Ten days later, the concert in City S was still a complete success, everything was calm, but Han Muxue's spirit seemed to be getting worse, which made Ling Ziyue couldn't help but worry.

"Why don't you go to the celebration party tonight and go back to the hotel to have a good rest."

The black business car shuttled through the endless night, inside the car, in the back seat. Looking at the bloodless Han Muxue, Ling Ziyue made a suggestion in a soft voice, Han Muxue was still holding on, she tried her best to wave her hands, and was about to refuse.

, but he was exhausted and fell into Ling Ziyue's arms.

When she woke up again, she was already on a soft big bed in the hotel, surrounded by a bunch of people, and white coats were floating in front of her eyes.

"you're awake?"

Ling Ziyue held her cold hand and put it against his cheek, carefully studying every inch of her expression. Only then did Han Muxue notice his unshaven chin and his eyes, which were red and haggard.

Han Muxue was so strong that she tried to sit up and looked around.

"Is the celebration banquet over? Several important media people, sponsors, and fan support groups are here tonight. It would be inappropriate for me not to go."

Although she has never adapted to the identity of this idol since five years ago, the more she gets into it, coupled with this return, and seeing the support of so many people in the audience, she still feels that she cannot live up to it.

"Don't worry about this, I will take care of it."

Hearing that she was still working, Ling Zi became more and more angry.

"Your only task now is to take good care of your body. You don't have to worry about other things."

He had a tough attitude, pulled Han Muxue's quilt and carefully tucked it in for her, then pulled her to lie down quickly.

"Mr. Ling, we need to check Miss Han again to see if there are any abnormalities in her body. Please stay away first."

The female nurse on the side suddenly issued an eviction order. Ling Ziyue stood up and looked at the armed doctors. Although he hesitated for a while, it was an urgent call. After hearing a few words, he frowned.

He walked quickly outside the ward and had no choice but to give Xiaoyun, who was accompanying him, a few words.

Among the three people standing side by side, the nurse blocked Xiaoyun's sight, while the male doctor who was leaning over and reviewing Han Muxue with a stethoscope and smiling, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, made Han Muxue come back to his senses.

"you!"

She was a little excited and struggled to get up. When she was about to confront the person, she found that Xiaoyun had fainted and fell to the ground.

"You, what did you do to Xiaoyun?"

Seeing the limp Xiaoyun, like a puppet on strings, in the hands of this female nurse, Han Muxue felt a chill run down his spine.

"Just be good and nothing will happen to her."

The man pulled down his mask. Although his appearance was different, Han Muxue still guessed it.

"Zhou Ziqi."

"Tell me what you want to do."

"Okay, now I don't even bother to call the boss."

He was still the same, smiling mask, slowly approaching, one hand, pinching Han Muxue's delicate and white neck with little force.

"I warned you, when you are a dog, you must be obedient. No matter where you go, you must never forget your roots."

The viciousness in his eyes was revealed, and he chuckled, ruthlessly.

"The owner will deal with the useless dog immediately."

He finally let go. Han Muxue coughed violently, but was not afraid.

Very good, he still didn't realize that he was the real Han Muxue, and he was so smart that he thought that his plan of substituting others had succeeded.

"You are indeed very different from before."

Seeing the calmness in Han Muxue's beautiful eyes, Zhou Ziqi found it interesting.

"Okay. I came to a big city and saw a bit of the world. Sure enough, I am no longer a country girl."

"But don't forget, there is no drug suppression on a regular basis..."

"It's you!"

Han Muxue became angry, which gave her great strength. She stared angrily and pulled Zhou Ziqi's collar.

"It seems that I still haven't remembered everything."

"I hope you won't forget your mission in country C."

He reached out and patted Han Muxue's cheek, and then left with a group of people. Before leaving, the last person in the team suddenly came to Han Muxue, gave her a bottle of blue potion, and then followed

Go up, and in the end, he still made a gesture of raising his head to her with a very uneasy gesture.

Han Muxue didn't care about what was in her hands. Although she was still dizzy, she got out of bed and stumbled to Xiaoyun's side to check the situation.

I don't know what these people did to Xiaoyun. At this time, she had woken up, shook her head that was still awake, and looked at Han Muxue with hazy and dull eyes, in a dissociated state.

Han Muxue hugged Xiaoyun tightly and drank everything in her hand as if she had made up her mind.

Although he was answering the phone outside the door, Ling Ziyue's gaze did not leave Han Muxue's room for long, but kept staring at it.

Gu Yan's clear voice came again on the phone.

"Old Ling, this Zhou Ziqi is not simple. He now controls twenty-six shares of your Ling Group. Are your father's old subordinates rebelling again so quickly?"

"I know this news, is there anything else?"

"Oh, it seems that you have everything under control. Judging from your tone, you are not in a hurry."

"Twenty-six percent, he still can't escape."

Ling Ziyue snorted coldly.

"Besides, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"Don't show off."

Gu Yan paused for a moment and put away his playful attitude.

"He was the third victim in the 813 serial murder case and Zhou Yun's biological son."

"Zhou Yun, that female college student?"

Upon hearing the news, Ling Zi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Yes," Gu Yan's tone softened. After thinking for a long time, he had always been open-minded in front of Ling Ziyue, but now he became cautious.

"I remember that the female college student your father sponsored back then was also named Zhou Yun."

"enough!"

This matter, this name, has always been an absolute taboo that cannot be mentioned in Ling Ziyue's place.

"Okay, I understand, thank you for your hard work."

Gu Yan, who was on the other end of the phone, could only sigh heavily when he heard Ling Ziyue's slightly stiff and distant tone.

What was supposed to come came.

But some things still have to be faced.

"Mr. Ling?"

After hanging up the phone, Ling Zi closed his eyes more and more, his face full of exhaustion.

Hearing someone's voice, he raised his eyes and saw that it was the group of medical experts who had finished treating Han Muxue at some unknown time.

The leader was smiling, holding his hands behind his back, looking at him steadily. His smile was very professional, but Ling Ziyue always felt that something was strange.

"How is it? How is Xue'er's health?"

Although it feels strange, what Ling Ziyue is most concerned about at the moment is Han Muxue's physical condition, which is more important than anything else.

"Ms. Han is just rushing to perform. She is too tired. Mr. Ling should pay more attention and don't make Miss Han work too hard."

"Oh, by the way, Miss Han can't be easily stimulated and has some neurasthenia. Mr. Ling should pay more attention to her."

He took two steps closer, showing no fear of Ling Zi crossing this thousand-year-old iceberg.
Chapter completed!