In the private room, Mu Hengshi was with other investors. He could have chosen not to attend this kind of banquet, but when he heard that the director had given him a surprise, although he was used to these tactics, he thought of Song Qingmo at home, so he decided to avoid being with him for the time being and kill time here.
Smelling the smell coming from the private room and hearing the sounds of other people playing, he suddenly felt a little regretful. Why was he here?
Frowning, he tried his best to exude an aura of keeping strangers away, creating a space of his own. Those people were understanding, knowing that Mu Heng was just here to relax, and did not bother him. Three or four of them were there drinking and chatting.
Mu Heng leaned back on the sofa, kneading his brows and closing his eyes to rest. However, the scene of that drunken day kept appearing in his mind. Did I do anything to Song Qingmo? Judging from the clothes he was wearing, nothing should have happened. He felt a little relieved, but at the same time, a trace of disappointment flashed through his heart.
He couldn't help but admit that Song Qingmo's skin felt very pleasant to the touch. He still remembered the scene that day, but his feelings for Wen Zhiling made him feel disgusted and irritated. Somehow, he always felt that this shouldn't be the case.
With a creak, the door of the box opened. However, he didn't bother to take a look at the scene, as it seemed someone was trying to squeeze in.
But after a moment, he froze. Why did this voice sound so familiar?
"Director, I'm here. What can I do for you?" Wen Zhiling opened the door and lowered his head carefully, speaking softly.
The conversation in the private room quieted down, and the director happily introduced Wen Zhiling to everyone, "Hey, Xiao Wen, you're finally here. Today I wanted you to come and see the world. Look, these are all top bosses in the industry, and they are also our investors. You can go and say hello to them."
"But I...Okay, okay." Wen Zhiling changed his previous big star behavior and looked innocent here.
At first, Mu Hengshi thought that he was possessed by missing Wen Zhiling and even had auditory hallucinations.
But as the voices of Wen Zhiling and the director rang out one after another, he opened his eyes and looked over in disbelief. The person he had been thinking about day and night was now standing right in front of him.
When Wen Zhiling was about to toast, Mu Hengshi grabbed his wrist and said, "Xiaoling, it really is you! Now that you're back, why didn't you come to see me?"
Originally, Wen Zhiling wanted to cause amnesia, but when he thought about how he couldn't wait to see Song Qingmo yesterday, even though Mu Hengshi would not believe what Song Qingmo said, he had to be prepared for any eventuality.
He trembled first, then raised his clear eyes and slowly looked up with a determined look, "I... Mr. Mu, please let me go. We are just strangers now. You already have a wife."
After breaking free from Mu Heng's wrist, he wanted to continue toasting others, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that they had a close relationship, so how could he continue to embarrass Wen Zhiling?
"That's not the case. Let me explain." Seeing that Wen Zhiling had no intention of paying attention to him, Mu Hengshi reluctantly gestured to the director and others, then pulled Wen Zhiling out of the box.
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Wen Zhiling was forcibly shoved into Mu Hengshi's car. "Xiaoling, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you come to see me? Do you know how heartbroken I was when I thought you were dead?" These words were spoken stiffly, devoid of any genuine emotion. If it weren't for Mu Hengshi's various reactions, Wen Zhiling would have thought he was reading from a script.
"Don't ask, I can't tell you. Besides, I wouldn't come to you just because you're married." Wen Zhiling avoided Mu Heng's questioning.
"I know you have your reasons. Is it because of Song Qingmo and my mother?"
Wen Zhiling stopped talking, but Mu Hengshi knew that he was right.
No one spoke for a moment, and it was Mu Hengshi who spoke first, "Don't worry, this situation will never happen again. I am strong enough now to protect you. If you want to be a star, tell me and I will definitely support you. As for Song Qingmo and me, I will divorce him."
Wen Zhiling was very satisfied with Mu Heng's first few words, but he didn't say specifically what he was going to do to Song Qingmo. How could this be possible! No, we have to add fuel to the fire.
He had only framed Song Qingmo before, but he was locked up in the basement and tortured for so long. And he had died once before, but Song Qingmo was just bankrupt.
"Hengshi, I want to go see him again. After all, the three of us used to have a good relationship." Wen Zhiling said nothing, but simply made this request.
As the lover who was lost and found again, Mu Hengshi naturally had no reason to reject him, but he was still a little worried in his heart, but he didn't know who this worry was for.
It was now evening, and Song Qingmo finally understood. Every time Mu Hengshi asked him to cook dinner, he never came back to eat, so all the food was wasted. As the one who wasted food, he was afraid of being struck by lightning, so he simply fed all the food to the bodyguards.
Those people were also very happy to get something for free, so the relationship between Song Qingmo and those bodyguards was in a delicate harmony.
The bodyguards also took the risk of eating it. They knew there were surveillance cameras in the villa, and since Mu Hengshi didn't say much, they also became bolder. They also secretly revealed the news that Song Qingmo's parents were fine.
The past few days had been pretty good, except for one thing that was bothering him. Wen Zhiling should have run into Mu Hengshi a long time ago. He only did it for a short while that day and then left, and never found fault with him again.
But he had a dark spot on his forehead recently, which was a bad sign. Although it was purely due to the dark circles under his eyes from not being able to sleep at night.
He asked the bodyguard for some drawing paper and drew in his room when he had nothing to do. He looked up from the nanny's room and saw the bright light of the car lights shining in the darkness. Song Qingmo didn't go out to greet him. After all, Mu Hengshi didn't want to see him, and he himself wouldn't go out to provoke bad luck.
He sat on the edge of the bed, holding a pen and continuing to sketch the picture of his family of three on paper. In ancient times, people drew cakes to satisfy their hunger, and now people draw people to miss their relatives.
Just when he was about to finish painting, the door of the room was opened. Mu Hengshi stared at him with a ferocious look on his face, as if to prove his disgust for Song Qingmo. He simply dragged him out without saying a word.
Before Song Qingmo could react, he was dragged out with the paper and pen in his hand. When he reached the living room, he saw the person standing in the middle and immediately understood what he meant. Sure enough, people's sixth sense is quite accurate.
Silence was Cambridge tonight, and the three of them looked at each other...
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