Sweet Pillow Pet: The CEO's Exclusive Wife

Chapter 157 Morun and Musi Shen
The day after Moran arrived in the United States, he learned to ask for help.

Not long after Sonny left, he ran to the other side of the river at the fastest speed. There was no one at the starting point, and the people on the other side of the river were all hidden behind heavy snowdrifts...

On the other side of the river, after the snowdrifts, we soon saw pedestrians coming and going.

There are men and women, but there are no children, everyone is tall and big, so he has to raise his head high and speak loudly at them.

"Hi, can you do me a favor?"

The pure Morun is begging for help. He no longer hopes to get the tractor out of the river with his own strength. When he ran to the other side, he was still secretly regretting—if he could think of it yesterday, or he wouldn’t be hungry last night, It is not because of Sonny's tolerance and charity that he is eligible to live in the warm house.

"What?"

Everyone asked him the same sentence. Although he only knew basic English, he could understand this sentence.

"Hello, can you do me a favor?" He repeated his begging loudly and in not-so-fluent English.

The man with the beard looked at him with strange eyes, and yelled at him ferociously. His ferocious appearance scared Mo Lun back a few steps, and he fell down on the ice and snow ground. The bearded man trembled. Laughing with a beard, carrying a mottled holster and stepping on the ice and snow, his legs and feet were a little lame.

Moran could see that he was not easy to mess with, and thought to himself, maybe this person has been injured and his ears are not working well, so he ran to the next person for help after the bearded man had gone a long way.

He was lucky to meet a group of young people.

This group of young people were giggling and laughing, while shoveling snow towards a truck.

This discovery made Mo Lun's eyes shine. The truck has a lot of horsepower. If the tractor can be found in the river and the river is not too deep, it is a good way to use the truck to tow it to the other side of the river.

He got excited, and explained his wishes to the group of young people in a gesticulating manner in limited English.

The young man stopped what he was doing and looked at him. Someone even came over, patted his little face, and handed him a piece of candy—this was a friendly behavior.

Morun put the sugar in his pocket, pointed to the huge ice hole not far from the shore, ran over in a hurry, and ran back, telling the young people what happened, telling them that he needed help to get the tractor up , to help him to the shore.

The young man didn't seem to understand. After listening for a while, he ignored him and continued with his work.

Mo Lun ran back and forth several times. In the snow and ice, his forehead was already sweating, but the young people sang songs he could not understand, driving a truck full of ice and snow and drove towards the front. On the ground, Leaves curvy ruts.

Nobody helped him.

Morun asked a lot of people to help. Among these people, some were friendly and seemed to pat him on the head in pity, and gave him a little candy, and some, like the bearded man, yelled at him fiercely to let him go away. — but the result is the same, no one wants to help him.

As night fell, Morun stood on the icy shore, looking at the rows of houses with red roofs, and the warm light dancing in the window panes, just like a scene in a fairy tale, but, tonight, he could only sleep on the street up.

He had no food except a few candy bars here and there in his pocket.

Sonny creaked the ice and snow, walked towards him, knelt down, and touched his red face from the cold: "Dear child, I'm sorry, tonight, I can't pity you anymore, you can't live forever." Go to a warm house...and, still, no food."

His palm was very warm, Mo Lun moved his lips, looking at his adoptive father in the legal sense, he wanted to cry.

"However, dear child, I want to remind you that if you want to get food and shelter, don't wait for handouts, understand? You have to learn to use your own method, go into a warm room, and eat delicious food."

Sonny patted his little face friendly, kissed him on the forehead, and left.

Mo Lun stood in the ice and snow, under the attack of severe cold, the idea of ​​getting closer to warmth became more and more urgent.

He was not so lucky tonight, digging through the snowdrifts and finding no food.

There was only one candy left in his pocket, but he knew that the calories in one candy were nothing compared to the calories consumed in the long night.

The prolonged hunger, coupled with the thin clothes, made it more and more unbearable for him.

Morun mustered up his courage to knock on a door. He couldn't freeze to death in the ice and snow. He still wanted to see his mother, the Lin couple who sent him on a long trip in China, and his elf and funny sister Lin.

It was the vicious bearded man who opened the door in the morning.

"..."

Before he could speak, the bearded man roared ferociously and closed the door with a bang.

Morun knocked on the doors of several houses. The residents here were very strange. There was only one person living in each house, and all of them were men. The women who worked during the day did not know where they went.

Mo Lun was a little apprehensive. If things went on like this, he would not be able to enter the room.

The cold of more than ten degrees below zero chilled him into a ball. Mo Lun was quick to use his wits, ran to the big snowdrift, opened a snow nest with his bare hands and buried himself in it. Finally, he was warmer.

