Every night before going to bed, she would text him to say good night.
Sometimes Mo Shiqian returns, sometimes he doesn't.
Of course, most of the time, he will reply.
On the seventeenth day of his trip to Mexico, at eleven o'clock in the evening, she sent him a routine text message.
After the text message showed that it was successfully sent, she held up her phone and waited for about five minutes. She still didn't get a text message from him. She felt a little disappointed, but she still put down her phone and prepared to go to bed.
Less than two minutes after turning off the lights, the phone rang.
She immediately picked up her phone to check, and sure enough it was a text message, but—
It's not Mo Shiqian's.
What she received were photos.
Chi Huan suddenly sat up and clicked on the photo to enlarge it with trembling fingers.
She bit her lip, her breathing was ragged, rapid and unsteady, and her pupils were even more dilated.
There are four photos.
The first picture seems to have been taken secretly. The background is a relatively high-end entertainment venue abroad. The protagonist is Mu Xi... and a man.
The light was very dark, and I could only barely make out Mu Xi's face. She was not wearing revealing clothes, and she was quite decent, but her clothes... It wasn't that Chi Huan had a sharp eye, but that it was hard not to be recognized because of the famous brands. It was worth it in total. Tens of thousands.
She sat on the man's lap, with her waist wrapped around her. It was obvious that she was being forced, because her face was full of displeasure, and her hands were pressed against the man's chest.
The man's face was not in the camera. He was wearing black trousers and a black shirt, with the buttons on his chest open, revealing a small piece of his collarbone.
The second picture was not taken, it was probably taken from a surveillance camera. It was—
Fengxing raised his gun... and killed someone.
A man in his thirties was standing four or five meters away from him. The bullet entered his chest and he was bleeding.
The third picture is a photo of the explosion in the hotel...
Shooting from a long distance, a black car was photographed twenty meters in front of the explosion hotel...
The fourth picture is of Mo Shiqian getting into the car...
If she understood correctly, the hotel where Mo Shiqian stayed... exploded.
Although he left first.
But Chi Huan still felt that all the blood in his body was cold.
She thought he stayed in Mexico to find Mu Xi...
No wonder he didn't let her go...
Why, wasn't it said that the human trafficker group was surrounded and suppressed? Why would he still do such dangerous things...
Chi Huan was still in a daze when the call came in.
There was no doubt that the caller was the one who sent her the photo.
It's Lawrence.
She answered the phone.
Before she could speak, she was the first to speak out, "Where is Mu Xi? Lawrence, if you care about the relationship between father and son, if you are even a little grateful to the Mu family for raising your son, you can give her Tell Mo Shiqian where he is!"
Mu Xi is so young, she is still a senior in high school, she is not even eighteen yet.
She has a simple and upbeat temperament, and is carefree. She cannot be left to live in any situation...
Can't.
Lawrence's old and powerful voice smiled lightly, "Your focus seems to be wrong. Compared with Mu Xi, shouldn't you be more worried about Shi Qian? If he is not careful, he will die there."
Chi Huan's heart was gripped, "What do you mean?"
"Can't you see that someone is trying to kill him?"
She forced herself to be calm and said, "He told me that the human trafficking group has been surrounded and suppressed."
"Indeed, he did a very good job. He knows people from the peacekeeping army, Interpol, and even the American FBI. He was able to make arrangements in such a short period of time. It's better than I imagined."
Lawrence's unhurried tone was actually somewhat appreciative.
Chi Huan said indifferently, "Are you trying to tell me that the Yu Party will take revenge?"
"Did you see the person Feng Xing killed?"
Her heart tightened inexplicably, but her voice remained calm, "He killed someone, and the police won't let him go?"
"That man is the biggest drug lord in Mexico, Gale's nephew. It is said that he has had countless women in his life, but he is unmarried and has no children. He only has this nephew... "
Lawrence smiled faintly, "You should know the consequences of being killed by Feng Xing now without me telling him - he has already said that if he doesn't die in this life, he will kill his enemies with his own hands."
Chi Huan closed his eyes.
"Fengxing was also seriously injured by a gunshot during that siege. He was sent to a hospital in the United States by Shi Qian... He also called Gale directly and asked him to seek revenge, so he won't be able to do it in the short term. He will return home, because once he comes back... Gale's people will chase you to Lancheng, and you will be the only one who will be implicated, and of course he won't be able to part with it."
After a long time, Chi Huan smiled faintly and said, "Every step of the way, I really have to praise him for his sagacity."
He sent Mo Shiqian to jail, but not a single word appeared on the news. The reputation of the clod-sur heir could not be damaged.
He asked someone to beat Mo Shiqian, but he couldn't let him die or become disabled, he could only be slightly injured.
Everyone knew that Lawrence was at a disadvantage. He couldn't deal a devastating blow to Mo Shiqian, and they also knew that he couldn't.
"Is Mu Xi in your hands?"
"No, she did escape on her own."
Chi Huan sneered, "She is a little girl. No matter how skilled she is, how can she escape when there are many people and guns on the other side?"
"I just gave her a little help, which is enough for a girl who is smart and talented enough."
"Let Mo Shiqian be injured, Mu Xi be kidnapped, and then let her go deliberately so that the traffickers couldn't hand over the person when they wanted to redeem her, so Feng Xing thought they had broken up and killed the person in anger... in this way By provoking a drug lord, Mo Shiqian is really in danger all the time, and only clod-sur can compete with that drug lord, right?"
She even remembered a ridiculous line -
This is not a drill, this is actual combat.
Lawrence smiled lightly, "Miss Chi can think so clearly, she is a sensible person."
Chi Huan said nothing.
"He is my son. I can protect him today. When I die, someone else will make the decision. Clod-sur will no longer have anything to do with him... Of course, if Miss Chi believes in his ability, I believe he can do it no matter what." If he survives the catastrophe, just think that I am just kindly telling you his true situation today. I guess he has not told you anything."
"I know you don't mean well, and I won't think you mean well."
Chi Huan turned her head and looked out the window. It was pitch black and she could see nothing. Except for the blurry outline of her own shadow on the glass, she could hear her own voice in the quiet bedroom.
Quiet, indifferent, lonely.
She said, "I promise you to break up with him."