guest of honor

When Ye Li woke up, it was already noon.The velvet curtains blocked the daylight, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a retro European desk lamp emitting a dim light.

The lampshade is scalding hot and stays on all night.

He withdrew his hand, but couldn't restrain the trembling deep in his soul.

It's Qin Mu, he's back.

But there was no one in the bedroom, and the layout of the furniture was quite unfamiliar. The luxurious decoration style was far from Qin Mu's previous taste.Judging from the empty wardrobe and the various books in the bookshelves, this should be a guest room.

He retracted into the quilt, and the strange strangeness made him uneasy and vigilant.However, after a while, no one appeared, and there was not even a little movement outside the room.He tried to get out of bed, but as soon as he moved his waist, he found that his lower body was almost paralyzed, and he could only fall back into the mattress weakly.However, his body was clean, he was wearing brand-new and spacious pajamas, and even the sheets had been changed. This little bit of gentle thoughtfulness made his heart palpitate and numb.

"Qin Mu?" He tried to call out, his voice hoarse like sandpaper.

Still no response.

He gritted his teeth and got out of bed, staggered to the window and opened the curtains, the familiar vegetation that greeted his eyes awakened the dusty memory: this is Lianggongdi No. [-].

However, Qin Mu was not at home, he was the only one in the huge villa, and he could even hear the echo when walking.

There are a variety of side dishes and fruits on the kitchen table, and delicious crab meat porridge in the rice cooker.The dining chair was pulled away, and the spoon placed on the napkin opposite was exactly the same as the one he had used.

"Is it delicious?" Qin Mu made the same pot of porridge for him that day, and couldn't help but ask for credit, "I dug out the crab meat bit by bit from the tongs."

He didn't know how to cherish it at that time, and while chewing, he lowered his eyes and checked the email: "It's delicious."

He didn't get the reward he deserved, not even a good morning kiss - Qin Mu wanted to disturb him, but he didn't dare to interfere with his work.After hesitating and looking at him for a long time, he finally lowered his head and kissed his bulging cheeks that were still stuffed with breakfast.

What was Qin Mu's expression at that time?

Ye Li leaned on the back of the chair and sat down, picked up the spoon.The moment he put the porridge in his mouth, the sudden sadness made him lose his sense of taste.He remained silent, sipped the porridge, and even picked and ate several side dishes.

Qin Mu is still alive, he has come back.

Even if he doesn't want to see him now, it doesn't matter.Ye Li thought, he has enough time and patience to wait for him to come back.

"Crack-"

Just when Ye Li took the initiative to clean up the dishes, there was a soft knock from the door.His back stiffened, and the spoon fell into the stainless steel sink with a sound, and he ran out in a hurried and staggering pace.

However, Ye Li didn't see the person he wanted to see.

Chi Wei threw the key into the big bowl at the door familiarly, and was standing at the entrance taking off his coat.Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head, and faced the surprised expression on Ye Li's face who suddenly appeared, he didn't lose the slightest bit: "Are you awake? Qin... Ji Xiuhan is worried about you, let me come back and take a look. "

Ye Li asked: "Where is Qin Mu?"

"I don't know either," Chi Wei pretended to be embarrassed, "He has returned to Jiangzhou, is everything safe?"

Ye Li thought, based on how Qin Mu tossed him last night, his body should be fine.Now that Chi Wei is pretending to be confused with him, he can only accompany him: "This is Qin Mu's home. If it wasn't for him, who was the person who sent me here last night?"

Chi Wei hung his coat on the hook, turned his head to look at him, and smiled ambiguously: "It's me."

"You?" Ye Li secretly clenched his fists, exhausting all his self-cultivation to restrain his urge to throw an uppercut on Chi Wei's nose, "It can't be you."

"Oh?" Chi Wei looked at his lower body suspiciously, and then at Ye Li's. Ye Li, who was frightened by his blunt eyes, took half a step back, "Is it the size? You haven't seen mine yet." size, how do you know that the person you are with is not me?"

"...We don't know each other that well, do we?" Ye Li thought to himself that he had never seen such a shameless person.He thought he was open enough, but who would have thought that the fake foreign devil Chi Wei would be even better.

During the period when Chi Wei had just returned to China to serve as the acting president of Daishan Culture, Ye Li had a lot of contact with Chi Wei, but it was just business.Since Chi Wei said that he has no news of Qin Mu, Ye Li has not seen him in private time.Now Chi Wei appeared at Qin Mu's house "out of thin air", and after he was drowsy and did it with Qin Mu here, he laughed and discussed size with him... Ye Lishi was really shocked, his tone He was no longer polite: "Why are you at Qin Mu's house?"

Chi Wei took it for granted: "I will go back to China to help him manage the company, and I must have a place to live."

