Chapter 266 Shuiliang, What Are You Doing Here?

Qin Muchen's eyes slowly fell on Qin Muli, and then quickly turned away: "I do a lot of things, I don't know which one dad is referring to?"

Half truth and half falsehood, no one can see through it.

Father Qin's face had turned cold, and he pinched Qin Muchen's collar hard: "Which other piece could it be? Qin Muchen, do you know that the bullet is near the heart, and your eldest brother almost died!"

It took two days of resuscitation to save a life!

Qin Muchen's expression did not change. He grabbed Qin's father's hand and straightened his messy collar: "It's inevitable for people who work on the street to get hurt. It's just near the heart, not on the heart."

"Dad, are you making too much of a fuss?"

"Moreover."

The words suddenly stopped, and he leaned against the wall playfully, looking at them lazily: "I have countless wounds on my body, not to mention the ones near the heart, and I have almost been hit several times. , I’ve never seen dad so anxious.”

"Not even a word of condolence."

"Oh, I was stupid. If I died, Dad wouldn't even blink an eye."

Qin Muchen's words were not serious, and even a bit teasing.

A few jokes made light of his painful past.

There was a frozen atmosphere in the entire ward, as if even the air had stopped flowing.

Wen Jingran had long been frightened.

She was used to being lawless around Qin Muchen. In fact, in the final analysis, she was just a paper tiger.

Father Qin's anger suddenly subsided and he sneered: "Are you blaming me now?"

"No." Qin Muchen showed no emotion, and his voice did not waver at all: "If it hadn't been for that past, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"...Now, it's pretty good."

In the past, people were not humans, and ghosts were not ghosts, so that he could become what he is today.

Really, it's pretty good.

Father Qin said nothing and looked at him coldly, as if he were looking at a stranger.

Qin Muchen glanced at Qin Muli and smiled slightly: "Brother, it's better to get well as soon as possible. The group has a lot of things waiting for you to deal with."

Qin Muli frowned. Qin Muchen had brought the group together. Now, didn't he want to take it back while he was injured?

Even Qin's father was a little in disbelief: "...The board of directors is clamoring for you to go back, but you won't go back?"

"Yeah." Qin Muchen handed over his hand and said without any attachment, "I won't go back."

"...What if I let you go back?"

"Dad is joking again. It was you who asked me to hand over the company, and now you ask me to go back. Where do you want...brother's face to go?"

"..."

Qin Muchen looked at them and had nothing to say again. He lowered his head, looked at his watch, and said, "I'm going back first. Brother, please take good care of yourself."

After he walked out, he turned his head and said to Wen Jingran, "Let's go."

Wen Jingran looked at Qin Muli, staring at his cold eyes, as if like a piece of ice that could not be melted. She stared at him intently for a few seconds before she followed Qin Muchen away.

…

When Gu Shinian returned from the garden with the sleeping little wife in his arms, he realized that Qin Muchen was back.

"Miss Gu, go and have a look. As soon as Mr. Mu came back, he went to the swimming pool and never came out." The housekeeper took the young lady from her hand and told him in a low voice: "I have never seen Mr. Mu before. So disappointed."

Lost?

This word seems to be insulated from this man.

Gu Shinian walked up worriedly, opened the door, and saw him in the huge swimming pool, shirtless, standing alone in the middle of the water, with a cigarette lit in his mouth.

There was a slight sound of water flowing behind him. Qin Muchen turned around and saw Gu Shinian clumsily getting into the water.

His eyebrows sank, and he said displeasedly: "Shui Liang, what are you doing here?"