After Jing Xiao finished washing and went out, Tang Mu Zhi didn't think much about it.
One is because she is still a little sleepy, and the other is because she has no habit of eating breakfast.
When she was lying on the bed in a fuzzy state, the scene from last night appeared in her mind for no reason.
Everything seems so unreal, too many things have happened in the past two days.
She was full of melancholy because of her father's affairs, and was also shocked that Jing Xiao concealed his identity. But, why did their relationship get closer last night?
Thinking of this, Tang Muzhi felt that his whole body was getting hot, especially his cheeks, which were extremely hot.
In fact, looking back now, she felt that she was coaxed into unconsciousness by Jing Xiao. With just a few words, a few glances, and a few kisses, he completely smitten her.
Just as she was in a daze, the bedroom door was opened again and Jing Xiao walked in.
"Aunt Man has prepared breakfast. Do you want to go out to eat, or should I bring it in for you?" He asked as he walked towards the bed, his tone full of pampering and indulgence.
Tang Muzhi glanced at him and asked, "What are you eating this morning?"
"Is there anything you want to eat? I can ask Aunt Man to cook it for you." Jing Xiao stood beside the bed, looked down at her and asked.
The original implication of Tang Muzhi's words was that he didn't want to have breakfast. After all, saying he was hungry before was just an excuse to urge him to get up.
But she never thought that he would ask a question seriously, which made her a little confused about how to answer.
They looked at each other like this, no one spoke first, and the atmosphere became a little subtle.
Not long after, Tang Muzhi felt a little embarrassed. She looked away and deliberately changed the subject: "If grandma comes over in the afternoon, will you stay here tonight?"
"I don't know this either, but you can wait until she comes and ask her yourself." Jing Xiao followed her words, and the doting in his eyes did not diminish by half.
His words made Tang Mu Zhi slightly startled, and he muttered in embarrassment, "I don't want it."
She just said it casually, why is this guy serious?
"Okay, do you want to get up and eat?" Jing Xiao didn't tease her anymore, but brought the topic back.
She shook her head without thinking, obviously not wanting to leave the bed yet.
"Then you sleep a little longer, and when you get hungry, ask Aunt Man to cook for you." Jing Xiao chuckled, and while explaining, he stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt for her, "I'm going out for a while. Come back before lunch. If you need anything, just send me a message or call me."
Because Tang Muzhi once sent him a message while he was at work, and his attitude and tone were not very good, so every time after that, he would specifically say this.
"Okay." Tang Muzhi nodded obediently, and then she saw him leaning over and kissing her forehead.
At this moment, a warm current suddenly surged in her heart, and her mind slowly emptied, as if this kind of married life was much better than two people living together.
When Jing Xiao came downstairs, Shi Qian was already waiting for him.
As soon as he got in the car, he received a message from Zhou Chengsi.
[Brother, uncle is not serious this time, right? Are we going back to before liberation? 】
As soon as he got up this morning, he had already discovered that many of the company's cooperation projects had problems.
He originally thought that what his father said last night was just talk, but now it seems that he is really going to take action.
Originally, Jing Xiao didn't plan to go to the company, but the situation was a bit urgent now, and he had no choice but to tell Tang Muzhi that he would go back before lunch.
He didn't reply, but dialed the phone directly.
The phone rang twice before it was answered, and then Zhou Chengsi's noisy voice came over.
"Brother, what made your uncle so angry last night? He started to deal with you again. Are you actually father and son?"
"Have you arrived at the company?" Jing Xiao had no time to pay attention to his nonsense and asked directly.
"Me? I'm at the company. Are you coming over now?" Zhou Chengsi on the other side of the phone paused and then said, "Do you need me to do anything?"
"You may have to pack up and go on a business trip." He replied briefly, his tone less like a discussion and more like an order.
"I just came back, why do I have to leave again?" Zhou Chengsi complained with some dissatisfaction, but quickly changed his tone and discussed, "Brother, it's almost the Chinese New Year, why don't you go with someone else? "
"Then you try to come back before the New Year." Jing Xiao said indifferently, and then hung up the phone without giving him any chance to bargain.
From nine o'clock in the morning until about eleven o'clock at noon, Jing Xiao almost never left the conference room.
The atmosphere in the room was very dull, and everyone was cautious, fearing that they would say the wrong thing.
Although what happened this time was exactly the same as it had been many years ago, Jing Xiao today is no longer the same as before.
Twelve noon, Yajiang Beiyuan.
When Tang Mu Zhi woke up again, there was rarely any sun outside the window.
The sun shone in through the gauze curtains and shone a little warmly on her arms.