But the good times didn't last long, and soon, the surrounding snow became damp from his body temperature, soaking his clothes, and sooner, a dangerous scene came, the snow on top of his head collapsed, almost killing him Buried alive.

Desperately climbing out of the snowdrift, Mo Lun was desperate, his eyes, with blue light, shot towards the rows of houses.

Slowly, he got up, dragged his wet shoes, and walked towards the house again.

……

On the third day, when Sonny appeared again, the snow had been cleared in the open space in front of the house, and the dilapidated tractor was lying there, with water dripping under the wheels.

And Mo Lun was standing next to the tractor, and behind him stood a neat group of foreign men.

"Very good, very good..." Sonny clapped his hands and walked over with a smile on his face. Since Moran came to the United States, the only smile this time was from his heart.

Moran stared at him without moving.

"My dear boy, you shall have your reward, and your food."

Sonny waved his hand, and a black maid came over with a plate full of sausages twisting her wide hips, walked up to Moron, and prostrated herself at his feet, as if submitting to her master.

"You are also rewarded with this woman. She will be in charge of your food and daily life."

Mo Lun waved his hands behind him: "These are rewards for you."

Although none of the men behind him was short of food, none of them dared to disobey Morun's reward. They stepped forward in an orderly manner, and each of them took a sausage from the plate.

They looked at Morun with fear.

Among this group of people, there was only one bearded man.

No one dared to say what happened last night, but everyone clearly remembered what happened last night.

Sonny was very satisfied with this situation, and his intuition told him that he had dug up a good seedling, a good seedling that he could be proud of.

Mo Lun lived up to expectations. Every time he encountered a crisis, he could always turn the corner and survive. Even if he was thrown on a desert island, he could come out alive and well.

After experiencing the catastrophe at the age of 12, Morun gradually developed a tenacious, even cruel character. In order to survive, he is omnipotent, but he also has principles. If his survival is not endangered, he is still very good to others.

Some of his subordinates used to talk about it, but some people were intimidated by it, because he treats people very well on weekdays, but when danger comes, they don't know when he will go crazy, and who will become his blade the victim on.His weapons never come out of the body easily, once out of the body, the opponent will definitely die.

However, at Moron's birthday party, when Sonny celebrated his birthday, he personally killed Sonny and replaced him, becoming the youngest leader of the Cory family, second only to Corleone.

Before Sonny died, the back of his head was bleeding continuously, but he was still staring, with a strange smile on his face, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he said: "Molun, you only have this way to go, because, you It's not just Moran."

The cigarette butt burned his fingers, and his fingertips burned, and Morun suddenly woke up from the memories.

Yes, in a sense, he should be grateful to Sonny, if it wasn't for Sonny, if he had stayed in China, or he would have died long ago.

Because, he is not just Moran.

Musi Shen, Mo Lun will not let you fail so quickly, this is the last thing Mo Lun likes to see.

In the darkness, Morun had a pale and strange smile on his face.

……

Because of his special status, Mu Xishen did not receive such a bad cold reception in the hearing room. The police interrogated him three times, and each time, they did not ask anything.

"Mr. Mu, I hope you will cooperate well. Even if you do not plead guilty, but if the evidence is solid, we can still arrest you..." the policeman said seriously.

Mu Xi smiled deeply, "Comrade policeman, I did nothing wrong. Of course I can't plead guilty. If there is evidence, then just arrest me." He spread his hands and put them on his waist.

The policemen looked at each other, and the younger policeman stood up, slapped the table and shouted.

"You are arrogant, let me tell you, even if the king of heaven came here, I would have to give him a piece of skin! Tell me honestly, how did you secretly arrange people to attack those factory leaders? There are eight factories in total. , Every factory broke the contract with He Tian, ​​was threatened and blackmailed on the same day, all the leaders of each factory were sent to the hospital, do you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you?"

The young policeman has not been deeply involved in the world, so this time he is even more impatient.

They only have 24 hours of interrogation time. If it exceeds 24 hours, the evidence is insufficient, and the client pleads not guilty, they can only release Mu Xichen obediently.

The higher-ups put pressure on him, and Mu Xichen must not be let go.

Mu Xi looked at him indifferently, and raised his eyebrows: "Comrade policeman, have you heard of the fight between the snipe and the clam, and the fisherman wins?"

The little policeman froze for a moment, frowned, and slapped the table again: "I don't have time to discuss the pros and cons with you, hurry up and tell the truth about the crime!"

This little policeman is really hopeless.

(End of this chapter)