"I'm not interested in inheriting the Mu family. I'm used to a free and easy life. If you give me a bondage, I'll go crazy. Since you like photography, you should take over the Mu family even more. Even if you can't do it yourself, you can still ask a professional manager to take care of you."

Song Yiran quickly spoke as soon as Mu Chenyu finished speaking, looking out of sight.

Mu Chenyu really didn't know whether to laugh or helpless. Even if the Mu family was not as good as before, the assets under their name were at least hundreds of millions. But Song still avoided it and thought it was a hot potato. If it were someone else, he would probably be rushing to inherit it.

But this is not the case with Mu Chenyu.

The originally good family ended up like this because of greed. Mu Chenyu really couldn't be interested in his huge assets, and he even hated what he insisted on saying. It would definitely not be a pleasant thing to let him inherit the Mu family.

Li Shaoyan obviously understood it, and he also knew Song Yiran's kindness. Seeing the two of them pushing each other like this, he simply made a decision.

"The Mu family's industry will be temporarily under the responsibility of Ye Ming Group, and the dividends will be regularly transferred to your cousin's account. When you are tired, the Mu family's industry will still be handed over to you. How about it?"

Speaking of this, if Mu Chenyu refuses again, it will be pretentious.

"Okay, just follow Mr. Li's wishes. I'll have a photography exhibition tomorrow and I'll leave later. Sorry, we'll get together next time I'm back."

"good."

Song Yiran smiled and said nothing. The three of them left the cemetery in silence. After seeing Mu Chenyu away, Song Yiran and Li Shaoyan left. Because the things were placed elsewhere by Song Yiran, the two planned to go back and rest for one night before setting off tomorrow.

There is only Fu Zilie in the huge villa, and everyone else is busy with his own affairs.

"Ranran, it's just the right time for you to come back. Xiao Meng is clamoring to video you. She looks like she misses you very much."

"Yeah?"

Song Yiran smiled at the corner of her lips and couldn't help but speed up her pace. She walked to the sofa and took the tablet and opened it. She just went to the video request for Song Xiaomeng and connected it. Song Xiaomeng's round face immediately appeared on the screen. Her eyes were still red, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Mommy."

"Good baby, do you miss mommy?"

"Yeah, I really want to."

Song Xiaomeng nodded vigorously, and she also wanted to go to where she mommy. But she also knew that mommy and dad were doing very important things, and if she went, they would distract them. She always wanted to be good and endure it, because only her beloved mommy would bring her brother back soon.

Recently, she has always dreamed that her brother was covered in wounds and was lying pitifully on the bed.

Every time she woke up, she would cry because she was worried that Song Yiran would quietly apply her eyes to prevent Gong Ming from seeing it. When she saw Song Yiran, those emotions seemed to be unable to control them anymore and suddenly burst out.

"Wuwu Mommy... Xiao Meng dreamed again, dreaming of her brother. It's so bloody, her brother was injured... Mommy Brother was injured, you go and just let him."

Listening to Song Xiaomeng's sob tone, Song Yiran's heart seemed to be squeezed by a hand, so painful that she could not breathe.

"Good baby, stop crying, Mommy feels so distressed. Don't worry, that's just a dream, it's just a dream. Brother must be fine, and he must be waiting for Mommy to save him. Don't worry, Mommy will definitely find her."

"Mommy... Woooo, it's so scary. My brother has really shed a lot of blood. Will he die? Mommy, what should I do if my brother dies..."

Song Xiaomeng couldn't listen to Song Yiran's words at this moment, and the panic and grievance that had been suppressing broke out fiercely.

She cried miserably, and her nose was full of tears, making Song Yiran want to pass through the screen and hold her in her arms to comfort her hard.

Li Shaoyan walked over and hugged Song Yiran in his arms, feeling her trembling gently in his arms. His chest seemed to be blocked, both uncomfortable and angry. He could only hug Song Yiran tightly and comfort her silently. His gentle eyes looked at the screen and quietly looked at Song Xiaomeng.

"Xiao Meng."

When she heard Daddy's voice, Song Xiaomeng miraculously came back to her mind, looking at Li Shaoyan pitifully with red eyes.

"Dadly."

"Good Xiao Meng, stop crying."

"Um."

Song Xiaomeng tried hard to control her emotions and nodded vigorously. She held her hands tightly in a place that could not be seen by the camera.

"Mommy, I'm sorry, it's Xiaomeng. Xiaomeng shouldn't think about it all, my brother will definitely be fine."

Seeing Song Yiran's expression was sad and his eyes were a little red, Song Xiaomeng hurriedly comforted her. She regretted why she said that and why she wanted to cry. Now Mommy must be more worried and sad. What if she gets sick? It's her fault.

"It's okay, it's because Mommy is not good."

Looking at the baby daughter who was obviously sad and scared but wanted to pretend to be strong and comfort her, Song Yiran's heart was about to melt.

"After the matter here is handled, mommy will go back with daddy, and Xiaomeng will wait at home obediently. OK?"

"Um."

Song Xiaomeng nodded vigorously, her nose was sour, but she didn't dare to cry or speak much. The big eyes were watery, and she stared firmly at Song Yiran and Li Shaoyan, which was not enough.

