Mu Yu looked around, then stood up with suspicion, smiled and asked softly: "Kid, why are you crying?"
The crying little boy wiped his tears with his sleeve and responded with a sob: "I was late and didn't get the pie."
"You also like to eat the pie here?" In order to get closer, Mu Yu generously invited him to come over and share it, "Come, let's eat together."
The boy immediately walked up to her, but did not take the chopsticks she handed over. Instead, he held the small pink cloth bag tightly in his hands and held it with both hands. He carefully brought it to her and begged with anxiety: "Thank you." Sister, sister, can you sell me your pie? I have money!"
Mu Yu suddenly became happy, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Kid, if you don't need money, you can just eat."
"I-I want to take it home to eat."
"Just eat it here, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Mu Yu knew how far away his home was from here, so he brought the chopsticks to him again, "You're welcome, just eat it."
"Thank you, sister." The little boy still didn't take her chopsticks. "Sister, it's not me who likes to eat this pie, it's my mother who likes to eat it. She is sick and can't go out. She is unhappy every day. She only eats the pie. Only then can I be happy. But I came late and didn’t get the pie, so I can’t make my mother happy.”
The boy cried again as he spoke.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll give you the pie." Mu Yu hurriedly comforted him, while signaling Cheng Xiang to pack the pie and soup.
"This is for you." Perhaps he was afraid that Mu Yu would regret it, so the little boy immediately put the small cloth bag into her hand, and then said thank you to his sister repeatedly.
Mu Yu stuffed the small cloth bag back into his hand and said with a smile: "No money, even if it is food given to your mother by my sister."
"That won't work!" The little boy shook his head like a rattle, "Mom said you can't take other people's things. If you don't charge me, I won't take your pie."
Mu Yu deliberately teased him: "Didn't you say that your mother can only be happy if you eat pie? If you don't want my pie, your mother won't be happy."
The little boy immediately hesitated and stared at the pies and soups that Cheng Xiang had packed for a long time, but finally chose to give up: "Thank you, sister, I will queue up early tomorrow."
After saying that, he clenched the small cloth bag tightly again and turned around to leave.
"Hey!" Mu Yu pulled him to show compromise, "Okay, give me the money and take the pie with you."
"Thank you, sister!" The little boy was so happy that he immediately put the cloth bag into her hands, and then carefully picked up the packing box.
"Be careful!" Mu Yu kindly reminded, while deliberately asking, "You came alone? Do you live nearby?"
"My home is not far. Thank you sister, I'm leaving."
The little boy responded vaguely, smiled at them, and then walked happily to the end of the alley.
Obviously he was still wary of Mu Yu and Cheng Xiang, but Mu Yu was still a little worried, but he didn't ask any more questions and just asked Cheng Xiang to follow him quietly to see how he would get back.
More than ten minutes later, Cheng Xiang came back and told her that the little boy got on the No. 8 bus: "I went to the platform to see that the No. 8 bus has a stop at Lijingjiayuan. I guess he also took the No. 8 bus when he came here. Today It’s the weekend, why doesn’t his father come with him? Doesn’t this family have no sense of safety if they let a child travel so far to buy things?”
Mu Yu immediately explained: "Yue Shuibao's job does not have weekend breaks, and he usually takes turns to rest. Although he can take four days off a month, he rarely takes a rest throughout the year in order to pay overtime. His old mother's health is not very good, and now
His wife was sick again. It was probably for this reason that Lele came so far alone to buy things. "
It turns out that this little boy is Yue Le, the son of Yue Shuibao.
When Mu Yu decided to move to Lijing Homestead, she asked Liu Xiaofan to send her a photo of Yue Shuibao's family. Yue Le had a red mole on his right eyebrow, so she recognized him at a glance.
"By the way, how's your renting a house going?" When it came to Yue's family, Mu Yu remembered asking Cheng Xiang to rent a house and asked him quickly.
"nailed it."
"Which house did you rent? Is it on the first floor?"
"Well, it's on the first floor, opposite Yue Shuibao's house. You can move in early tomorrow morning."
"Really?! That's great!" While Mu Yu was happy, she suddenly remembered something and immediately asked, "Did that house happen to be vacant or did you use special means to force people out?"
"The current owner bought a second-hand house years ago. He renovated it and planned to move in next month. I talked to him and asked him to rent the house to us first." Cheng Xiang answered truthfully.
Mu Yu expressed doubts: "Will they rent their newly renovated house to us?"
"People pay monthly rent, but we pay rent by day. One day's rent is equivalent to one month's rent. If we rent it for two months, we will earn back the money for decoration. Who would refuse to change it?"
So that's it.
Mu Yu immediately guessed that it must be Qin Jinhuan's idea, and said angrily, "It's really easy to have money."
Knowing that she had great objections to her boss, Cheng Xiang didn't say anything and just smiled.
At this time, Liu Xiaofan called and told them that he had inquired and the city bureau had not received any reports about the perverted stalker in the past year or two.
"There must be a misunderstanding," he said.
"Then let's go back." Cheng Xiang hung up the phone.
Although he was suspicious, when he saw Liu Xiaofan's words, Mu Yu couldn't be sure for a moment, so he returned to the hotel with Cheng Xiang.
