She is my friend, Ling Muxue.
Yes, friends!
Just friends.
Ling Muxue lowered her head and said nothing. Her hands hung in front of her knees, her fists clenched tightly.
"Hello, I'm Zhou Ninghao, nice to meet you."
Zhou Ninghao extended his hand to Ling Muxue. He smiled and was respectful and polite like a gentleman.
"Hello, I'm Ling Muxue." Her voice was very soft and faint. Her face was pale, as if it had lost all its color.
"Miss Ling doesn't look well."
"Maybe it's because of the long-distance flight and the jet lag that's why she's so tired." Ren Tingxi defended her.
Ling Muxue naturally lowered her head and said nothing. Her heart felt like it was cut by countless sharp knives, and it was so painful that it tore her apart.
As a result, she now looks exhausted.
Ren Tingxi thought it was fatigue caused by long flight.
But he didn't know that Ling Muxue's tiredness was all because of him.
"Oh, Lao Zhou, I remember you were going back to China. There's only one flight to our capital tonight."
"If Mu Xue returns to China tonight, she should be on the same flight as you."
"Then I'll ask you to take her back together."
Ren Tingxi didn't care at all whether Ling Muxue was willing to leave. He had even made the decision for her to leave tonight.
Does he really dislike her so much and want her to leave?
Could it be that all these years of getting along, the affection they had as childhood sweethearts, and her well-matched family background, really weren't worth a bit of Lan Xiaolan's?
Ling Muxue was silent as death, her expression was cold and her face looked as pale as death.
"Let me be your flower protector, of course I'm willing." Zhou Ninghao's eyes flashed with gold. Ling Muxue was so beautiful, like an ice and snow beauty.
"This flight only goes to the Capital Airport. I wonder where Miss Ling will go after getting off the plane. Perhaps I can protect you all the way."
Ling Muxue suddenly stood up.
"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."
Ling Muxue took out a dusty mobile phone from the secret compartment of her Chanel bag.
There is no software in this phone, Ling Muxue usually only uses it to contact and talk with that person.
"How are things arranged? Why haven't you started yet?"
"It's a bit tricky. There are two peacekeeping soldiers following her, so it's not easy to take action."
"You're all professional killers, you can't even hide from two soldiers? What's the use of you then?"
"In addition to the two soldiers, she was accompanied by a local female marksman."
"The people who came to investigate said that she is a top-notch bodyguard in the Living Tomb City. With her by her side, it will be even more difficult for us to take action."
"Nonsense, I don't want to hear this, I just want the results."
"Don't worry, we've already contacted the local gangsters. They're a bunch of profit-seeking villains. As long as you pay enough, the matter will be resolved quickly. Don't worry."
"Wait a minute," Ling Muxue suddenly grinned sinisterly.
"Don't let her die like this. If she dies right away, there's no point in playing this game."
"So what do you mean?"
"I will make her suffer a thousand times more than death!"
"I'll ask more next time, you do this."
On the day of the phone call, he listened to Ling Muxue's plan with a lewd grin on his face.
Ling Muxue touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, then returned to the restaurant with a model's gait, looking graceful and elegant.
It was as if nothing had happened.
"Since I have to rush back to China tonight, you should sign these documents first. It will not be in vain for me to come here."
"Okay, thank you." Ren Tingxi treated Ling Muxue with respect, which was already the best they could do.
At this time, Ren Tingxi's phone rang. It was Lan Xiaolan calling.
"Tingxi."
"What's wrong? Do you miss me so soon?"
"You're just a chatterbox!"
"But I've started to miss you." Ren Tingxi's tone was also doting and gentle, completely ignoring the presence of Zhou Ninghao and Ling Muxue beside him.
"My work for the day is done."
"Is everything going well?"
"It went smoothly." Lan Xiaolan had just experienced an accidental gun discharge today. If it weren't for Nu Si's desperate efforts to protect her, she might have been shot and fallen to the ground.
She was afraid that Ren Tingxi would be worried if she knew about this, so she didn't dare to mention a single word.
"Are you coming back tonight?"
"I need to do some research on the construction site myself, which may take a few days."
"Don't go out casually when I'm not around. If you want to go out during the day, you must wait for Li Ping and Chen Yian to accompany you before you go out."
"You must not go out at night. Remember that?"
"Okay, I'll remember." Lan Xiaolan was as obedient as a kitten.
Ling Muxue was listening to Ren Tingxi and Lan Xiaolan talking on the phone. The gentle and doting tone of Ren Tingxi was something Ling Muxue had never felt in her life.
She was extremely jealous, almost going crazy with jealousy.
But in front of Ren Tingxi, she smiled naturally.
Dusk has quietly fallen, and the cemetery of the living is gradually getting colder as night falls.
In order to thank Li Ping and Ruth for their care, Lan Xiaolan decided to ask me to cook dinner for them to express her gratitude.
It’s okay to eat angry silk, as long as it can fill my stomach.
But Li Ping and Chen Yian looked at each other with their bowls in hand and shook their heads.
"I feel like the food Supervisor Ren cooked this morning was more delicious."
"Haha, I think so too."
Lan Xiaolan puffed out her cheeks, looking unhappy.
"Tingxi won't be back for several days. I'm really sorry for all of you having to eat the food I cooked, humph."
"Sister Lan, don't say that. This dish is delicious too, it's just not as cooked as Instructor Ren's, haha."
"Xiao Lan, do you still need to go to the Living Cemetery for research work tomorrow?"
"Of course, we'll leave tomorrow morning."
"I'll come back and get you. You must not leave this house until I come to pick you up. Do you understand?"
Ruth spoke decisively, her tone harsh and even a little creepy.
"Okay, don't worry, I will never leave here."
Although Lan Xiaolan repeatedly assured her, for some reason, Nusi still had a bad feeling.
She always felt that they were being watched by someone, but who was it? For a moment, Nusi was at a loss for words.
The house where Lan Xiaolan lives is actually within the garrison area of our country's troops. There is an alarm system outside, and outsiders are absolutely unable to enter.
As long as you return here, you will be absolutely safe.
Unless Lan Xiaolan walks out by herself.
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