"Where is Gong Ming?"

"I'll go find it."

Song Xiaomeng said that she was playing and stood up and ran out. Soon Gong Ming appeared in the camera. This time, there was no Song Xiaomeng, so I don’t know where she ran.

"Gong Ming. You took good care of Xiaomeng during this period. She is still a child. After so many things, I am worried that she has some knots in her heart. You should have seen her appearance just now."

"Don't worry, I will. However, Xiao Meng has had nightmares more frequently recently, and I'm very worried about her."

Every time Song Xiaomeng has nightmares, all of which are related to Song Xiaobao, and it is bloody. This has a great impact on a six-year-old girl. Gong Ming is very worried about the shadows that Song Xiaomeng will have when she is too many times. He is obviously so innocent, lively and cheerful little baby, he will not let her be hurt.

"Xiao Meng, please."

"Don't worry, Aunt Song, I will take good care of her."

Gong Ming made a serious promise, and Song Yiran felt relieved. Without saying anything, Song Yiran turned off the video directly.

With his head raised and leaned against the sofa, Song Yiran covered his eyes with his arms weakly.

"You said, are the dreams Xiao Meng had real?"

After a long time, Song Yiran's faint voice came. Li Shaoyan's heart was shocked and his eyes suddenly became deep. He stretched out his hand to hold the seemingly fragile person in his arms and kissed her cheek lightly.

"No, it's just a dream, don't think too much."

"Is it really just a dream? Xiao Meng and Xiao Bao are twins, and they grew up in my belly together. There should be telepathy between them, and Xiao Meng will not dream of Xiao Bao who is bleeding all the time for no reason. It must be true, Xiao Bao must be injured..."

Song Yiran suddenly became excited, grabbed Li Shaoyan's arm, and widened his eyes with pale face.

Her eyes were filled with expectation and pain, and it pierced into Li Shaoyan's heart like a thorn.

Now he wanted to get rid of the person who took Song Xiaobao away. The cold Rui in his black eyes could hardly hide it. The movements on his hands were extremely gentle, and he stroked Song Yiran's tense back one after another, trying to calm her down.

"Baby, don't think too much. Xiaobao won't have any trouble, we will definitely find him."

Song Yiran closed his eyes with pain, and his chest seemed to be blocked, and even breathing could cause severe pain.

It took a long time to calm down, leaning in Li Shaoyan's arms obediently and quietly, trying hard to feel his body temperature and seeking his comfort. If Li Shaoyan was not by her side, she thought she would not be able to hold on.

"It's okay, it'll pass, it'll pass."

Li Shaoyan still comforted the person in his arms softly and kept kissing her forehead.

That night, Song still slept very uneasy, and she also dreamed of Song Xiaobao covered in blood. He was much thinner than before, colder, and closer to Li Shaoyan. He was covered in scars, but he didn't even frown.

The dream was too real, and Song Yiran's heart pain was almost suffocating.

When she woke up the next day, she said nothing and buried her dream of last night in her heart. She would rather believe that it was just a dream. Her little baby was still waiting for her.

"It takes about three hours to get to the town you mentioned by starting here, using a helicopter."

"Then let's set off now and take the things back as soon as possible to try our luck."

"good."

Li Shaoyan nodded, turned around and picked up the phone to start making arrangements. Song Yiran sat on the sofa, staring at the dagger in his hand, but if he looked closely, he would find that her eyes were not focal. It seemed like she was in a daze, which made people feel nervous inexplicably, and it hurt so much.

With Huo Xingzhan's support, the helicopter arrived in the shortest time.

Song Yiran and Li Shaoyan set out together, and the group of people were divided into several lines, each busy. This battle was destined to be extremely difficult.

And at this time, no one knew.

Some things are like invisible nets, quietly opening up in the darkness, covering all participants without missing a single one. This contest has slowly begun. The darkness has really begun, and whether light can pierce everything is still unknown.

Three hours later.

The helicopter landed smoothly, and Song Yiran and Li Shaoyan went down one after another. The driver stood respectfully next to the car that had been waiting for a long time.

When they saw the two of them, they immediately opened the car door, but Li Shaoyan did not ask the driver to accompany him. Even Huo Xingzhan's people should be cautious. In extraordinary times, everyone's sense of crisis is tense.

The Hummer, which only carried two people, galloped away in the wilderness, with the purpose of the only large shopping mall in the town. The things Song Yiran took from the Mu family were thrown into one of the lockers, and only she knew the password.

An hour later, a bunch of handsome men and beautiful women appeared at the entrance of the supermarket. They had yellow skin, dark eyes, and dark hair. They were from Oriental people.

The two walked all the way to the storage cabinets, row by row of five hundred cabinets. Song Yiran found the general location based on his memory and began to search.

A few minutes later.

“Finally found.”

Song Yiran said with surprise, and Li Shaoyan immediately walked over. The cabinet door opened and there was a kraft paper bag inside. Song Yiran took it out directly, and closed the door and left without looking.

Until she got into the car, Song Yiran slowly opened the file bag.

After glanced at the content above, an accident flashed in Song Yiran's eyes.

"goodjob! You definitely don't know what's here."

Song Yiran raised his eyebrows and said mysteriously.
Chapter completed!