"What are you talking about, Mr. Ji? What kind of smuggled goods? Do you need me to check it for you?"

"Stop pretending to me, what did you do when you went to Munich?"

During that time, he was busy dealing with jy's internal loopholes and cooperation negotiations every day, and he was very busy. He didn't expect that Lu Siyu would use this as a threat.

This woman is too greedy.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Ji's goods overseas? I don't know. If it's smuggling, it's a big problem. If Interpol comes to investigate, won't Mr. Ji go to jail? Why don't Mr. Ji tell me?

Listen, let me help you solve it." Lu Siyu shook the cup in his hand, "Mr. Ji is not polite at all, how can he be so cruel!"

"Lu Siyu, you really have no spirit of contract. If I refuse to renew the contract, you will play dirty tricks on me, right?"

"If you don't want to renew the contract, then you won't renew it. Tomorrow is the last day. At worst, I will go abroad. But Mr. Ji's words are so unpleasant. If Mr. Ji really goes to jail in the future, don't you expect me to save you?"

Just as he was talking, a call came in from Ji Changmu's cell phone.

He stopped talking to Lu Siyu and picked up a new phone call.

It turned out to be the police and he needed to go to the police station.

Ji Changmu hung up the phone, took out a dark gray long windbreaker from the closet and put it on.

When he went downstairs, there was a strong wind outside, blowing the corners of his windbreaker.

A Yong was already waiting for him in the yard. Ji Changmu got into the car and asked him to drive to the police station with a calm face.

…

Time passes quickly.

It’s Qingming Festival in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Zhixing came back from abroad to see Qiao Chengfan, and he was accompanied by Qiao Muyuan.

The two siblings stood in the cemetery in silence, guarding this secluded place for half a day.

It has been raining in the capital since yesterday. Qiao Zhixing held an umbrella to protect Qiao Muyuan from the wind and rain. Both of them stood in the hazy rain and fog in black clothes, motionless, letting the wind and rain blow.

During this period, Ye Jiaqi had nightmares one after another and had a high fever. He always dreamed of Qiao Chengfan and that he was back.

Qiaosnian stayed with her every step of the way. Not only did he no longer interfere with the affairs of the Qiao Group, he rarely interfered with the overseas market. He stayed by Ye Jiaqi's side every day for fear that she would not be able to see him when she opened her eyes.

In the afternoon, Qiao Muyuan felt a little unable to stand, and his heart hurt so much that it felt like a knife was twisting.

Qiao Zhixing held her arm: "Sister, go back, it's very cold outside."

"I always dream about my brother these days. I dream about sitting on the back of his bicycle, and he drives me all over the capital... But when I open my eyes, my brother is nowhere to be seen..." Qiao Muyuan's voice became lower and lower,

The voice is hoarse.

"Sister." Qiao Zhixing put his arm around her shoulders and patted her gently, his eyes turning red. "Brother has a spirit in heaven and will protect us. It's very cold here. Let's go back first and see him another day."

Qiao Muyuan cried, and the tears continued like rain in the sky.

She covered her face and did not dare to look at the photo on the tombstone.

Her brother was clearly standing in front of her alive before...

Qiao Zhixing couldn't bear to see her cry, so he helped her down the mountain and left the cemetery.

Qiao Muyuan cried so hard that he was out of breath, and he still couldn't catch his breath when he got to the car.
Chapter completed!