"The plague god is still at the door."

Jing Ying's voice was filled with annoyance, "If I leave, what will you do if he pesters you?"

"How could that be? You underestimate his courage."

"Humph, I don't trust him anyway."

Jing Ying's angry voice floated out of the door. Mo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard it. Although he didn't close his eyes, his calm face showed a hint of mystery.

It seems that Yiren chose to distance herself from him. Isn't the brother-in-law responsible for this?

Jing Ying didn't go out again after all, and Su Yiren had no intention of going to work. The gate of the courtyard was always closed.

Du He checked his phone from time to time. Seeing that it was almost time to go to work, he couldn't help but urged, "Mr. Mo, shall we go to the company?"

"No."

These two cold words came to his mind. Du He wanted to cry. "Qin Ruo's suicide by jumping off the building has caused the stock to remain at the limit down. We don't know what the situation will be when the market opens today. How can you not go and take charge of the situation?"

"Just follow the previous strategy and buy on dips."

Mo Jingchuan said softly without even closing his eyes. He had not eaten or drunk anything for several days and his body was on the verge of collapse. He could only rely on meditation and breathing to maintain the basic energy consumption of his body.

"But the board of directors..."

"Don't bother."

Mo Jingchuan didn't want to bother with the people on the board of directors, but Du He shook his head in embarrassment, "You know that ignoring them won't work. They've been clamoring for an explanation long before the Mid-Autumn Festival. If the stock doesn't improve today, they'll definitely come to you for an explanation."

"Then let them come to me."

"But how can you meet them in your current state?"

"That's your business."

Mo Jingchuan closed his eyes, his voice was very light but cold as ice, "Hold them for me, at least, at least for another two days."

His physical condition could probably only hold on for that long.

If he couldn't see Su Yiren again, he probably wouldn't have to see her again in the short term.

"You really are... Alas!"

Du He sighed and stamped his feet. He really couldn't do anything about him. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Mo Jingchuan suddenly spoke softly, "Remember, find out the person behind the scenes."

"I understand."

Du He nodded. Seeing that he really didn't want to leave, he could only go to the company to take charge of the situation.

His footsteps were urgent and fast, and he walked away in a hurry. Mo Jingchuan, with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke quietly, "You don't have to eavesdrop, I haven't left yet."

"Huh, what a joke, this is my own yard, do I need to eavesdrop!"

Jing Yang behind the door was very angry, "Mo Jingchuan, I tell you, even if you fainted in front of my door, it's your own fault, you can't blame anyone else!" You

have to waste time here, right? Then he will waste time as much as he can!

There was no sound outside the door.

Jing Yong stared at the crack of the door for a few seconds, but finally gave up the idea of ​​opening the door and went back to the pavilion to continue drinking his tea.

Su Yiren sat opposite him, her face as white as jade showing no emotion, and she said calmly, "Did you hear everything?"

"No, he spoke so weakly as if he hadn't eaten for several days."

Jing Yong was a little annoyed.

He wanted to hear what Mo Jingchuan planned to do next, but the man's voice was so soft that he couldn't hear clearly.

"It's just that he hasn't eaten for several days?"

Su Yiren lowered her eyes and said faintly, "Find a way to drive him away."

"How? Beat him?"

Jing Yong was still very keen on pampering Mo Jingchuan. He rubbed his hands together, and his knuckles cracked. "I don't have to do anything. Just call a few men."

"No, he will die if you beat him again."

"Then I scold him?"

Jing Yong snorted. "I've said all the bad things, but he still wants to stay at the door. Let me see. When he faints from hunger, we call an ambulance and they will take him away directly."

"Hungry to the point of fainting?"

Su Yiren murmured, her eyes somewhat resentful. Jing Yong observed her expression and said intentionally or unintentionally: "I say, you don't want to change your mind and forgive him, do you?" "

If that's the case, why do you have to torture him like this, and also torture my and your mood?"

If that's the case, don't blame him for being cruel again.

"Not really."

Su Yiren sighed quietly, and she couldn't figure out what kind of feelings she had towards Mo Jingchuan. She said she hated him, but the hatred had slowly dissipated in his warm care. She said she didn't hate him, but she had deep doubts in her heart, and was still struggling with whether to accept his passionate feelings.

She really didn't dare to be sure, were those passionate feelings true or false?

"Okay, I understand."

Jing Yong's eyes flickered slightly, and he said no more.

Her hesitation meant that she was very likely to forgive Mo Jingchuan. Although he didn't know why the two of them had such a quarrel this time, he only needed to understand that Mo Jingchuan was still a stepping stone for him to get close to Yiren.

"I don't understand, what do you understand?"

Su Yiren's curious voice rang out, interrupting Jing Ying's thoughts. Jing Ying smiled and said, "Anyway, I understand."

"Mysterious."

Su Yiren looked at him strangely, and didn't argue with him.

His eyes fell on the computer screen in front of him. From the surveillance outside the door, he could see that Mo Jingchuan was still sitting at the door, with his eyes closed and motionless.

Jing Ying snorted lightly, "Could he be dead?"