Chapter 854: He Looked at the Woman in a Trance

In the dark and quiet bedroom, Mu Sihan just looked at the ceiling expressionlessly.

The curtains had been closed by him using the remote control.

There was no light in the room.

He opened his eyes and listened to his heavy breathing.

My mind is empty, but my heart hurts.

He didn't know how to relieve it.

He just stared at the ceiling blankly for a long time, and then he didn't know how he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt a soft, warm little body in my arms.

He hugged his little body subconsciously.

"Kitten." He called her out of habit.

The little body snuggled into his arms, and then a childish voice sounded, "Daddy, you held me so hard that I almost couldn't breathe!"

Eyes snapped open.

The curtains were pulled open at some point, and a fish-belly white light just appeared outside the window. The soft light shone in and fell on him and the little thing in his arms.

Mu Sihan opened his eyes and frowned when he saw that the person he was holding in his arms was not Nan Zhi but Xiao Kaihou.

"Why are you here?" He said, expressionless. The body moved, and the silk was slipped away, revealing a lean and strong chest.

The straps of his nightgown came untied at some point. He got up from the bed and tied the straps.

The sharp outlines looked a bit inhuman under the light coming through.

Xiao Kai half-knelt on the bed, wearing small pajamas. He looked at the expressionless Mu Sihan and muttered dissatisfied, "Daddy, even though Mei Zhizhi is gone, do you still have me?"

Mu Sihan glanced at Xiao Kai, "Aren't you going back to the training camp?"

"Go back."

"From now on, like other children, you will go home once a year."

Xiao Kai jumped off the bed and hugged Mu Sihan's waist, "Meizhi Zhizhi asked me to come back to accompany you more often!"

Pulling Xiao Kai's hands away from his waist, Mu Sihan narrowed his narrow black eyes, which looked deep and indifferent under the backlight, "No need."

Xiao Kai looked at his father who seemed really sad after Mei Zhizhi left. He rubbed his short hair, tilted his head and thought about it, how can he make his father happy again?

There is an unobvious beauty peak on Xiao Kai's forehead, her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and her skin has inherited the good genes of Nan Zhi, and she can't tan no matter how much she is exposed to the sun. However, her pair of dark and narrow eyes in the pink and jade carvings are similar to Mu Sihan's. same.

Mu Sihan realized that he was venting his dissatisfaction with Nan Zhi's departure on Xiao Kai. He bent down and rubbed his little head, "Okay, your mommy is gone. You can study hard in the training camp." , Daddy will also work hard."

Xiao Kai took a few steps back, his small body suddenly stood up straight, and his small onion-like hands saluted Mu Sihan, "Yes, Daddy."

Mu Sihan was amused by his serious look.

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After Xiao Kai went to the training camp, Mu Sihan was the only one left in Jinhan Palace. In fact, it wasn't just him, there were also Butler Yi, Mr. Dong, and countless servants... But without Nan Zhi by his side, he felt cold and lonely.

Mr. Dong helped him with psychological counseling for three days.

The restless mood gradually improved.

After his morning swim, he went to the bedroom and took a shower.

With a bath towel tied around Jingshuo's waist, he stood in front of the wardrobe and selected a luxurious black shirt.

There were still drops of water dripping from the sharp short hair.

The face under the mirror was as cold and profound as if it had been carefully carved by a craftsman. It was so handsome that no flaws could be found.

Slender fingers fastened the delicate twist buttons one by one.

Putting on his black coat, he walked downstairs with graceful and steady steps.

Royal blood flows in his bones. After being tempered by time and experience, he naturally carries an aura of aloof king, looking down on the world, making people want to worship and admire him.

Butler Yi has prepared the car and is waiting outside.

The servants unanimously noticed that the prince was becoming more serious and smiling.

Arriving at the office, Mu Sihan was called to the reception room by the queen's secretary.

The Queen was meeting with a middle-aged man. The man wore a well-tailored black suit with a crisp white shirt underneath, and his tie was tied meticulously. From the back, he looked like an imposing man.

Mu Sihan walked into the reception room, and the man turned back to look at him.

It was a face with sharp edges and corners, gentleness and elegance, and a murderous and decisive face.

He has the maturity of a man in his forties and the arrogance of a successful man.

The queen and the man stood up at the same time.

"Si Han, this is Mr. Helian."

He Lianxiao, the richest man in the world, has the wealth in his hands to control the economic lifeline of several small countries. Even the president of Country M is a big shot that no one dares to offend easily.

His family is legendary in Country M. His ancestors were European nobles, but they are also very low-key. The current head of the family is none other than He Lianxiao.

Because of Ye Qing's incident, Country S was in an economic crisis. After many contacts, the Queen contacted He Lianxiao and invited him to Country S.

Mu Sihan stepped forward, shook hands with He Lianxiao and said hello.

At this time, the door of the reception room was pushed open again, and a cool and extremely pleasant voice sounded, "Her Majesty the Queen, Daddy."

A tall and slender figure walked in. She was wearing a white chiffon shirt and a black skirt. Her brown curly hair was spread over her shoulders. The moment she opened the door and walked in, Mu Sihan looked slightly dazed.

I thought Nan Zhi was back for a while.

The woman who came in was young and beautiful, and her eyebrows looked a bit like Nan Zhi's.

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In a small town in a certain European country, the yards in front of each house are full of flowers, the streets are spotless, the architectural style is unique, and it is full of art and romantic style.

There is no feasting and revelry here, only freshness and elegance.

Nan Zhi and An Feng, Qiao Yanze has been here for more than two months.

Qiao Yanze's mood has not improved, but has become worse and worse.

Every day he drinks to drown his sorrows.

Nan Zhi and An Feng take turns to accompany him and comfort him.

But the harm caused by Xiaoying to him is too deep and too deep.

He can't forgive Xiaoying, let alone forgive himself.

It was he who caused the Qiao family to be broken up. He didn't know what the meaning of living was with his appearance of neither human nor ghost?

Nan Zhi was cooking in the kitchen, and suddenly An Feng's voice came, "Zhi Zhi, it's bad, your uncle is missing!"

Nan Zhi's heart tightened.

She asked An Feng to help her watch the kitchen, and she hurried to the bedroom.

Qiao Yanze was really gone.

"Mom, you cook first, I'll go out to find my uncle!"

Nan Zhi took off her apron and walked quickly out of the yard.

After some inquiries, Nan Zhi learned that Qiao Yanze walked towards the beach.

When Nan Zhi ran to the beach, she saw Qiao Yanze walking towards the sea, and the sea water reached his chest.

If he walked any further, or if a big wave hit him, he would probably be buried in the sea.