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Chapter 34 Scumbag, confirmed

Yan Qingluo only heard a "bang" sound, as if something was knocked down.

"Mr. Mu?" Yan Qingluo called out softly and tentatively.

No one responded.

She listened quietly to every movement around her. She had received special training in the organization and remained calm in this pitch-dark environment.

It seemed like someone had fallen against the wall. No need to guess, that person must be Mu Ye.

Could it be that his enemies have come looking for him again so soon?

Yan Qingluo took out his cell phone and just as he unlocked it, the phone showed that the battery was low and it turned off automatically.

After a moment, a weak voice came from the direction of the door, "Hmm."

Mu Ye's voice sounded like he was about to die?

Yan Qingluo stood up slowly, alert to everything around him, and groped his way towards the door.

"Are you still alive? Turn on the flashlight on your phone, my phone is out of battery." Yan Qingluo said as he walked.

There was no movement for a long time.

Yan Qingluo found Mu Ye's location, and after trying all over him, he finally found the phone.

She turned on the flashlight and the sight before her almost made her heart jump out of her chest.

The big devil who usually looks fierce and stern now has a pale face, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, his hollow pupils showing weakness, and his pale lips slightly pursed.

Yan Qingluo looked him up and down. There were no wounds. What happened?

Could it be that he also has some hidden illness?

It seems that the Mu family has bad genes. Although they have good looks, their physical fitness is too poor.

"Mr. Mu, are you okay? I was eight feet away from you just now, please don't blame me."

Mu Ye felt a little relieved when he felt the light.

His thin lips moved slightly, "Humph, if something happens to me here, do you think you can get away with it? You Yan family ... "

"Hey, that's enough. I'm afraid of you. The Mu family is so powerful. If anything goes wrong, our small groups will be buried with us. That's enough." Yan Qingluo waved his hand impatiently. "It should be that the power in the building has been cut off. It just so happens that my phone is out of battery. Why don't you make a call and ask someone to come over? We can't be trapped here forever."

Mu Ye slowly raised his hand and unlocked his phone.

Dudu—

Low battery reminder sound, 5% battery left!

Mu Ye dialed Dong Yu's number, but the signal was poor in the closed room and the call didn't go through.

"Mr. Mu, why don't you turn off the flashlight first? It can also save some power for your phone."

"no."

" ... "

Yan Qingluo stood up and pressed the doorknob, but it seemed like someone had locked it from the outside.

However, someone with a little more strength should be able to kick this kind of door open with a few kicks.

She turned her head and looked at Mu Ye. Wasn’t this man extremely strong? He almost strangled her to death with one hand just now.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingluo's eyes revealed a hint of disgust. He only had a good appearance, but he was arrogant, dark, vicious and violent. He was simply the worst of scum.

But what is he doing now? Why is he pretending to be weak? She doesn't believe that he can't kick the broken door open with one kick.

"Mr. Mu, although this door is locked, the lock is not very strong, and it is an outward-opening door. It may open if you kick it hard. Would you like to try?"

Yan Qingluo was studying the door lock while asking Mu Ye to unlock it.

"Mr. Mu?"

Yan Qingluo waited for a long time but there was no response. He turned his head and saw Mu Ye sitting on the ground with a dazed look on his face. His strong chest rose and fell with his rapid breathing, and beads of sweat were already running down his fair cheeks.

"Mr. Mu, are you ... okay?"

Yan Qingluo gradually reacted. From her reaction to the power outage, to the fact that she had to turn on the flashlight even though her phone was running out of battery, to her current state, she deduced that Mu Ye must be afraid of the dark.

Afraid of the dark!

Are all overbearing CEOs afraid of the dark? So devilish?!

She suddenly remembered that when she was young she met a little boy who was also afraid of the dark.

That was when she had just joined the organization. Qin Feng kidnapped a little boy, saying that he could get a huge ransom.

"Mu Ye, take a deep breath, relax, don't focus on your surroundings, just listen to me. Mu Ye, you and Mu Wan must have a very good relationship. I can see that you are a very warm brother. Did you have any ... "

Mu Ye's shortness of breath at the beginning has turned into trembling all over. When he and Mu Wan were young ...

Because he soiled his stepmother's skirt, he was beaten to a pulp and locked in a small dark room for a day and a night.

For a child of seven or eight years old, one day and one night is longer than the entire winter.

"Mu Ye." Yan Qingluo squatted down and held Mu Ye's hand. His hand was as cold as ice, which made Yan Qingluo shiver.

"I bought flowers at the entrance of the alley, walked through the red walls and green tiles along the street, the setting sun slowly kissed my white hair, opened the old wooden door and returned home, the time was full of fragrance, but you just smiled and didn't say anything ... "

Yan Qingluo originally wanted Mu Ye to recall the wonderful childhood days he and Mu Wan had, but unexpectedly, she had touched some sore spot in his mind, causing him to lose control even more. In a moment of anxiety, he simply sang her favorite song.

She felt Mu Ye gradually relax and slowly stood up, but unexpectedly, she was pulled down by Mu Ye and sat on his lap.

The tight leg muscles hit Yan Qingluo's buttocks, making her body feel a little strange.

"Don't go." The low and hoarse voice sounded weak but somehow sexy.

"Ah, I ... I'll find a way to open the door. I'll continue singing for you. Just listen carefully and don't let your mind wander." Yan Qingluo stood up in a panic and quickly diverted his attention.

"This is a flower for you. Its name is Forget-Me-Not. It says that time is as turbulent as the waves on the water. Don't go far. Let's go home together ... "

Yan Qingluo's last note fell, and with a fierce kick, the door opened.

"Ha, it has to be me!" Yan Qingluo shouted coldly, like an overlord who unified the world.

"Mr. Mu, can you leave?" Yan Qingluo was standing in front of Mu Ye who was slumped on the ground, and asked with his head lowered.

This scene was just like when they first entered the room, except that the two of them switched roles.

"Yeah." Mu Ye slowly stood up against the wall, paused for a moment, and then walked towards the door.

Yan Qingluo followed him silently, watching his tall and straight figure moving slowly, and felt a little touched in his heart.

Behind the infinite glory of the Mu brothers, there must be many unknown sorrows and pains.

He doesn't want to think about his childhood and is so afraid of the dark. It seems that he had a miserable childhood.

She also understood why he had such a strong desire to protect Mu Wan, because Mu Wan was his only relative, his only support, and his only wish in this world.

"Hehe, Mr. Mu, since I saved you today, can you please offset the beating I gave you?" Sympathy is sympathy, pity is pity, but you still have to fight for the benefits you deserve.

"No." It was a cold and merciless rejection. Mu Ye got into the car without even turning his head.

Yan Qingluo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, wishing he could punch him right there and then. It really was true that men didn't deserve sympathy.

Forget it. There’s no point in talking about favors with a scumbag.

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