Mu Yuan walked into miss building without looking back. Jack smoked another cigarette downstairs. He stood there until his feet felt cold. He turned around, got into the car, and drove away. He called ye Ling.
"I hope you don't forget the conditions you promised me."
Ye Ling said,"I will keep my promise."
Jack hung up the phone cleanly. Just like when he made a deal with ye Ling back then, he did not say much. He could break up with mu Yuan, but he had to tell him that mu Yuan had been missing for more than three days.
Ye Ling also agreed.
Jack took a deep breath. The inner side of his thigh was faintly painful, and the tattoo was burning. He stretched out his hand and pressed it. There was a name that he could not forget.
Very good!
Xiao Yuan, the rest of your life is well, no pain, no disaster.
This was the most sincere blessing he could give.