Not long after they returned to the hotel, Liu Xiaofan also came back.
"You went to express your condolences to Weng Kangyi. Did Weng Jiali and her husband not make things difficult for you?" Mu Yu asked him in the small group.
Liu Xiaofan replied: "No, they all treated me very well, and no one mentioned our faults. Alas, in fact, the less they hold us accountable, the more guilty I feel. I blame me for being too reckless. I didn't do anything before going to Weng Kangyi. Ask Wei Yunrong about his physical condition. If I had known that his physical condition was so bad, I would never have come to ask him directly. "
After Liu Xiaofan finished his voice message, he sent several sighing emoticons in the group.
Mu Yu was editing words of comfort, and Cheng Xiang had already sent a voice message: "Things are already like this, there is no use sighing and regretting. I think the living conditions of the Weng family are very poor, so it is better to find a way to help them."
Mu Yu immediately deleted the words he was editing and rewritten them as: "How can I help?"
Liu Xiaofan immediately spoke up: "The private company where Shi Renhui is located is not very profitable, and it is estimated that it will go bankrupt soon. Then we will help him find a job with a higher salary. If possible, we will also find a job for Weng Jiali. Now Weng Kangyi Now that she’s dead, Weng Jiali can go to work.”
Mu Yu thought it was feasible, and then said to Cheng Xiang, "I'll leave it to you to find jobs for them."
She knew that Qingtian also had business partners in Huacheng, and it was easy to help him find two good jobs. However, she didn't want to directly ask Qin Jinhuan for help, so she handed over the task to Cheng Xiang.
Of course Cheng Xiang understood what she meant and immediately responded and said he would do it as soon as possible
Go and do it.
"There's no rush. Give them some time to adjust after the funeral."
"OK."
"That's right! You called me by the wrong name again today!" Mu Yu solemnly reminded Cheng Xiang again, "Also, don't use the word 'you' when talking to me in the future! If you don't remember it, I will have someone take you back. Anjo!"
"Yes! I'm sorry! I will definitely change it! Change it immediately!" Cheng Xiang hurriedly promised.
If he is driven back to Ancheng, he will not have a good life in the future.
"Okay, let's rest today. Pack your things tonight and we'll move there early tomorrow morning."
"yes."
"Are you moving out early tomorrow morning? Leave me alone here." Liu Xiaofan made a tearful expression.
This expression made Mu Yu laugh out loud, but she didn't respond. She put down her phone and couldn't wait to take out her suitcase and open it. When she was about to pack her clothes, she accidentally bumped into the recorder Qin Jinhuan gave her, and her eyes suddenly froze. Slowly take out the recorder and rub it gently.
After a while, she clicked on the recorder and listened to the song he sang over and over again, feeling bitter and bitter in her heart.
After arriving in Huacheng, she tried her best to keep herself busy all the time, except sleeping and considering the case. However, even so, her longing for him still penetrated pervasively, but she was unwilling to admit it, because she missed him. Still couldn't convince herself to forget the harm he caused her.
A heart that was trying its best to be calm was disturbed by the unsound singing. She no longer calmed down and packed her things. She just lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to his familiar voice numbly.
"What?! She thinks I'm a stalker?! And she wants to catch me and send me to the police station?!"
In the presidential suite of another Xingji Hotel not far from the Royal Hyatt, Qin Jinhuan was furious.
Even though he knew that Mu Yu's illness was just a minor illness, he was still worried so much that he finally dropped all his work and flew to Huacheng. However, he did not dare to get too close to her and could only use Cheng Xiang's eyes to understand her every move.
After hearing from his subordinates that she was going to the commercial street, he immediately put on the "outfit" that he had prepared long ago and quietly followed her to look at her lovely figure.
It's just that he didn't expect her anti-investigation awareness to be so strong, and she discovered him immediately, and he didn't expect that she would become so courageous that she would fight the "bad guys" to the end.
"If you don't dress so eye-catchingly, the young mistress might not be able to spot you." Cheng Xiang tried to remind him. If Liu Xiaofan hadn't improvised and came up with the idea of asking friends to find out about the perverted stalker, Mu Yu would definitely get to the bottom of it.
Qin Jinhuan immediately retorted angrily: "If I didn't dress like that, wouldn't she recognize me immediately?"
Indeed, she was so familiar with him that she would spot him if she wasn't careful. But he was not satisfied with watching her through the telescope or the video.
Cheng Xiang didn't dare to say anything anymore, he just held the phone tightly and waited for instructions from him.
"Have the surveillance cameras been installed?"
Knowing that the boss was referring to Lijing Homes, Cheng Xiang hurriedly responded: "It can be installed before dark."
"Please pay attention to me when we are alone in the future! If you do anything that exceeds your limits, you know the consequences."
"Don't dare! Don't dare!" At this time, Cheng Xiang felt a sense of urgency as if he was walking on thin ice.
It was night, and it was almost ten o'clock. Mu Yu had packed her luggage and was about to wash up and go to bed. There was a knock on the door. She opened the door suspiciously, but it was Liu Xiaofan who looked hurriedly.