C70

You must work harder

Late at night, the breeze blew in through the half-open window. Xia Mu tucked the children in before going to wash up.

She didn't feel strange spending the night alone with her child, but tonight, she felt very lonely.

In the past five years, she had led her two children and her grandmother through a difficult period of time. She had thought that she would never be able to hold on for much longer, but she still clenched her teeth and endured it.

The days were getting better and better. Xia Mu brushed her teeth, white toothpaste popped out from the corner of her mouth, and she quickly took a shower.

When she put down the toothbrush, the thought in her mind became more and more firm. Perhaps, she should find that person and fulfill her promise to her daughter.

"Darling, Mommy will give you a daddy."

"Then will he have an uncle?"

"It should be."

Xia Mu thought that the man with the pair of baby like eyes should be a competent father. As for whether he was a competent husband, it wasn't within her consideration. All she had to do was make her child have a father, not the "fatherless" child who was being talked about behind his back in kindergarten.

Gently pushing the door open and entering the room, he saw that the lights had been turned off. In the quiet room, he could clearly hear the breathing of the children.

Xia Mu turned on the flashlight and opened the book in the drawer.

This was her account book, which recorded the daily expenses of the day. Xia Mu had always been thrifty, and required a lot of money to spend on a lot of things, such as the children's school expenses, the monthly living expenses to be sent to Grandma, the rent for the courtyard, and the surgery fees to be saved for the baby. Every month, it was just enough.

A part-time job like "Yin Lan" was not always available every month. Wang Lan Lan didn't have many part-time jobs that she could offer, but as long as there was a part-time job, Wang Lan Lan would definitely help Xia Mu fight for it. Regarding this, Xia Mu was extremely grateful.

Wang Lan Lan was actually very against Xia Mu entering and exiting the "dark blue" place. Although it was an official business office, it was still full of people from all different walks of life. Wang Lan Lan was worried that Xia Mu wouldn't be able to protect her and get hurt, so she felt very sorry for him.

However, the decent income from part-time work was a huge temptation for Xia Mu.

After Xia Mu finished calculating the living expenses that he still needed to live on until the end of the month, he left the living expenses that he sent to his grandma alone, preparing to send them to the elderly tomorrow.

Looking at his already thin wallet, Xia Mu took a deep breath and encouraged himself: Xia Mu, you have to work harder!

Mu Dong happily left the courtyard and drove the car. He was in no hurry to go home, so he took his time strolling along the road.

When his loud old cell phone rang, Mu Dongdong was waiting for a red light.

Seeing the number, he pressed the answer button.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Excuse me …"

After the call connected, Mu Dongdong immediately confirmed the number again. That's right, it was his brother, Mu Zexi. But why was it a woman's voice? She seemed to have heard this woman's voice somewhere before!

It was as if, on a hot afternoon training day, a young female soldier, who was wearing camouflage training clothes and carrying all the equipment on her back, was greeting him with a salute, waiting for his order.

During the call, a young girl with a ponytail held the phone, her delicate eyebrows lightly knitted together. That voice was too familiar, so familiar that she would always remember it!

Could the strict and domineering man who his teammates called the "Demon Captain" be him?

Chapter 224 - What the hell is this title?!

Hospital, emergency transfusion room.

At the door, a tall young girl stood there. She stood very straight and her entire body was tense.

He pressed down the button on the screen and looked down at the phone in his hand. He closed his eyes and tried his best to dissipate the sound in his head. When he opened his eyes, there was no emotion in them. They were cold and detached.

At night, the IV drip room was very quiet. Mu Zexi was leisurely sitting on a chair. The iron chair at the hospital made him feel uncomfortable. His handsome face was currently covered with spots of red.

Drip by drip, the solution was injected into the vein along the tube. The man's black shirt was rolled up to his elbow, and his exposed skin was also a patch of red.

Mu Xiangdong supported his chin with one hand as he stared at the entrance of the transfusion room with his slender eyes. He was thinking how the person who had gone out to make the call could have waited so long. Who would save him if something happened to him?

Just as he was deep in thought, an elegant figure appeared at the door.

The man's half-closed eyes instantly shone with a dazzling light. His lazy voice echoed in the quiet IV drip room, "An An, come here."

An An?

What kind of moniker was this?

Zhou Nian An thought that after completing this task, she would never agree to be a personal guard again. However, that phone call had come back to him again. Zhou Nian An didn't want to end the mission so early.

