Chapter 1688 Mu Qingcheng's Change

Murong Qianqian left soon.

Because he saw Jing Fei's eyes looking at him became more and more wrong.

If it were before, she would definitely be very happy. The man she liked was interested in him was definitely the most exciting thing for any woman. However, after learning that Jing Fei was abnormal, Murong Qianqian began to worry, fearing that Jing Fei would not be able to help but eat him again. If the symptoms of stimulation Jing Fei became stronger, it would be really troublesome.

So in order to avoid the situation, Murong Qianqian was reluctant to let go, but rationally chose to leave.

As for the symptoms mentioned by Jing Fei, she didn't feel anything. Perhaps this skill only has symptoms for men.

"call"

After taking a cold shower, Jing Fei calmed down his restless mood. After hesitating for a while, he pushed the door and walked out of the room. He came to Mu Qingcheng's door. According to Murong Qianqian's words, Mu Qingcheng did not leave the room today. He even had breakfast for a few bites and locked himself in the room, saying that he was resting. This made Jing Fei feel a little worried, thinking that Mu Qingcheng could not get out of the shadow of Nana's death.

"Come back?"

Looking at Jing Fei standing at the door, Mu Qingcheng's face was not surprised: "I heard Murong Qianqian say that you have gone out and you may not be able to come back in the evening."

Jing Fei looked at Mu Qingcheng in front of him and found that Mu Qingcheng was not only dressed neatly, but also in good spirits. He was not as depressed and sick as he was worried about. He felt relieved and smiled and said, "I don't care about you, so I rushed back immediately."

"Really?" Mu Qingcheng asked, his eyes interesting.

"Of course it's true. You are my wife. I don't care who you care about?" Jing Fei said quickly, just as he raised his hand to swear. Seeing Mu Qingcheng still blocking the door, he smiled bitterly: "What? Don't you let me in?"

"Where is Murong Qianqian?" Mu Qingcheng did not dodge, but looked up at Jing Fei's door diagonally opposite.

"She has left, just left." Jing Fei did not hide it, tell the truth.

"Leave?" Mu Qingcheng was stunned, then he did not open the door and walked in, and said softly, "Why did you let her go like this? I haven't said thank you to her yet."

"You don't have to be polite to your own people." Jing Fei said without thinking.

"Your own? She and you are your own. You are not your own, right?" Mu Qingcheng suddenly turned around and looked at Jing Fei.

Jing Fei suddenly felt a little distressed. Didn’t he ask for it? He said that he was his own people.

Just as he was about to explain, Mu Qingcheng said, "You seem to be very nervous?"

"No, why am I nervous?" Jing Fei denied.

Looking at Jing Fei who was talking lies with his eyes open, Mu Qingcheng suddenly smiled and sat gently on the sofa, saying, "What are you explaining? Close the door. Do you want everyone to see that I am with you?"

"Hey"

Jing Fei laughed awkwardly, and then he realized that he had been fooled by Mu Qingcheng. Suddenly, he remembered that Mu Qingcheng and Murong Qianqian had met last night. If it was unhappy, it would have been unhappy. Mu Qingcheng would not let Murong Qianqian go to his room.

After closing the door, Jing Fei also came to the sofa. Looking at Mu Qingcheng, who was concentrating on making tea on the other side, he said carelessly: "Wife, are you okay now?"

"What can I do?" Mu Qingcheng asked back, looking up: "Are you talking about Nana's death?"

Jing Fei didn't want to mention this matter, but he didn't expect Mu Qingcheng to mention it first, so he could only nod: "I know, the first time you saw a dead person, and it was so close, it was inevitable..."

"I have nothing in my heart. The thing has passed. The only thing is guilt for Nana. If it weren't for saving me, she wouldn't have died." Mu Qingcheng's expression was surprisingly calm, with only a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Jing Fei looked at Mu Qingcheng in surprise. He didn't expect that she had such a good attitude and could see that she didn't seem to be lying. So he said, "Actually, protecting you is Nana's mission. If you want to blame, you can only blame those damn killers, otherwise Nana won't have any trouble."

"I know, but I still feel that I'm sorry for him. If it weren't for me, Nana wouldn't have died." Mu Qingcheng looked up at Jing Fei: "Nana is the person you found. You must know her foundation. I want to go to her home after returning to China to see if I need to do anything, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."

Jing Fei originally wanted to say that Nana was an orphan, but when she saw Mu Qingcheng's appearance, she could only nod: "I don't know much, but don't worry, I will definitely find a way to find his family."

"Well, I'll leave this matter to you." Mu Qingcheng nodded, then continued to make tea wholeheartedly, and no longer paid attention to Jing Fei.

"Wife? Why did you suddenly fall in love with making tea?" Jing Fei had nothing to say.

"It's nothing to do. You can pass some time when making tea, otherwise what else can you do?" Mu Qingcheng looked up and looked at him.