"He let you live here?"

This time, Chi Wei didn't want to answer, so he strolled into the house, and when he passed the kitchen, he turned on the rice cooker on his own initiative: "When I first came here, the house was lifeless, and there were no other colors except black, white and gray. A few bedrooms have changed styles, and they take turns to live in... Nah, there is so much porridge left? Did you know I didn’t have lunch, so you reserved it for me?”

Ye Li strode forward and closed the lid of the rice cooker with a "snap": "It's not for you."

Chi Wei innocently stared at the good-looking man in pajamas with a beautiful face for two seconds, and finally gave up the crab porridge angrily: "I can't eat anything I make myself, what is the reason for it?"

If you can't get something to eat, at least you have to take advantage of it, Chi Wei looked at Ye Li's ugly face faintly refreshed.

Qin Mu had said something first, and he was not allowed to reveal his whereabouts to Ye Li, so Chi Wei simply continued to play the role.

"Mr. Chi, if Qin Mu asked you to live here, please at least show evidence." Ye Li saw that he was walking towards the depths of the room on his own initiative, so he could only follow him quickly, and warned him seriously, "and I'm sure our relationship is not mature enough to joke casually, please pay attention to yourself..."

"Our relationship." Chi Wei has already walked to the room where he slept last night, and looked inside, "You slept in my room last night, do you think we are familiar?"

Ye Li slammed into the door of the guest room: "You have been sleeping in the guest room, what about the master bedroom?"

"What's wrong with the master bedroom?" Chi Wei said, involuntarily glanced in the direction of the master bedroom.There was a mess inside, and anyone who saw it could guess what happened last night.

Ye Li stepped forward, pulled the closed door of the master bedroom, and found that the door was locked: "Who lives here? Why is the door locked? Did anyone come in last night?"

Chi Wei shook his head, asking three questions.But Ye Li sadly realized that if Chi Wei was obsessed and wanted to continue acting this flawed play, he couldn't do anything with Chi Wei.Even if Chi Wei asked him to leave here now, Ye Li would have no choice but to leave.

He finally compromised and stopped asking about Qin Mu's whereabouts: "Mr. Chi, I only want to ask one last question."

"You ask, I'll try my best to answer." Chi Wei replied slyly.

"If... I mean if, Qin Mu has already returned." Ye Li took a deep breath, soothing the sudden quickening heartbeat, "Why doesn't he want to see me?"

Regarding Qin Mu's experience in Myanmar, Chi Wei didn't know the inside story, let alone Ye Li: "It may be because he is doing something dangerous and he doesn't want you to know. Don't worry, as long as he is still alive, there will be no Not thinking about coming back for a day."

A manila envelope lay on the lawn.

Han Youning didn't dare to get close, and he didn't dare to let the servant handle it, worrying that He Jiaqing's secret was hidden in it - just like the toy car and severed finger in the gift box on the wedding anniversary.She ran upstairs herself, and called He Jiaqing out of breath, her hand pointing at the envelope was trembling: "This... I don't know where it came from. The bodyguards have been guarding the door, and no postman has come. "

"What a big fuss." He Jiaqing's face was livid, not as relaxed as he expressed in his words.He strode to the middle of the lawn, picked up the fluffy envelope and tore it open, only a piece of paper was stuffed inside.

A bankbook number is printed on the paper.The number was unfamiliar, but there were 14 of them——He Jiaqing's pupils constricted, her hand shook, and the paper fell on the grass.

"Jiaqing?" Seeing that there was no danger, Han Youning boldly stepped forward, trying to pick up the paper from the ground, but He Jiaqing stopped him.

"Don't move!!" He Jiaqing waved his palm and almost pushed Han Youning to the ground.He rushed to the piece of paper, tore it into pieces, and called the bodyguards with gritted teeth as he tore it: "My wife and I are going back to the city now, now!"

After the wedding anniversary, He Jiaqing realized that he was being targeted.He has a lot of blood and debts, and he doesn't know who is eyeing him. When he was in power, he was never afraid of retribution. His first reaction was to block the news and investigate the culprit.

However, the culprit was not found, but Zhao Hongduo had another problem.Recently, the rumors have been very tight. The game between the Zhao family and the Ji family is very fierce, and each of them wants to catch the other's handle.Zhao Hongduo asked him to behave like a man with his tail between his legs, so He Jiaqing didn't dare to arrest people with great fanfare.

But this is the case, He Jiaqing has been caught by the regulatory agency to talk many times.

He even transferred some properties privately, but Zhao Hongduo didn't respond.Han Youning comforted him, Zhao Hongduo may not know, or it may be because he disdains to care about him.But He Jiaqing knew that Zhao Hongduo was exhausted and didn't have the energy to take care of him.Otherwise, with Zhao Hongduo's magnanimity, he would not let He Minghan go, and he would not let anyone who hurt his interests go.

