Ye Junjue was a little suspicious: "Ji Chenghong asked you personally?

He would be so uncautious to let you know who he is?"

Huang Sanbao told the full story of the winding inside: "After I have been in a big city for so long, I have never seen real people or news from those celebrities in the business circle. Ji Chenghong's people took me to a mansion. I have never seen such a good house in my life. At that time, Ji Chenghong had his back to me, but I could see that he was a foreigner. I also saw his photos on the wall, and a large photo frame was hanging there, which was Ji Chenghong.

A person like him is too generous to take action. I will never make that much money in my life. I was fascinated by the price he offered, so I agreed. Just spare me this time."

Ye Junjue felt confident and asked the bodyguard to let go of Huang Sanbao: "Huang Sanbao, if you want to survive, be a witness and tell everything you know."

Huang Sanbao was still a little clever: "But... even if we sued him, he would not be sentenced to death. He was committing a transnational crime and was under their jurisdiction. There was no death penalty in their country."

Ye Junjue curled a sneer on the corner of his lips: "Do you think Ji Chenghong would let him come out alive if he was in prison?

Don't be too naive, if he goes to jail, he will die.

The same goes for you. It is a dead end to you if you dare to be honest.

As long as you are witnesses, I can guarantee that you can come out of prison alive, at most, for more than ten years, and you can live a good life in the second half of your life."

After saying that, he walked outside first, and Aze also asked the bodyguard to take Huang Sanbao away.

After catching someone, Ye Junjue kept asking someone to guard Huang Sanbao, afraid that Ji Chenghong would kill someone to silence him, and also afraid that Huang Sanbao would run away.

As the victim, he and Mu Tingchen reported Ji Chenghong together. Because Huang Sanbao, a direct witness, had nothing wrong during the trial. The huge sum of money received by Huang Sanbao from Ji Chenghong became direct evidence of guilt.

Before Ji Chenghong was sentenced to jail, Mu Tingchen met him.

The old friends of the past meet again, and they no longer have the same taste as before.

Ji Chenghong's golden hair also lost the luster of the past carefully cared for, and he was also haggard.

Now that things have come, he can no longer maintain his proper demeanor: "Tingchen, let me go."

Mu Tingchen looked at him indifferently, without seeing any guilt in his eyes, only temporary misfortune. Behind the misfortune is the revenge for a comeback.

"Why didn't you think about letting me go?"

Faced with such questioning, Ji Chenghong hesitated for two seconds: "Tingchen, they are all businessmen. You should know what ambition is. I admit that I am sorry for you, but aren't you doing well now?

I can't go to prison, I'll be done in this life, and the efforts of my first half of my life are also done.

You can make the conditions, as long as you can let me go."

Mu Tingchen was angry and laughed: "Conditions?

Do you think I'm short of money or something else?"

Ji Chenghong growled madly: "Then what are you going to do?

!”

Mu Tingchen said lightly: "Why do you think I will stay abroad to see you after the trial?

I don’t miss the worthless feelings in the past, I just want to tell you the truth about the saying “I will die if I do unrighteousness.”

Now not only did you fail to acquire my Muslim, but I bought the company under your name. If you lose this gamble, it was your 'gamble' you. How does it feel to play with fire and burn yourself?"

Ji Chenghong became restless and shouted like crazy: "Mu Tingchen! Wait for me to come out, and when I get out of prison, I will make you worse than death!"

The noise was too big, so the prison guards were recruited and Ji Chenghong was forcibly dragged away.

Mu Tingchen murmured to himself: "You have no chance to come out..." The shipwreck finally came to an end, and Huang Sanbao was also punished by law and sentenced to fifteen years.

On the plane back home, Mu Tingchen closed his eyes and rested, and Ye Junjue was muttering: "Can you give me some shares of Ji Chenghong Company?

Mu's had just experienced a big hurdle before, and your money was difficult to spend. I'm going to help you share the burden. This is not the first time we have joined forces."

Mu Tingchen agreed very happily: "Thirty percent, give the money."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Ye Junjue said with great utmost urgency: "Since you feel so relieved to me, can our transportation contract be changed to exclusive?"

Mu Tingchen glanced at him sideways: "What are you doing when you are always thinking about transportation?

You don't rely on that to make a living, you're sick."

Ye Junjue refused to give in: "Of course you will never refuse anyone who has money to make money, just say whether you give it or not."

Mu Tingchen thought he was annoyed: "I'll consider it. If I get bothered with me, I won't talk."

Ye Junjue was tactful and stopped talking. I don’t know when it started, but both of them were much more pleasing to each other.

When he returned to the imperial capital, Mu Tingchen did not go home directly, but took a handful of flowers to an old cemetery. Ye Junjue, who was riding a car, suddenly stopped the sound when he saw the surrounding environment.

Today, the sun is bright, with lush grass in the cemetery and green cypresses standing in the forest. Some tombstones are in disrepair, while others are enshrined with flowers and fruits in front of them.

The breeze blew across the grass leaves, and in my ears, the sound of a dove whistle in the blue sky.

Ye Junjue suddenly stopped: "You go, I won't go."

Mu Tingchen glanced at him: "I've come here. If you hate him, go and take a look."

Ye Junjue hesitated for two seconds and continued to move forward with him.

Soon, Mu Tingchen stopped in front of a tombstone. The name of Mu's father was engraved on it. The photos sealed above the name looked lifelike and majestic.

Mu Tingchen placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, squatted down on one knee, and looked at the father in the photo: "I still hate you, and I didn't stop for a moment."

Ye Junjue didn't have the courage to look at the photos on the tombstone. He even wondered if he had a plastic surgery and made a comeback, would the old man not recognize him?

Thinking of the man who always hugged him when he was a child, he could no longer remember the warmth of the man's arms and had no special feeling.

Looking back on the details of the past, there are more disappointments and regrets.

After coming out of the tomb round and returning to the car, Ye Junjue protested: "Why don't you put me down in advance if you are coming to the cemetery?

I don't want to come to a place like this."

Mu Tingchen didn't know whether it was a joke or something, but said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for many years?"

It's good to bring you here to meet you.

Before he died, he told me to let me be more tolerant of you. Now he would feel very comforted when I take you here, right?

I just don’t want to continue to be slut with a dead person, and he won’t feel guilty and discomfort. Aren’t the ones suffering still alive?”

Ye Junjue didn't say anything. What he hoped more than hating his father was to get his father's love, more than his love for Mu Tingchen.
Chapter completed!