "The doctor just said it clearly. You should pay more attention to rest, quit smoking and drinking, and don't stay up late. Don't think you can do anything reckless just because you are young!"

"Okay, I get it. I'm very young anyway." Mu Qingyuan enjoyed Jian Zhinian's nagging at the moment.

Jian Zhinian is exhausted, is this his main point?

"Mu Qingyuan, be serious!"

The man curved his lips and said, "Okay, seriously, I promise to quit smoking, drinking, and staying up late, okay, Mr. Jian, Professor Jian?"

Jian Zhinian's face darkened, he turned sideways and glared at Mu Qingyuan without saying a word.

Mu Qingyuan smiled happily, stopped the car, unbuckled their seat belts, and walked forward to kiss Professor Jian.

"Zhizhi, don't be angry. I just feel that you control me. I am very happy and want to listen to you more. I really listened to you and will do as you say. Otherwise, can you pick a secretary to keep an eye on me?"

"How's Mr. Fang? You're welcome to check on him anytime, ok?"

Jian Zhinian then relaxed his expression and said, "Well, I have Secretary Fang's WeChat. You can ask him to report to me every day."

Mu Qingyuan didn't expect Jian Zhinian to answer like this, but he didn't care and said, "Okay, I'll give the order now."

Fang Xinbai, who was far away in S City, was discussing matters with Jiang Shaoqing when he suddenly received a strange WeChat message. The corners of his mouth twitched.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shaoqing asked casually.

Fang Xinbai found an outlet for his emotions that he had nowhere to vent: "Boss Mu asked me to send his three meals a day and overtime arrangements to Professor Jian from now on..."

Jiang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows. Oh, is this the point of control?

"Boss Mu asked you to send it, so just send it."

Therefore, Fang Xinbai was happy to receive a new job...

……

Mu Qingyuan and Jian Zhinian had finished lunch, but before they got home, Jian Zhinian received a notice from Zhong Zhengping - they would set off tonight.

The moment he saw the message, Jian Zhinian looked at the man driving next to him. He was young and steady, with a deep profile. The curve of his jawline was softened because of him, and his lips should still retain the warmth of the kiss he just had.

The feeling of reluctance enveloped his heart like a tide.

In the past few times, he was obviously very free and easy.

This time, he never regretted his pursuit.

However, this strange emotion finally broke out at this moment.

Mu Qingyuan turned the car into the community, parked it and turned off the engine, then turned around with a smile and said in a good mood: "Zhizhi, you have seen me all the way, do you think it is good?"

"It looks good!" Jian Zhinian answered without thinking.

Mu Qingyuan was somewhat flattered. He put his arm around Jian Zhinian's waist as they entered the elevator, and whispered seductively in his ear, "It's beautiful. Go home and take a look at it slowly. Look at it however you want. If you can't see enough, unbutton your clothes and take a look..."

"it is good."

The moment he opened the door, Mu Qingyuan noticed something was wrong with Jian Zhinian. Why was this guy so easy to talk to today?

"Zhizhi, what's wrong?"

Mu Qingyuan closed the door, sat on the sofa, and took the person with him to sit on his lap.

The person in his arms did not reject such intimacy, and only said; "I have to leave tonight."