She stared out the window in a daze for a while, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash up.
When she finished cleaning up and opened the door to go out, she heard talking and laughing in the living room from a distance. It seemed that Grandma Jing was here and was talking to Jing Xiao.
After seeing her come out, the two stopped talking.
Mrs. Jing, with a smile on her face, took the lead in greeting: "Zhizhi, come here quickly, I haven't seen you for several days."
Tang Muzhi smiled sweetly and called out obediently, "Grandma."
"Zhizhi, grandma came here today because she has something she wants to explain to you." Mrs. Jing said as she waved to her to sit next to her.
Hearing this, she and Jing Xiao looked at each other, and then they didn't refuse. They walked over obediently and sat down next to her as instructed.
Jing Xiao looked at her with doting and tenderness in his eyes, which was completely different from the cold and terrifying look in the company conference room not long ago.
"Are you hungry? You can eat soon." He asked softly.
"I'm not hungry." As soon as she finished speaking, her hand was held by Mrs. Jing beside her.
The old man's face darkened, and he said seriously: "Zhizhi, Ah Xiao and I didn't mean to lie to you."
"Grandma, I already know, I'm not angry." She explained hurriedly, with a touch of embarrassment on her face.
She knew that the Jing family didn't mean to lie to her, but they just had concerns. Everyone has a last resort.
Seeing her grandma's expression as if she didn't believe it, she glanced at Jing Xiao, wanting him to prove it for her.
However, this guy raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned close to her, and whispered: "I have already explained it to grandma, but she doesn't believe it. She has to explain it to you in person to feel at ease."
Upon hearing this, Tang Muzhi looked at a loss, but before she could speak, Mrs. Jing beside her started talking again.
"Zhizhi, your grandma and I can be said to be good friends who grew up together. Although we later had families and became busy, the relationship between me and her has never changed."
When the matter about her grandma was mentioned, Tang Muzhi still felt a little uncomfortable. She listened quietly like that, as if she was trying to picture the scene in her mind through those few words.
Mrs. Jing told her a lot about the past, and she didn't finish talking until lunch.
At the dinner table, Jing Xiao had been thoughtfully picking up food for her, and occasionally saying a few words of support. For a moment, the atmosphere at the dinner table was particularly warm.
It seemed that only during that short meal time, Jing Xiao could temporarily forget about the company and relax his tense nerves.
After finishing the meal, Tang Muzhi and Mrs. Jing sat on the sofa drinking tea and did not leave until about three o'clock in the afternoon.
Jing Xiao stayed with them. After sending grandma away, he went into the study to do some work.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, he received a call from Shi Qian.
"Hey..." His deep voice sounded, looking a little impatient and even vaguely angry.
Listening to his slightly unhappy voice, Shi Qian couldn't help feeling a chill down his back, and hurriedly reported the business, "Master Jing, Tang Hong died in the hospital."
"Dead?" He murmured, as if he didn't believe it.
How could someone who was fine yesterday be dead today? And didn't the doctor already say that he was out of danger? Why did he still die?
"The specific reason is not yet clear, but it has been confirmed that he is dead." Shi Qian's voice was still calm, without any waves.
Jing Xiao leaned back on the chair and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and slowly exhaled a wisp of white smoke.
It took a long time before he replied, "I know."
Shi Qian responded, and then said: "Master Jing, I found a person who had a good relationship with Tang Hong before, and I can confirm that Tang Hong did bring him something, but when we went to look for him, that person had disappeared. ”
"Go ahead and investigate. I must know what Tang Hong gave him." Jing Xiao confessed, feeling a little irritated, and then said, "You made people stare at Qian Lin, now that we can find out that person , then he must be able to do it too.”
Tang Hong's death was unexpected. Once he died, many things came to a deadlock. If you want to break the situation, you have to find the key.
"Understood, I will arrange for someone to look for him as soon as possible." Shi Qian responded respectfully, hesitated, and asked tentatively, "Master Jing, do you think Tang Hong's death was an accident?"
"I don't know. This is something that the police should investigate." He replied lightly, obviously unwilling to say more, let alone speculate too much.
Hearing this, Shi Qian also shut up knowingly.
After hanging up the phone, Jing Xiao looked in the direction of the door and didn't get up for a long time.
Although he knew that Tang Hong's death could not be hidden, he didn't know how to tell Tang Muzhi. After all, the person who died was her father.
After a while, he put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up and walked out of the study.
When he went out, Tang Muzhi had just walked from the living room to the bedroom. She looked a little panicked. It was obvious that she had received a call and learned about Tang Hong's death.
"You know?" He stopped and asked with a worried look on his face.