Zhou Nian'an stopped ten centimeters away from the man. Her voice was not as delicate as a normal woman's, but it had a slightly feminine quality to it. It was a little low, but enough to enchant others.

"Young Master Xi, what are your orders?" His attitude, neither servile nor overbearing, nor emotional, was completely inconspicuous.

"An'an …" Mu Zexi held her chin and raised her head slightly. Her slender eyes locked onto the young girl in front of her as she spoke with a wronged tone, "Since I'm like this, can't you treat me better?" That look was indescribably pitiful, and it suddenly made Zhou Nian An feel a little bit apologetic.

Her thin lips moved slightly. "Sorry," she said. These two words were the limit of what she could say. All in all, the fact that this man had been sent to the hospital had a lot to do with her. However, did he really not know that he was allergic to black gallons?

Five hours ago, at six in the evening, Mu Zexi had attended a dinner party. As one of his bodyguards, Zhou Nian'an naturally wanted to go with him.

After a round of socialising, he drank quite a bit of alcohol while Zhou Nian An followed by his side, not moving an inch away from him.

In the magnificent hall, clothes were all around him, and he was surrounded by the sounds of wine and wine. Zhou Nian An looked at the man beside him who was talking to him, and suddenly felt that his world was completely different from the one he had come into contact with in the past.

In the past, in Zhou's world, there had only been olive green. Runways, shooting-ranges, deserted islands were full of challenges and unknowns. Where would there be so much perfume and wine?

"Can I have a drink?" Just as he was in a daze, a voice floated over, accompanied by the unique scent of a man.

Zhou Nian'an tilted his head, avoiding the scorching gaze, and casually picked up a drink from the table and stuffed it in.

She lowered her head slightly, not noticing that the man's eyes paused for a moment when he saw the drink in his hand, before he downed it in one gulp.

When the social events were over, Zhou Nian An looked at the man standing a few centimeters in front of him. His body was unsteady. She quickly stepped forward to support him, but his body was still burning.

Chapter 225 A flash of longing

He wanted to see the worry and concern on that pretty face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find even the slightest emotion on that face. This young woman, SWAT, was simply too cold.

However, Mu Zexi liked to challenge others. He thought that one day, he would make this girl in front of him blossom into her most beautiful smile!

"The call has been made." Zhou Nian'an said.

Mozzie shifted her body and stretched out her legs. She looked very handsome. However, her face was such that no one dared to look at her directly. Can you imagine the face of a handsome man turning into a red pig-headed face?

If it were anyone else, they would have burst into laughter long ago. However, Zhou Nian An's expression was cold as he spoke to Mu Ze Xi.

After Mu Dongdong received the call, he turned the steering wheel in his hand and drove to the hospital. Before coming here, he had already imagined the appearance of Mu Zexi. However, when he saw his brother, who was the younger brother, he could not help but smile.

"Da Da Da", firm footsteps sounded from outside the IV drip room. Zhou Nian An turned his head to see a tall figure approaching in the light.

When that resolute face appeared in front of him, Zhou Nian An's right hand unconsciously lifted up. A standard military salute was executed precisely like that.

The person did not pause and returned the greeting.

Mu Zexi sat there lazily and did not move. Her slender eyes narrowed as she took in the scene before her.

Back then, during the collective training, Zhou Nian'an's hair was short to the point where it couldn't be any shorter. All day long, he had been exposed to the rain, and his skin was dark. In the past few years, Zhou Nian'an had kept his hair long, and his skin had also become much whiter.

Mu Dong saluted and looked away. He did not stay there for long.

In truth, she was hoping that he would recognize her at a glance. Just like back in the training field when everyone called him "Captain of the Devils", she had been unable to accept this at first, but now, she truly admired him from the very beginning. He was her idol, her guide on the road of life.

Normally, she would be so quiet that others would overlook her. But now, when Mu Xiangdong walked in, her entire person seemed to have changed. Her original standing posture slightly shifted, and her firm eyes unconsciously followed her little brother's figure.

Mu Zexi pursed her lips to cover the deep thought in her eyes. She said lazily to the person, "Your speed is not as fast as it used to be."

There was a slight smile on Mu Dongfang's resolute face as he replied slowly, "I heard that someone changed his face. I came to take a look." "How is it, is your body doing well?"

The light in the IV drip room was very bright, illuminating the large room as if it were daytime. Zhou Nian An stood diagonally behind it, staring coldly at the man who was speaking. His elegant face was particularly beautiful under the light of the room's lights. If you looked closely, you could see a flash of longing in those eyes!