Di Lin's tone was cold, "I mean them."

Both of his accidents were very hidden.

If it were those guys he offended when he was in the team before, he wouldn't have been so low-key, it's not very similar to those people's style.

Therefore, he suspected that these were insiders - people who were more familiar with him.

If his intuition is not wrong, this may also be related to the Di family.

If he dies, whoever is most beneficial to him will be the one who wants him to die.

This time, he is "dead", and the other party should also jump out.

"You mean..." Jun Qing guessed his thoughts, "Is it my own?"

Di Lin nodded, "So... from now on, you must be more careful, even if the other party's surname is Emperor, don't take it lightly."

Mu Jinbai swallowed the instant noodles in the bucket in big mouthfuls and stood up from the sofa.

"You guys talk, I'll go out for a walk."

After picking up the curtain and going out, Mu Jinbai looked around and took out a cigarette and sent it to his lips to light it.

He looked up at the night sky and slowly exhaled a blue-gray smoke.

After a few hours of feeling like a roller coaster, I can finally calm down now.

The man slowly walked up the pier and stared at the undulating night sea in front of him.

In my heart, I felt a feeling of wanting to express myself unconsciously.

I reached my finger through my pocket and touched my phone, but I still didn't take out my phone.

There are hundreds of phone numbers stored on the phone, including partners, subordinates, and friends...

No one is alone, and it is suitable to tell in this situation.

Inside the tent.

Jun Qing held up the instant noodles bucket and swallowed the warm soup inside in big mouthfuls.

The empty stomach was filled with warmth.

She raised her face and looked to her side.

Di Lin, who noticed that the instant noodles had almost not moved, frowned slightly.

"Why don't you eat?"

The man didn't say anything, but just stretched out his arm and pulled her over and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Sorry, gentle!"

This time, he was lucky enough to come back alive.

What if he really can't come back?

Di Lin dared not think about that possibility.

With his arms tightly on the man's waist and back, Jun Qing put his face against his chest.

"In the future, you have to double your compensation!"

"kindness."

"I received your piano and I like it very much."

"kindness."

"Actually..." She raised her face and smirked, "I'm not particularly sad, because I know you will definitely come back."

He is a fool, so he can't tell her right and wrong.

Pulling the girl over and holding her arms, he lowered his head and buried his face in her neck.

"In the future, I will listen to you whatever you ask me to do. I will accompany you wherever you want. I will make whatever you want..."

Jun chuckled and stroked the short hair behind his head.

"I remember this all you said."

"kindness."

...

...

The next morning.

When Duan Siming, Duan Sifan and others arrived at the port, Di Lin had already left.

Under the persuasion of everyone's "hard work", Jun Qing finally accepted the current facts and left the port sadly with everyone.

The stock market opened on the same day, and Di's shares fell by another three percentage points.

Jun Qing returned to the hotel, packed his luggage, and accompanied by Mu Jinbai, he stepped on the exclusive business jet of the Di family back to the Imperial Capital with Di Siming and others.
Chapter completed!