"No!"

Su Yiren shook her head without thinking.

Jing Yong braked suddenly and stopped the car on the side of the road, his eyes reflecting the dim light outside the window, "Why not?"

Su Yiren was stunned.

She didn't know why it wasn't possible either?

But seeing Jing Ying staring at her closely, she turned away and said calmly: "The people in the dark web department are not fools. If you touch Mo Jingchuan, they will definitely cause trouble for Alliance A. You don't have to confront them."

"I am happy to do so."

Jing Ying chuckled, "Or do you still have feelings for Mo Jingchuan?"

"Jing Ying!"

"It's useless for you to yell at me."

Jing Ying's eyes were burning, forcing Su Yiren to look at him, "I told you that Mo Jingchuan and I have long severed our past relationship. Why do you always bring up those past events?"

"Then why don't you let me kill him?"

"Because it's unnecessary."

Su Yiren frowned, "It was Ling Ruiya who killed Mianmian. If you really want to help me, send me the men and ammunition, and I will blow up the Ling residence."

Seeing that Jing Yong didn't believe it, he said, "Every grievance has its perpetrator. It was Ling Ruiya who killed Mianmian, so the blood feud should be found with Ling Ruiya. As for that bastard Mo Jingchuan, anyone can take his life, but you and I can't go."

"Then why can't we go?"

"No reason."

Su Yiren was annoyed by his question, and pushed the door and got out of the car, "I'll be quiet for a while, you go back first."

Not long after nightfall, the neon lights were bright and the traffic was endless.

Jing Yong saw her wandering on the street with a silent face, so he drove slowly behind her.

Even she couldn't fool herself with her words.

That's why she got angry out of shame, right?

After wandering for a long time, Su Yiren was tired and was about to take a taxi back, but she saw Jing Ying's car still following her, so she turned around, opened the door, and got in.

Jing Ying smiled, "Are you calmed down?"

"No."

Su Yiren didn't hide anything from this brother she had known since childhood.

She said sullenly, "I hate his ruthlessness and cruelty, but I never thought of letting him die in my hands. If he's alive, I won't do anything to him. If he's beaten to death by others, I won't shed a tear for him, because that's the retribution he deserves." "

But I can't imagine shooting him to death and watching the blood spurting out of his chest."

She could watch others treat him like that, but she couldn't do it.

She knew herself too well.

"Okay, I won't force you to kill him."

Jing Yang smiled softly and drove her home, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

How could she change her mind if Mo Jingchuan didn't die?

Su Yiren didn't reply to the message, and Mo Jingchuan didn't send any more messages. When she

went to work in the morning, her eyes were still a little swollen.

Luo Qiong came over with the documents in his arms, and said with a smile, "Did you not sleep well last night? Did you miss President Mo?"

"Why would I miss him?"

Su Yiren spat, and then said, "Can't you just send the documents to Du He? I have to send them to him after you send them. Sorry."

"Brother Du told me to take a look first."

Luo Qiong helped her put the documents in different categories, and then joked, "Don't be so stubborn. I've been through this, and I know your current situation best." "

Anyway, there's nothing important in the company. If you miss President Mo, why don't you fly over to see him?"

It's normal for a couple to visit each other at work.

Du He, who had just reached the door, paused and nodded with great satisfaction.

Is Luo Qiong's awareness good?

"No."

Su Yiren admitted that she thought too much last night. Countless past events flooded her mind. She tossed and turned until dawn before falling asleep, but she would never go to find Mo Jingchuan.

"Su Zi, if you want to see President Mo, I will take care of the rest."

Seeing her refusal, Du He quickly helped Luo Qiong, "I will handle the documents, and I will also keep an eye on the project department. I will create the best conditions for you to travel."

President Mo was still eagerly looking forward to her flying over to see him.

Not to help, but just to go to see him.

"You are quite free?"

Su Yiren glared, "All the documents here belong to you, and the project department's affairs are also handed over to you. I'll go home and have a good sleep first, how about it?"

She didn't know that these two people became Mo Jingchuan's lobbyists?

"Not as free as you think."

Du He chuckled, "Also, if you feel sleepy, you can go to President Mo's lounge to sleep for a while."

If she didn't go to find President Mo, then he wouldn't take this responsibility.

It's just pitiful for President Mo. I

thought I could get her tender care in a life-and-death story, but who knew that she didn't care at all?

The road to chasing his wife is long.

"Boring, let's go."

Su Yiren waved her hand and stopped chatting with them.

She didn't sleep well last night, and she was indeed drowsy at the moment, but she didn't go to Mo Jingchuan's lounge, but slept on the sofa in her office.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt that someone seemed to be staring at her.

Suddenly she opened her eyes and saw Qin Ruo standing in front of the sofa with a paper cutter in her hand. The sharp blade was shining brightly under the light.

When their eyes met, Qin Ruo was obviously startled and took two steps back.

Her face was full of panic. It

was self-evident what she was thinking just now.