guest of honor

Qin Mu didn't go back to Ligongdi No. [-] every day, even when he came back, he was usually late at night, after taking a shower, he grabbed him and pressed him on the bed, and had sex with him in various ways he liked.

Ye Li seemed to think about it, and tried his best to meet all his demands, and never cried out for pain, which only made Qin Mu more depressed.

He wanted to see Ye Li suffer, to see him struggling and begging for mercy, but he was afraid of really hurting him.And often after a night of madness, when I wake up the next morning, I find that Ye Li has bitten his lip, and there is no good place on his body, and occasionally there are one or two bloodstains on the bed sheet... He is like He drove out of the house like he was running away, forced himself to forget that Ye Li even slept in the work unit with high-pressure work, but as soon as he got home, he still couldn't help pestering that person and himself to do it.

Only when he was XX, could he feel Ye Li's realness, not an empty shell without a soul: no resistance, no struggle, no hate or love, it seemed that the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Finally one day, Ye Li broke the illusion of calm with a question that made him angry and frightened: "You said that Meng Jiang died, is it true?"

Qin Mu remembered that it was just a casual remark he said the night he found Ye Li: "Yes."

Ye Li asked: "How could he die? Didn't he go to Singapore?"

Qin Mu sneered, and deliberately mocked: "Ye Li, do you believe that you still have the mood to care about others?"

Ye Li's legs seemed to tremble, and he took half a step back: "Is it related to you?"

"Ye Li, don't let me hear anything about Meng Jiang from you again." Qin Mu stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, only to find that he was shaking, "I only remind you once. Otherwise The next time you wake up, you will be in prison."

Ye Li's face turned pale, and he pursed his lips tightly, but Qin Mu knew that it was impossible for him to put this question down lightly.

"Why, don't you pretend to be dead, and you're not afraid of me?" Qin Mu grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at himself, "When you think of Meng Jiang, you dare to come to my Xingshi to question him, why are you so rare? "

Ye Li knocked off his hand, turned around and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

After returning to Jiangzhou, Ye Li never resisted him, not even showing the slightest sign.But now because of Meng Jiang, Ye Li regained his former three-pointed temper, and looked at him with brilliance again—although it was angry and indifferent.

That night, Qin Mu made Ye Li miserable (See you on Weibo: Zhishi's Little Monster 79)

However, Ye Li refused to give him such a simple answer, and even asked in a hoarse voice to provoke him deliberately, "Tell me first... Where is Meng Jiang?"

Of course, it was impossible for Qin Mu to tell him, grabbing the man's neck and pushing him into the pillow, he said viciously: "You will never see him again, even if you die!"

(See you on Weibo: Zhishi's Little Monster 79)

He hugged the man tightly as if afraid of the cold, only to find that Ye Li's body was abnormally hot, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

It was wet and sticky under the sheets.Qin Mu wrapped Ye Li in a quilt in a panic, because the scarlet that caught his eyes almost lost control again.

"I've given him a fever-reducing injection. Hang the water first. If the fever doesn't subside tonight, you should send him to the hospital." The doctor took one last look at the man lying on the bed and shook his head, "You are young and energetic, But when doing this kind of thing, you should also have a sense of proportion. If you mess someone up, it will be a lifetime thing."

The last sentence was too harsh, Qin Mu wanted to refute, but he could only bow his head in shame.What he himself did was more cruel than playing games - it was revenge and debt collection.

He never thought about asking Ye Li to pay back the money, let alone plugging that loophole long ago.Now what Ye Li wants to pay back is nothing more than his foolish sincerity back then.

"By the way, doctor," Qin Mu invited the doctor to the door, and then asked in a low voice after closing the door, "Can you see what happened to the injuries on his legs and back?"

The doctor pushed his glasses: "Looking at the healing situation, it should be an old injury from four or five years ago, right? The thigh was comminuted and the scar was left when the steel nail was put in; as for the injury on the back, it's hard to say. , the scars are very rough and irregular and should have multiple origins."

After sending the doctor away, Qin Mu received a call from his secretary Xiao Zheng, telling him that Ye Li's things left in Shenshi had been signed for, and should they be sent to No. [-] Ligongdi?

Qin Mu didn't plan to go to the group today, and asked her to deliver the things as soon as possible, and to push back all the entertainment this week.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Mu strode to the bathroom, took off his upper body clothes, and turned to the mirror.

Back then, he narrowly escaped the flames of a car explosion and rolled down a hillside in a coma.When he woke up in the hospital, he was not seriously injured.In addition to varying degrees of burns and bruises throughout the body, there was only a minor concussion.

He looked at his back in the mirror, the bloodstain on his shoulder was left by Ye Li last night, the rest of the place was clean and clean.

Is it because I think too much?Qin Mu put on his clothes again, glanced at himself in the mirror, and smiled mockingly and bitterly.

Ye Li was the one who shot, how could he roll down the hill like him?How could it be more serious than him?

"Did you bring the money?"

Ling Zirong threw a paper bag onto the coffee table: "This is money for life, you can collect it after you think about it."

The man grabbed the money bag, licked his fingers and began to count the money deftly.After confirming that 50 is a lot, he tremblingly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it by his mouth: "I want him to die too, otherwise I wouldn't just ask you for 50."

Ling Zirong turned his head in disgust: "I'm different from you."

The man laughed twice: "But you also want Qin Mu to die, don't you?"

This time, Ling Zirong didn't speak.

Ever since Qin Mu took over Yuanyang, he has never been merciful to Huarong Real Estate. Except for the projects that are more than halfway through, all projects have been stopped, and the boundary between him and Ling Zirong has been strictly drawn.At that time, Zhao Hongduo had just been arrested, Haijian was also involved in the investigation, and Huarong Real Estate, which had a close cooperation with Haijian, could not escape the law.Fortunately, there were no flaws in the quality of the previous projects, and there was no trace of Huarong Real Estate's secret operations during the bidding process. Ling Zirong escaped from prison.

But Huarong Real Estate is no longer what it used to be.The government tightened the scale of loans and overseas assets. Ling Zirong couldn't get a penny out of Qin Mu's hands. He had to sell off a large piece of overseas land and real estate to barely survive for four years. But seeing the company go bankrupt was only a matter of time. thing.

As for He Minhan who was sitting under his nose, he no longer looked as energetic as before.A man is like a mouse in the gutter, an addict hiding in a rented house - all this is thanks to Ye Li and Qin Mu.

"Don't worry," He Minhan puffed out a smoke ring, "give me the money, and I'll help you get things done."

Ling Zirong couldn't help but ask, "What are you sure about?"

"I met an unemployed lawyer in a bar some time ago, and I treated him to a drink all night, so he told me an interesting story." He Minhan narrowed his eyes, sniffed the hand that just counted the money, and showed a sinister look. Smiling fiercely, "Qin Mu doesn't want to know how his father died? He also doesn't want to know the relationship between him and Ye Jingsheng. As long as he still wants to know, he will fall into the trap!"