"Yes, the situation of the delegation is special now, and there is really nothing to do." Jing Fei smiled awkwardly, and what he asked was pure nonsense. The situation of the island country and his troubles last night, the situation of the delegation was really complicated and endless. He was originally here to recruit and seek cooperation, but now he is trapped in a hotel. Although the island country does not have strict orders to enter and exit, most of the delegation are in danger and dare not leave the hotel at all, for fear that he will become the next target of assassination.

Of course, in fact, these people who are worried and afraid are purely self-feeling. Even if the enemy chooses targets to assassinate, they will not choose to be ordinary people like them. However, panic cannot be suppressed. According to Murong Qianqian's words before leaving, the hotel has basically become a casino. There are gambling on almost every floor and more than one room. These people are bored and don't know what to do. They can only gamble to make time. At the same time, people are braver when they get together, and the best of both worlds is.

At this time, Mu Qingcheng looked at Jing Fei and asked, "What about you? Is there anything to do?"

"It's almost the same." Jing Fei said casually.

"Have you found the murderers who assassinated me?" Mu Qingcheng asked again, his tone light, but Jing Fei felt her seriousness.

"It's already caught." Jing Fei nodded, there is no need to hide this matter.

"How did you deal with it?" Mu Qingcheng asked.

Jing Fei looked at her strangely, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Kill."

Jing Fei didn't want to say it, but he felt it was not good not to say it.

I thought Mu Qingcheng would be scared when he heard it, but I didn't expect that Mu Qingcheng just let out a sigh of relief after hearing it, and then nodded gently and persistently: "It's good to kill."

The sound is not loud, but it has a cold smell.

Jing Fei's eyes at Mu Qingcheng changed suddenly.

Is this my wife Mu Qingcheng?

He had just clearly felt the murderous aura flashing through Mu Qingcheng's body. Although it was very light, he would never escape Jing Fei's eyes and touch. He would never be wrong.

"What's wrong? Why are you watching me like this?" Mu Qingcheng asked strangely when he saw Jing Fei staring at him in a daze.

"Wife, are you okay?" Jing Fei looked at Mu Qingcheng with some concern. He always felt that Mu Qingcheng was a little different from the business goddess he remembered. He was still the same person, but his aura and mentality had obvious changes. He didn't care much before, but it was very obvious when he just talked about the assassination of the murderer.

"What can I do?" Mu Qingcheng looked at Jing Fei strangely.

"But... why do I think you are a little different?" Jing Fei frowned, hesitated and expressed his thoughts.

"Do you think I have changed?" Mu Qingcheng immediately understood what Jing Fei meant.

"Uh" Jing Fei nodded.

“People always change.”

But Mu Qingcheng looked at Jing Fei calmly, handed Jing Fei a cup of tea he had just made, and said softly: "Actually, I saw some problems a long time ago, but I just didn't want to admit it. To be blunt, I'm just deceiving myself, but now I don't want to deceive myself."

"What's wrong with you?" Jing Fei held the tea that Mu Qingcheng handed him, but did not dare to drink it. The bitter cup of tea last night really impressed him, and he didn't dare to try again even if he beat him to death.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just some dirty and unbearable phenomena hidden in this society." Mu Qingcheng also picked up a cup of tea and said quietly in his mouth.

"Is that true?" Jing Fei's face was stunned.

"I also understood before, but I just didn't want to admit it, and I thought that as long as I follow the rules and avoid it carefully, I wouldn't be involved." Mu Qingcheng looked at Jing Fei, and his tone showed a hint of helplessness: "But now I know that it is not something I can avoid if I want to avoid it. This society will not change because of me. There are some troubles, even if I want to escape, there will still be someone who will take the initiative to involve me. This is reality and a kind of helplessness."

"Forehead?"

Jing Fei's eyes slowly widened, and finally he looked at Mu Qingcheng with a stunned look on his head and sipped tea, as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Are you very strange? Why do I feel this emotion?" Mu Qingcheng looked at Jing Fei and asked.

"Wife, don't scare me."

Jing Fei quickly put down the teacup, came to Mu Qingcheng, reached out and touched Mu Qingcheng's forehead, and then breathed a little relieved: "Don't have a fever."

Mu Qingcheng was not angry. If Jing Fei had touched her so recklessly before, she would have stretched her feet or opened her feet, and she would have dodged her at the least. However, at this moment, she was just watching Jing Fei touching her forehead quietly, neither dodging nor angry. When Jing Fei stepped back, she said, "I didn't have a fever at all."

"But what you just said," Jing Fei still looked at Mu Qingcheng worriedly.

"Does the words I just said do not match my image?" Mu Qingcheng asked back, but a slight curve appeared inadvertently. It is rare to see Jing Fei's distraught expression.

"kindness."

Jing Fei nodded seriously, his temperament was inconsistent, and he was simply inconsistent. Mu Qingcheng's image was all about a simple businesswoman, but no matter how he looked just now, he looked like a female conspirator, almost the same as Murong Qianqian, which really made Jing Fei unable to be quiet.

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