Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Chapter 167 Do you mean I can propose to you?

"um, yes."

Jian Zhinian's heart ached so much that it was almost numb. He murmured, "I was actually there at that time... I actually left first..."

My heart ached. He had clearly gotten off the bus and stopped, so why didn't he take another look? If he had taken one more look, would I not blame him?

Mu Qingyuan's mother clearly told him not to blame him.

But he didn't do it.

No wonder his mother was so restrained that day, and even came alone with a weak leg. At that time, Mu Qingyuan must have been in the hospital for emergency treatment...

Which mother could endure such a scene? Ms. Dong had already reached the limit of her restraint when she spoke to him.

The so-called invitation was probably bought on the road to make him give up.

So the ring he gave away was also cut because of the rescue work during the car accident?

He remembered when he asked Mu Qingyuan where the ring was, Mu Qingyuan avoided the question and said that he seemed to have lost it. He apologized and coaxed him, without mentioning a word about his injury.

"Teacher Jian, please don't blame yourself. Mu Qingyuan didn't dare to tell you because he was afraid that you would feel sad and guilty." Jiang Shaoqing advised.

Jian Zhinian nodded with a pale face, his eyes were a little moist, and the corners of his eyes were red. He said, "I understand. Is he... doing well in the hospital?"

Jian Zhinian couldn't even bear to mention those cold words again.

Jiang Shaoqing understood and said, "It's because of his special blood type. There's nothing we can do. Even if the injury wasn't serious, he lost too much blood and had to be resuscitated several times."

I was issued two critical illness notices, one for shock due to excessive blood loss, and one for cardiac arrest...

"Can you tell me in more detail?" Jian Zhinian asked pleadingly.

Jiang Shaoqing comforted him, "Teacher Jian, cherish the person in front of you. He has already gone through the past. It is better for you to care about his future health than to be sad about his past suffering."

Jian Zhinian bit his lip, still wanting to hold on.

Jiang Shaoqing continued, "Teacher Jian, you are also very good. You really don't need to dwell too much on the past. There shouldn't be any obstacles between you two that you can't overcome. Even if there are, I think Mu Qingyuan has already overcome them. You should do the same, look forward."

Jian Zhinian then gave up and did not pursue the matter further.

"Let me take you through security." Jiang Shaoqing stood up and looked at the time.

Jian Zhinian was helpless, time was too tight, and Jiang Shaoqing had been in the business world for many years and could only say what he wanted to say.

"No need, you are busy too, go back early."

Jiang Shaoqing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I wait a little longer. I have to do what Mr. Mu asked me to do."

Jian Zhinian had no choice but to give up.

The queue was short and Jian Zhinian passed the security check. Jiang Shaoqing looked at his back and shook his head.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Mu Qingyuan had suffered a relapse of myocarditis before the New Year. He was barely discharged from the hospital before New Year's Eve and stayed at home for a few days. He had not yet recovered his strength and experienced a car accident. Even his young body could not withstand it.

He didn't say that all the Rh-negative O-type blood in the entire city of H was used up that day, and he even used his connections to get blood from blood stations in surrounding cities to be airlifted over.

After this incident, Zhiyuan Technology's headquarters and H City branch specially hired several employees with the same blood type at high salaries, just in case...

He didn't even say that Mu Qingyuan's car accident was not an accident, but that he crashed into it himself, because if he hadn't crashed into it first, it would have been Jian Zhinian who got into the accident...

He was reluctant to elaborate because Mu Qingyuan had been in the hospital for almost three months before he could barely go home for rehabilitation... As soon as he looked a little better, he hurried to H City to find Jian Zhinian.

So that time when Mu Qingyuan got drunk in the bar and stubbornly stayed at Jian Zhinian's door late at night, he couldn't help but call Jian Zhinian over and said those cruel words...

In fact, it’s not a harsh word, it’s the truth.

Even so, spring has gone and autumn has come...

He is the one who suffers the most. This year, he is basically the only one carrying out the work of the group.

At that time, Mu Qingyuan had just taken control of the Mu Group and was hospitalized. No one dared to spread the news.

He was temporarily appointed as acting president and was so busy that he slept in the company for several months. Even a rookie like Mu Qing'an was drafted into the army. It is conceivable how difficult it was for him at that time.

He is really difficult.

To be threatened like this...

Jiang Shaoqing suddenly had the urge to quit his job. He turned around and got back into the car, then drove towards the company on his own initiative.

It seems that Mu Qingan has asked for leave these two days, so it's a good time to go back and play with him to cheer him up...

Jian Zhinian passed the security check, but he still couldn't calm down. The scenes after Mu Qingyuan returned to K University replayed in his mind.

He tolerated my alienation and resistance without complaint. He always waited quietly under a tree next to the laboratory. Even when I kept repeating my desire to break up and forced him to leave, he kept getting closer to me.

Hearing the voice on the radio urging people to board the plane, Jian Zhinian wanted to turn back, he really wanted to turn back!

He doesn't want to go back to school.

He wanted to see Mu Qingyuan, wanted to hug him, and hear his steady and rhythmic heartbeat.

He wanted to tell him that he was heartbroken, so heartbroken.

But no, Mu Qingyuan didn't want him to feel bad...

Mu Qingyuan's call came in at this time, like salvation.

Jian Zhinian's heartbeat was very fast, and his fingers were trembling slightly, but he still answered the phone as quickly as possible.

"Qing Yuan..."

"Hmm? Are you on the plane?" Mu Qingyuan's voice was gentle with a hint of concern.

Jian Zhinian's heart gradually calmed down, and he said, "Qingyuan, I don't want to get on the plane. If I had known, I would have taken the flight tomorrow morning."

What should I have known earlier?

Mu Qingyuan paused as he stepped into the reception room. Jian Zhinian rarely had such emotional impulses. The moment he said he didn't want to go back, Mu Qingyuan almost agreed, "Okay, you come back..."

In fact, Mu Qingyuan also said this, he said: "Zhizhi, do you want me to pick you up later?"

He wanted to stay, of course he did.

Jian Zhinian bit his lip, looked at the boarding gate, shook his head and said, "No need..."

He was not calm at all right now. He was heartbroken. If he saw Mu Qingyuan again, he would probably lose control even more.

So he said, "Qingyuan, when will you finish your work?"

While Mu Qingyuan was still thinking, Jian Zhinian couldn't wait any longer and continued, "Qingyuan, the pair of rings you bought have always been with me, so you don't have to buy so many rings!"

Mu Qingyuan's pupils suddenly shrank at the door of the reception room. What was Jian Zhinian talking about?

ring?

The forgotten ring on K-Big football…

He went back to look for the ring several times, and it was not lost. Was it with Jian Zhinian?

Has Jian Zhinian kept it all along?

"Zhizhi... is that what I think it means?"

Mu Qingyuan's breathing became heavier. He leaned against the door of the client reception room, his emotions somewhat out of control. He glanced at the time and walked along the corridor towards the stairs.

He steadied his voice and asked again, "Zhizhi, are you saying that I can propose to you now?"