Milo looked at the middle-aged man in the mirror. After closing the door, he poured himself a glass of water. He looked at his child's bedroom, walked carefully to the study, and leaned on the chair, his whole body becoming more decadent.
After waiting for a while, his wife came over, looked at her husband, and said very excitedly: "It's Arjun, our Arjun is back! He's back in one piece!"
As she talked, the woman burst into tears. The middle-aged man listened to his wife's cry, but he didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart. Instead, he became more and more irritable. He picked up the water glass and drank it all in one gulp, shouting in a low voice: "Why are you crying?" , crying so loudly, do you want people to know that Ajun is still alive?"
"What do you mean?"
The woman's eyes widened and she looked at her husband in disbelief.
"Arjun is still alive. He has come back. Why can't we let people know?"
"Why? Why? I'll tell you why!"
The man scratched his hair, like a trapped beast, his pupils were dilated, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He lowered his voice and opened a drawer, which contained four personal accident insurance contracts.
He took them out, spread them out one by one, pointed to one and said: "At the beginning, I bought insurance for our whole family, and now Ajun's insurance compensation has been sent. At this time, if people know that he is still alive, we will I'm cheating on insurance, do you understand? Moreover, Ajun's insurance compensation exceeds 10 million, which is a huge amount of money involved. Once discovered, I will stay there for more than ten years. What will you do then?"
"Ajun is back, it's too early."
"We can explain! We also thought Arjun was dead! We all received the death notice, as long as we return the money..."
His wife's somewhat broken words made the man calm down. He stood up to protect his wife and patted her back.
At this time, Milo also saw the man's name, Wu Zhan, from the contract on the table.
"I know, I know, but...but..."
Halfway through the words, Wu Zhan let go of his hand, took a step back, held his wife's cheek, looked at her, and said, "Now it's not just a matter of Jun's insurance."
"What's the meaning?"
Wu Zhan's wife noticed something was wrong. She suddenly thought of something, and her expression was a little fearful and a little desperate.
"Some time ago, our family's financial chain was broken, and I used Ajun's compensation to make up for it, so we can't explain the matter, and we won't get the money back."
The woman who had expected it could not help but slumped down when she heard this. Wu Zhan hugged her and comforted her: "Let's let Ajun go back to the mountains first. You can worship him every day." In the name of this, give him some food, and after a while, I’ll finish handling the company’s problems, and then we’ll pick him up.”
"Is this really okay?"
The woman suddenly grabbed Wu Zhan's hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"Yes, it must be possible! As soon as daybreak, I will sell off some of the assets on hand, and I will soon be able to collect enough money. Then I will report the case to show that Ajun is not dead. At that time, even if I still have to ask for If you go in, you, Ajun, and Aqiu will have enough money to live well."
After saying that, Wu Zhan kissed the woman's forehead and said seriously: "Now, go and call Ajun down. I will send him back to the mountains right away before dawn."
When the woman heard this, she was surprised and said: "So urgent?"
"Have you forgotten? Ever since Ajun disappeared, the man surnamed Chen has been coming to our house all the time, with all kinds of strange reasons. In fact, he suspected that Ajun's death was related to insurance. At first, we all thought this man was crazy. But now it seems that he may have discovered something. We can’t take risks and must send Ajun back to the mountains as soon as possible. You go and explain to Ajun, and I will bring the car."
After Wu Zhan finished speaking, he stood up, picked up the car keys and walked out.
The woman was silent for a moment, adjusted her makeup, and walked into the door of her child's room again. Only this time, instead of taking the child in, he took the child away.
"Ajun, you have to be careful on the mountain! Remember to be careful. Mom will go up the mountain to pick you up in a few days."
The woman stuffed Wu Jun's schoolbag with various things and asked him to be careful on the mountain.
Wu Zhan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw everything in his eyes. His eyes softened a lot, but he said: "Okay, okay! How old is Arjun? He can take care of himself. You said so much." , the child will find you annoying again."
"What does my instruction to Arjun have to do with you?"
The woman responded displeasedly, but saw her husband gesturing to her with his eyes.
She walked to the driver's seat and heard Wu Zhan whisper: "Today, the guy named Chen will probably come back. I always think he will do bad things. You find a way to stop him."
"I know, be careful on the road."
Hearing this, the woman also understood the seriousness of the matter. After nodding in agreement, she stood at the door of her home and looked at the car driving away.
Milo looked around. From the moment Wu Jun got into the car, the aura of Taixu Illusion changed. The gray mist that was originally hidden under various appearances began to roll, and hands seemed to grow out of it, trying to keep Wu Jun. Down.
Milo glanced at the woman, left two more talismans, and left with the car.
While he was running, the breeze blew through the conversation in the car, and the precious mirror hung beside him, reflecting the scene in the villa.
"Dad, can I still go home?"
In the car, Wu Jun looked at the street lights and trees passing by outside and suddenly spoke.
Although Wu Zhan was curious about why his son asked such a question, he still responded in the affirmative: "What are you thinking about? Of course you can go home. When I finish handling the company's affairs, you can come back. By then, you Go wherever you want to go.”
"how about you?"
Milo in the woods frowned. Wu Jun was a little strange at this time, as if he was suppressing something.
"Me? What's wrong with me?"
Wu Zhan pretended to be relaxed, but Wu Jun's breath became even more gloomy. He couldn't help shouting: "I'm not a fool. I can see that my room has been tidied up and specially sealed. And what you said to mom, I heard that too. I shouldn’t go home, right?”
"What are you thinking!"
Wu Zhan, who was driving, forced himself to calm down and tried to use a calm tone to explain to Wu Jun: "You are my son, and that is also your home. You should go back!"
"But……"
Wu Jun seemed to want to say something, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Zhan.
"But what? Your mother is still waiting for you? You want her and me, the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, can't you?"
Wu Zhan suddenly stepped on the emergency brake, turned around with red eyes, and roared at Wu Jun.
But the next second, he looked at Wu Jun who was looking at him, his eyes were also red, and he was speechless for a moment. He looked at Wu Jun's face, and for some reason, his mouth became trembling.
"Ajun, I don't mean to yell at you, don't worry about it. You also know that your father and I have such a temper. When I get angry, I can't control it. Don't take it to heart! Dad...Dad...Dad just wants to I want you to be well, as long as you are well, that’s fine. You...do you understand..."
At the end of Wu Zhan's words, Wu Zhan started to sob. Hearing such a voice, Wu Jun's originally red eyes filled with a faint glimmer of water. It seemed that something was about to flow out, but nothing seemed to be able to flow out. come out.
He slowly lowered his head and said softly: "Okay! I will go home."
After saying that, Wu Jun lowered his voice again and murmured: "We agreed, I will definitely go home..."
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