Chapter 1792 A Fatal Incident

But why, she felt something was wrong.

At almost one in the morning, they finally ended this journey and returned to the Miss Building. Ye Chu looked at the towering building with mixed feelings. A few months ago, when she came to the Miss Building, her heart was full of hatred, pure hatred, but now she couldn't find such pure emotions.

She began to miss some things, such as the chef on the top floor of Miss. He didn't talk often, but he knew her taste very well. He knew that Ye Tingyun asked her to avoid certain foods, and occasionally made her some small portions of desserts. For example, Xiaoju... was very kind to her, and she talked about everything. She was the first girl who could be called a friend. For example... the night view of Miss.

Her heart seemed to be blocked by something sticky, and she couldn't explain it. Instead, she felt that the freedom along the way was more difficult. Ye Tingyun couldn't even wait for the few minutes upstairs, and waited downstairs of Miss. Ye Chu sat in the car and looked at him, thinking of the warm and smiling face in the dream, and her heart hurt.

She forgot!

She forgot it completely. In the past two hours, she kept thinking of what her adoptive father had said. The past was too painful. If she didn't remember it, she didn't remember it. If possible, she would never allow herself to remember the memory of being burned alive.

No wonder she was afraid of fire.

Bruce said that she lived on the sea all year round and was used to water, so she was afraid of fire. When she was cooking in the kitchen, she felt terrified and dared not approach it. She had never stepped into the kitchen until now. If she was left alone, she didn't know how to live except eating raw.

Mu Yuan walked towards Ye Tingyun. He finally handed in his task. He was a very dedicated courier. With Ye Tingyun's people following and protecting him, the mercenaries didn't dare to approach him. There was no news about Bruce. Ye Tingyun found out that Bruce had entered New York, but he didn't take it seriously. Ye Chu returned to him. Mu Yuan said that she ran away by herself.

Was she running away from Bruce a little... because of him?

Ye Chu got out of the car and leaned against the door. Ye Tingyun came over. The night fell on him with a layer of coldness. He reached out and hugged her in his arms. She could smell a not-so-pleasant smell on him, mixed with the bloody smell of Chinese medicine.

That day of the car accident, he unbuckled his seat belt and covered her in the car. Otherwise, she would not be injured so badly. She was almost unscathed. The wound on her arm was nothing compared to his.

She was like a puppet, not moving, letting him hold her. Mu Yuan looked at her and thought to himself, "Tsk tsk, what a dream the king has but the goddess has no heart, so cool!"

"We're going home." Ye Tingyun said.

"Yeah."

Mu Yuan also went to the top floor of the Miss Building, first reported the mission to Ye Ling, asked for two days of vacation, and booked a flight to go home three days later. Finally, he could take a bath and sleep well.

He had just finished taking a bath when a strange phone call came in. This was a disposable number that had only called Jack and Bruce. It was not a number he was familiar with, nor was it Bruce's number.

"Major Mu Yuan, I'm Commander Anderson's assistant. You're back in New York. Is it convenient for us to meet? The commander asked me to return your phone and passport to you."

Mu Yuan was silent for a moment, "Okay!"

He suddenly remembered something very terrible, his screen saver!

Mu Yuan's eyes widened, "Fuck!!!!!!"