He Jiaqing felt scared.

He took Han Youning to the villa on the outskirts of Jiangzhou to avoid the limelight, and the vengeful ghost followed like a maggot.The fourteen passbook numbers correspond one by one to the fourteen people he killed in this life.

"Jiaqing?" Han Youning called him timidly, terrified by his fierce expression.

He Jiaqing grabbed her and walked towards the parking lot.However, in the middle of the walk, he stopped again, and after telling Han Youning to stay with the bodyguards, he turned and returned to the villa.

His gun was still hidden in the arm of the bedroom sofa.

The silence in the villa was terrifying, but He Jiaqing walked anxiously and didn't notice anything unusual.He rushed into the bedroom, and as soon as his hand reached the sofa, a blunt and cold muzzle was pressed against the back of his head: "If I were you, I would have fled long ago. I don't care about this gun, and I don't care about Zhao Hongduo."

He Jiaqing's arched back froze.He slowly opened his hands and raised his hands, trying to turn his head away, but was shot back by the gun.

The man's tone was frivolous and smiling, but his voice was extremely low, and he couldn't tell his age: "Get down on the ground."

He Jiaqing gritted his teeth, but had no choice but to follow suit: "What do you want? I can give you money, a lot of it."

"Tsk, I'm not interested." The man said coldly, "Why don't you get hit by a car once? That's only fair."

Of those fourteen people, half were killed by bogus traffic accidents.He Jiaqing couldn't figure out the identity of the man for a while, but he also understood why he came here.Since he took the initiative to mention Zhao Hongduo, he should understand that the reason why he killed those people was because of Zhao Hongduo!He Jiaqing lay on the ground and let out a low growl of hatred: "You want revenge, go to Zhao Hongduo - he asked me to kill him, even if you kill me, it's useless!"

The room suddenly fell into silence, no one spoke, but the rustling footsteps were getting closer.The pace is uniform, obviously not the "bodyguard" that ordinary rich people can find, He Jiaqing's last hope was extinguished.

The man spoke again: "Who are those fourteen people? Do you remember? Tell them one by one slowly, and you can live a little longer."

He Jiaqing didn't understand the man's intention for a while, but with the gun held to his head, he didn't have time to think, and was forced to tell how everyone he killed was killed and how it was disguised as an accident... At first, He Jiaqing was Resisting, but as the bloody names were connected with the perfect modus operandi, his voice began to tremble—not because of fear, but because of excitement.He couldn't stop, and even thanked the man for not interrupting his "confession".

And just as his words fell to the ground, He Jiaqing heard his own voice coming from the back of his head again, but with a slight electric sound.He turned his head suddenly and saw a face that was not unfamiliar.

Qin Mu smiled teasingly, holding the recording pen in one hand, and threw the "gun" at He Jiaqing's feet with the other.But He Jiaqing only needs to take a look to know that this "gun" is a real gun - it's not easy to get a real gun in the territory, and his gun is still hidden in the arm of the sofa!

However, it was too late.

The people brought by Qin Mu have surrounded the bedroom completely.Whenever he made an unruly move, he would be immediately pushed back to the cold floor.

Qin Mu walked to the sofa, opened the camera obscura under the armrest, and saw a black gun: "I don't know if you wiped the fingerprints on this gun? Anyway, I won't move, don't worry."

He Jiaqing let out an angry growl, and flew to grab Qin Mu's leg, but the bodyguard grabbed his arms in the next second, and fell back to the floor in embarrassment.

"Even if you get my recording, there is no way to convict Zhao Hongduo." He Jiaqing sneered, and the lost dog still couldn't help showing its ferocious fangs, "I killed the man, as long as he is still in that position, he can push him away." It can be pushed cleanly. And this recording, it is impossible to make it public! Qin Mu, you should cherish the dog's life you got back, as long as Zhao Hongduo wants to mess with you, how can you die—"

"Zhao Hongduo wants to mess with me?" Qin Mu let out a short laugh and asked lazily, "If I send this recording to Zhao Hongduo, do you think he wants to kill me first, or you?"

He Jiaqing screamed, but still held on to the last hope: "As long as Zhao Hongduo still needs me, he is reluctant to let me die. But what about you? You are already a 'dead person', and it is easy for Zhao Hongduo to get rid of you!"

"He Jiaqing, now I want to get rid of you, it's really easy." Qin Mu stood up, looked at him condescendingly, and twirled the recording pen between his fingers, "If you want to die, I can satisfy you right now." You; but if you want to live, you have to change your way of living."